He stood before Lee with bent head; the hope had died.  Lee went on: 

“And look here, Elder, just as a friendly hint, I wouldn’t do any more of this sentimental talk.  Why, in the last six months I’ve known men to get blood-atoned for less than you’ve said.”

He saw they were holding another council.  Bishop Klingensmith again led in prayer.  He prayed for revelation, for the gifts of the spirit for each of them, and for every order of the priesthood; that they might prevail over the army marching against them; that Israel might grow and multiply and cover the earth with cities and become a people so great that no man could number them; and that the especial favour of Heaven might attend them on their righteous smiting of the Gentile host now delivered over to them by an all-wise Jehovah.

The plan of assault was now again rehearsed, and its details communicated to their Indian allies.  By ten o’clock all was ready.

CHAPTER XVII.

The Meadow Shambles

They chose William Bateman to go forward with a flag of truce.  He was short and plump, with a full, round, ingenuous face.  He was chosen, so said Klingensmith, for his plausible ways.  He could look right at you when he said anything; and the moment needed a man of this talent.  He was to enter the camp and say to the people that the Mormons had come to save them; that on giving up their arms they would be safely conducted to Cedar City, there to await a proper time for continuing their journey.

From the hill to the west of the besieged camp they watched the plausible Bateman with his flag of truce meet one of the emigrants who came out, also with a white flag, and saw them stand talking a little time.  Bateman then came back around the end of the hill that separated the two camps.  His proposal had been gratefully accepted.  The besieged emigrants were in desperate straits; their dead were unburied in the narrow enclosure, and they were suffering greatly for want of water.

Major Higbee, in command of the militia, now directed Lee to enter the camp and see that the plan was carried out.  With him went two men with wagons.  Lee was to have them load their weapons into one wagon, to separate the adults from the children and wounded, who were to be put into the other, and then march the party out.

As Lee approached the corral its occupants swarmed out to meet him,—­gaunt men, unkempt women and children, with the look of hunted animals in their eyes.  Some of the men cheered feebly; some were silent and plainly distrustful.  But the women laughed and wept for joy as they crowded about their deliverer; and wide-eyed children stared at him in a friendly way, understanding but little of it all except that the newcomer was a desirable person.