Almost daily our morning papers bring us appalling details of crimes and iniquities, too loathsome and horrible for reality. The carnival of crime is increasing with frightful rapidity in fury and madness. There is a mania for blood. Husbands murder their wives, and mistresses shoot their lovers. Inoffensive men are felled down remorselessly by those whom they have never injured, even in thought. Women who have no faults, save beauty of person and purity of mind, are violated on the highways by ruffians for whom fiend is a mild name. Children who are too young and feeble to defend themselves, are whipped to death by parents who reduce the tortures of the inquisition to a refined science. Higher in the social scale, falsehood, dishonor, bribery, lust, and infidelity, take the place of these baser and more direct crimes. Honesty in business is a thing of the past, as rare almost as the bloom of the century plant. Honesty in friendship is not so much the rule as the exception. Honesty in love is a myth. In politics an honest man is sure to be the loser on every hand in law, he has not been known or recognized from time immemorial; and, in religion, he must be braver and stouter of heart than was he who, in the old chivalric days, buckled on his armor and went forth undaunted, with his good lance in rest, to dare and do for the Right. obeyed, and which, in its turn, is governed and controlled by those of whom, not many years ago, a true woman would not speak, lest her lips might be sullied. Now, those women whose opportunities and position fit them for the highest usefulness, seem to feel that they must appear in dress, manner, and conversation, blase; it is stylish to be fast and to associate on familiar terms with sporting characters, and even with those who are known to be gamblers and roues....... To the superficial observer, a state of affairs so anomalous and alarming, is altogether unaccounted for by any natural causes; and even the deep thinker must often fail in his endeavors to fathom the mysterious licentiousness of the hour, and recoil before the rapidly accumulating and overwhelming mass of evidence which rebuts his hopes and desires; but the intuitive mind, in spite of all, cherishes an unfailing faith in the ultimate triumph of religious principle-the divine nature of man-a faith founded on evidences discerned by itself alone. Yet it must be generally known that such books as Ecce Homo" and "Ecce Deus" are seized upon and devoured with a wonderful avidity, which shows that an insatiable appetite is gnawing at the souls of men, and it is not uncommon to surprise the most trivial-nay, the most licentious and abandoned-into the confession that their moments of quiet Science and Art, while making grand and seclusion, are burdened with advances in every direction, are simul- thoughts and perplexities concerning taneously prostituted to the basest the necessity of some certain principle, and vilest uses. Among women, whereby they may satisfy those infashion rules with a power more des- trusive demands of their better napotic than ever-a power which is un-tures, which will not be silenced or compromising, and will not be dis- put down. The simple fact is that, to all men | vision a future which is despairingly and all women, such moments as these blank and hopeless. come oftener than is known to the world-oftener than they themselves care to confess; and that the direct tendency of the present wide-spread spirit of demoralization is to increase their tendency. The most thoughtless and infatuated soon tire of a butterfly existence, and are thrown back upon themselves for a better object in life than the mere unprincipled pursuit of pleasure; and the death-knell of boon companions strikes with terrible emphasis upon their hearts, day after day, awakening appalling thoughts of the uncertainty of life, which, however remorselessly they may be crushed back, are sure to unfold to the mental Out of all this chaos-out of this blind groping in the dark-out of this desperate combat with reason and conviction, will surely come the glorious dawn of that new day, when men shall have found and proved that a firm and undeviating religious principle is the only true groundwork upon which a true life may be built and completed. It must be so, for upon this more than upon anything else, hangs all hope for the generation so soon to fill the place of the one now passing rapidly away-the generation upon which depends so much our future as a people.-New York Home Journal. SUMMARY OF NEWS. Jefferson Davis has been released on bail, and is on a visit to his children in Canada. The cattle plague, which not long ago seemed to have been stamped out of this country, is spreading rapidly in London. No fewer than 82 cases were reported in the metropolitan district last week. Thirty-four churchwardens in the diocese of the Bishop of Salisbury have signed an address to his lordship, protesting against his extreme high-church views. A still more marked rebuke to the bishop was inflicted whilst he was delivering his late charge, when the Rev. Rector Templar openly expressed his dissent from his lordship's views, by exclaiming "Let those who are on the Lord's side follow me," and, accompanied by one of the churchwardens, walked out of the church without waiting to hear the rest of the charge. Before the bishop had concluded--though he omitted what, he said, would occupy several hours' reading every churchwarden had left the church, and the clergy manifested signs of uneasiness. In the afternoon the churchwardens held a meeting, and unanimously adopted the following address to the bishop :-"As churchwardens of the several parishes within your diocese, we have this day attended your triennial visitation, and heard the charge delivered by you to your clergy. Feeling that we have also responsible duties to perform, in endeavoring to preserve our reformed church from innovations and practices inimical to its pure faith, we avail ourselves of the occasion to express our deep regret at some of the opinions and doctrines therein enunciated. We believe them to be at variance with those principles for which our forefathers so nobly and successfully struggled more than 300 years ago, when they protested against the errors of the Church of Rome. Entertaining the highest possible respect for your lordship's personal character and office, we nevertheless feel it incumbent on us to assert our belief that unless a check is at once and promptly made, both by clergy and laity, to those innovations and practices which are alien to the feelings of all sound churchmen, a considerable portion of those who are now sincerely devoted to the establishment, will be induced to withdraw to dissenting places of worship, or be insidiously attracted towards the Church of Rome, and thereby destroy the harmony and weaken the confidence which have so long and happily existed amongst them." HEAD U STOMACH.-The question why printers do not succeed so well as brewers, was thus answered: "Because printers work for the head, and brewers for the stomach, and where twenty men have stomachs but one has brains." DIED: MUMFORD-In Parowan, Iron county, Utah, March 30th, Robert Mumford, aged 77 years, 6 months and 4 days. He was born in Drayton, Norfolk, England. SMITH.-In Cedar City, Iron county, Utah, March 17th, Mary, wife of Joseph H. Smith, aged 44 years and 10 days. TURNER.-In Fillmore City, Utah, April 11th, Mary Davis, wife of Thomas Turner, aged 28 years, 7 months and 28 days. ADDRESSES. James Smith, 15, Clyde Street, Sunderland, Durham. W. A. McMaster, 19, Salisbury Street, Edinburgh. Edgar Dalrymple, Byron House, Belgrave Lane, St. Heliers, Jersey. What nonsense is this about "women's rights?" Nature is Nature and you may preach I'm a brute? Ah, well, madam, as you choose : You claim an inherent right to abuse, That in spite of all the quips and cranks But, mark if the men from the danger flee, E'en though it be to a watery pillow. Believe me, my sisters, the cause you plead Then let reformers prate away Of "equal rights" in homes or nations: Their blatant tongues can never sway God's code of all-wise regulations. BANBURY CROSS. EDITED, PRINTED AND PUBLISHED BY BRIGHAM YOUNG, JUN., 42, ISLINGTON. LONDON: FOR SALE AT THE LATTER-DAY SAINTS' BOOK DEPOT, 30, FLORENCE STREET, ISLINGTON, ¡AND BY ALL BOOKSELLERS. THE LATTER-DAY SAINTS' MILLENNIAL STAR. "ARISE YE, AND LET US GO UP TO ZION, UNTO THE LORD OUR GOD."-Jeremiah. No. 24. Vol. XXIX. Saturday, June 15, 1867. Price One Penny Α Ꭰ Ꭱ Ꭼ Ꭺ Ꮇ . The following dream was had by a lady of this city, about thirty years of age, and the wife of one of our most respectable citizens. Her name is withheld from motives of delicacy, but her veracity is unquestioned. We publish the dream for the gratification of many who will peruse it with interest, premising that it is no revelation, nor is it to be received as principle for the guidance of the Saints in their belief on such matters. It is the privilege of the Saints to have dreams and visions for edification, comfort, instruction, and warning; but the Lord does not make known matters of doctrine and principle, for the guidance of his Church, through the members thereof; he has an appointed and ordained channel through which such knowledge is imparted. We make these comments not by way of throwing discredit on the dream, but that Saints may at all times seek the Holy Spirit to understand and know when true principle is communicated. They should possess sufficient of the Spirit to know whether this dream is true or not, or the parts of it that are true, and those which are not; if part is correct, and part incorrect. If consolation or benefit is afforded to any one by reading it, all well; no person receives harm thereby. Great Salt Lake City, Feb. 17, 1867. I dreamed I was at home sick, and sitting in an arm chair, surrounded by my husband, mother, children, and friends. I was told, or rather felt, I was going to die; and after confiding the care of my children especially to my mother-she agreeing in accordance with my urgent solicitations to come and live with them-and bidding good-bye and pressing hands with those present, I felt sensibly the first approach of death, by a feeling of coldness and numbness commencing at my feet and thence to my body, until it reached the region of my heart; whereupon I became speechless, and felt as though I was approaching the unconscious state of sleep. My head involuntarily dropped back in the chair. At the return to consciousness, which was instantaneous, I found myself standing by the body from which I had just emerged, in a stooping posture, experiencing a sort of crampness in the breast and back, together with a feeling of general exhaustion. On looking up I discovered a female standing beside me in the attitude of one waiting, having her hand upon the chair, and attired in white flowing apparel. She at once introduced herself to me as my attendant, and invited me, when I was ready, to follow her. I inquired as to the cause of the peculiar feeling before referred to, and received in answer the following, which were her very words: "Oh, every one feels that just after leaving the body, it is but momentary;" accompanied with a smile which indicated that she had often answered such questions before. While she was speaking I stood upright, and the feeling of crampness had already passed away. I then expressed a willingness to accompany her. She asked if I did not want to look at my body once more before leaving. I replied I did not, and felt an instinctive shudder at the thought of my body, and assured her I was but too glad to leave it. We then passed out at the door walking. I felt a delightful sense of lightness, as though I could raise myself from the ground by a simple effort of the will. After proceeding through the gateway to the street, we glided somewhat rapidly along down the State road, southward, out of the city, until we reached a very large, round building, built entirely of white marble, supported by heavy white marble columns, and having but one entrance, which consisted simply of an opening between two of the columns, with a flight of steps leading to the interior. The marble of which this building was composed was not purely white, but had a yellow tinge, as though time-worn. On reaching the entrance, my companion informed me that I needed her attendance no longer. After directing me to ascend the steps and enter the building, my attendant turned and left me. On entering the building I saw a man sitting nearly in the centre of the room at a large desk, directly under a peculiar canopy. Upon the desk was an exceedingly large book, having the appearance of a mammoth ledger. Four or five men were in a group near the desk, engaged in conversation with this personage, whom we will call the Director. I observed that the place had an air of business, and was free from ornament. At this point I awoke, and remained so about an hour, meditating upon what I had seen. When I again fell asleep and resumed the dream, I was still in the same place, and saw the same persons engaged as before described, none of whom up to this time had noticed me. The Director looked towards me and said, "Welcome, sister." He was still engaged with those around him, all of whom were individuals whom I recognized as having seen before, but could not say when or where. They were dressed in the ordinary manner, one having a suit of grey homespun on. The Director, however, was dressed in the robes of the Priesthood. While he was engaged in conversation with those men, I had time to examine the interior of the hall, and discovered that the spaces between the columnsabout twelve in all-were entirely open, so that I could see at once through and beyond them. Stationed at each of the pillars to the left, that separated these openings, were men who acted as guides. I ascertained this by seeing the Director point towards these men, and directing each of the men around him to go some to one man, some to another, and hearing him say, "There is your guidego there." Through the first opening to my left were clouds of great density and blackness, the darkest I ever saw, and they seemed to be so near that they could be reached by the hand. The second opening to the left revealed dark threatening clouds, but not quite so black as the first. All the other openings to the left presented a dark atmosphere, thick and murky, be coming gradually less dismal as they were removed from the first. I turned to the right, where a far different picture met my gaze. Through all of these openings I saw the pure azure of heaven, clear and bright. Through the first space to my right I saw a city indescribably fair and beautiful, enveloped as it were in a |