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THE DAILY TRIBUNE: SALT LAKE CITY, SUNDAY MORNING,
JULY 31, 1887.
THE LAW INTERVIEW.
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Elsewhere in this impression
will be seen an interview between Wm. Law and Dr. Wyl. Of course THE TRIBUNE cannot
vouch for the truth of the statements of Mr. Law; but he was for a long time First Counselor to
JOSEPH SMITH; he was better loved than almost any other man by the Mormons; it seems he is
now reverenced by his neighbors as one of the most loveable of men. He broke with the
SMITHS when he found what a measureless and wicked fraud he had become involved in; he
started a newspaper in Nauvoo to expose that fraud, but it, with the office, was destroyed by a
mob shortly after the first edition was printed. Men here whose honesty no one doubts, vouch
for the perfect truthfulness and superior abilities of the man. The career of JOSEPH SMITH, as
portrayed in this interview, is something fearful when we consider that he pretended to be an
oracle of God; but it was practically repeated in this valley. How a delusion so awful can
continue to hold in thralldom the minds of men in other ways sensible, is one of the marvels of
the age. A creed founded on fraud and enforced by assassination, here in this free country is
most strange. That any pure woman was ever persuaded to accept its cruelties is only
accountable on the theory that some women delight in sacrifice, if thereby they imagine that they
are serving God. How any Government with all the accumulating proof can sill regard this as a
religion and entrust with political power the men who entertained it, is beyond all
comprehension. To Gentiles of Utah this story of JOSEPH SMITH'S life and ways in Nauvoo;
the patching of one revelation to make it in accord with another; the preying upon women; the
financial dishonor; the treachery in politics; the means resorted to to silence enemies; they have
seen all this paralleled right here, and yet have seen the chief instrument in all the filth and
wickedness worshipped [sic] as a god. If it was possible here why was it not in Nauvoo? It
seems to us there is no remedy for the hallucination except to strike all power from this creed,
and all men who believe in it, and then compel the children to attend school and to study
mathematics and the other exact sciences, until their eyes shall be opened. The reference to the
wife of JOSEPH SMITH clears up much which has always been obscure. Had she been all that
the Saints here pictured her to be, her course could only be explained on the theory of woman's
devotion. If she and her husband were working in accord to delude the rabble, then the whole
thing is plain, because a vicious woman is more vicious than a vicious man. If she knew that
another man had to make good the sums belonging to others that her husband had spent, and felt
neither sorrow nor remorse, then she was bad clear through. If all SMITH'S property was in her
name, then she was bad clear through. A man may secure his wife a homestead; if, when rich,
he puts all his property in her name, it means he has acquired his means dishonestly, or is
meditating a steal.
DR. WYL AND WM. LAW.
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A Deeply Interesting Talk on Old Nauvoo Days.
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ASTOUNDING REVELATIONS OF DARKNESS
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Political Chicanery, Trickery, Deceit and Murder--Licentiousness
and Fraud--Drunkeness
and Avariciousness--Robbing Men of Their Money to Make Them Submissive--An
Unprecedented Interview.
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EDITOR
TRIBUNE:--In your issue of July 3rd, by your courtesy, we gave a copy each of three
letters from William Law, once one of the "heads" of the Mormon "Church," to Dr. W. Wyl.
Those letters spoke for themselves as from a truthful, conscientious and intelligent man, still
suffering in his feelings from his former connection with the religious and political fraud,
Mormonism. In the remarks accompanying the letters, in your paper, we stated that Dr. Wyl had
succeeded in obtaining an interview with the venerable Dr. Law--a privilege never accorded to
any interviewer before, and we said that it would be furnished ere long for the information and
study of your many readers.
In perusing this interview we are
impressed with the goodness of heart, the honestly of purpose, the hatred of imposition under
guise of religion and politics, and the remorse of soul in being caught in the meshes of such a
corrupt and deceitful class of religious adventurers and speculators, displayed by the good old
man; and we see, as well, the innocent, unsuspicious and confiding gentleman and Christian
becoming a dupe in the system by the pretension and sophistical arguments of the delusion.
Many fearful deeds and horrible acts were perpetrated in Nauvoo, of which he knew nothing,
and only whisperings and innuendoes caught his ear of many of the dark plots and secrets. But
when their trickery and treason became so bold and daring his eyes with those of many other
good men and women, were opened and they saw more and more that shocked their sensibilities
and they exposed the hypocrisy and schemes of the unholy priesthood. Like an honest man, that
had the courage of his convictions, he dared to beard the lions in their dens, dared to speak out,
and try to counteract the designs of the leaders. His statement of the false revelation on
polygamy is interesting as showing how it was tinkered up afterwards to make it more plausible,
and, also, that as in many of the so-called revelations of that church many alterations were
effected to deceive the credulous and uncritical. Poor innocent Mr. Law thought that Joe Smith
would repudiate the document and pronounce it false, but the dear Mrs. Law knew more of Joe's
falsity, impure teachings and practices than did the man, and she said at once that the false
prophet would declare it was from God.
The low cunning and deceit of Joe
and Hyrum Smith--par nobile fratrum!!--on the political
question is well exposed by their dragging in their God to father their little schemes. Let the
reader notice well how the brothers
WORKED AND DECEIVED
Both [sic] political parties to their selfish end. Joe's nefarious ending of the presumption and
double dealing is a study of itself that all those who sympathize with Mormon politics under the
mask of "rights" would do well to consider. It is no better now, and would be no better
hereafter--Mormonism never learns or improves. It is well-known that the heads and feet of the
Mormon Church pose and pretend that they are Democrats, but if both houses of Congress were
largely Republican the Mormons would be Republican too, to gain an end, especially Statehood.
This is proved beyond contradiction to be true by the fact that both "apostle" Geo. A. Smith and
"apostle" Geo. Q. Cannon, representing the "church" by Brigham's revelation were sent to and
presented themselves as Republicans delegates at the great Republican convention held a few
years ago in Philadelphia--they were rejected, however, and the American gentleman and patriot,
Judge McKean with another were accepted; and from the other fact that Geo. Q. Cannon, as
Delegate from Utah appeared upon the Records of Congress as Democrat and as Republican in
two different terms. Legislators, Americans, be not deceived by the apostles or prophets of
Mormonism either in politics or religion.
The testimony of Dr. Law is a
fearful arraignment of Emma, Joe's wife, but it is in accordance with other facts well known to
many here, and it ought to be a matter for the better class of Mormons, the Josephites, to reflect
upon--false, false, all false, the words and testimony she gave.
The ostracism that characterizes
Mormonism here existed in Nauvoo, and ever will with its leaders--like Ishmael, "their hand is
against every man, and every man's hand is against them." " [sic] But we hope that this expose
of the whole treasonable and deceitful theocratico-politico government which not only threatens
our liberties here but would sap the foundation of all just democratic government, will enable
some of our Mormon neighbors and Gentile sympathizers to diagnosis the disease that affects
the body politic.
But I give at once the interview
obtained by the intelligent, careful and persistent Dr. Wyl with the honest, truthful and
good-hearted Dr. Law. Let our readers ponder it carefully--it is worth more than gold:
Interview with Wm. Law. Mch. 30, 1887
Dr. William Law lives with
his son, Judge "Tommy" Law. The house is a fine cottage, large, well-kept grounds surround it.
We entered a cheerful looking room and there sat William Law, dressed in black, a
most venerable looking figure. The head has a striking expression of intelligence, the large clear
eyes are of a remarkably deep steel blue; the general impression is that of a thinker, of a
benevolent and just man. He greeted me in a fatherly way. I expressed my joy at seeing at last
so important a witness of a history, to whose study I had devoted two years.
I sat down near the venerable
figure. I hesitated to put any question to him, but he made my task easy by saying: "You speak,
in your book, of Joseph Smith having sent Rockwell to kill Governor Boggs. Let me tell you,
that Joe Smith, told me the fact himself. The words were substantially like this, "I
sent Rockwell to kill Boggs, but he missed him, it was a failure; he wounded him
instead of sending him to Hell."
This beginning gave me some
courage and I began the pumping business, in a cautious way, though, that I might not frighten
my subject. I had put down in my note book a score of questions or so. So I glanced over them
now and then, stealthily, and ventured this or that question, waiting till the good doctor would
get warm in the recollections of the past. This happened soon and then I could ask with more
liberty.
"What position had Rockwell in
Joseph's house?"
"Rockwell was the lackey of the
house. He used to comb and shave Joseph, blackened his boots and drove his carriage. He
would have done anything Joe wanted him to do. I never saw a horse or carriage belonging to
Rockwell which you say he got from Joseph for the attempt to kill Boggs."
The reader will easily understand
that I had particular reasons to ask about the Expositor, Wm. Law being the only
surviving publisher and editor of that celebrated sheet, born and killed June 7th, 1844. So I
began:
"I suppose that you
originated the Expositor, Doctor Law?"
"Yes, I originated the
idea to publish that paper. I had friends in many parts of the country. They knew
that I had become a member of the Mormon religion. I wanted to show them, by publishing the
paper, that I had not been in a fraud willingly (here the old man's eyes filled with tears and his
voice trembled). I started the idea, and my brother, Wilson, stood to me like a brother should. I
don't remember whether it was I, or not, who gave the name "Expositor." But I and my brother,
we gave the money, about $2000. I gave the biggest part. The Higbees etc., had scarcely a
dollar in it."
"You were well off at that time.
Dr. Law?"
"We had property to the amount of
about $30,000, which was a good deal in those days. We had farms in Nauvoo, city lots and our
residences. My brother had a fine brick two story building. By starting the Expositor
we lost nearly everything."
"Didn't you have a store and a
mill?"
"Yes, we had a large steam flour
and saw mill and a store. It would have been the smart thing to do, to remain quiet, sell our
property without noise for what we could get and move away. That would have been smart, but
I wasn't cool and smart then. I wanted to do my duty and nothing else, and didn't care for the
consequences, not a bit. Many friends advised me to be smart and remain quiet, but I would not
hear of it and spoke my mind whenever an opportunity offered. When the Smiths saw that we
were against them, then they applied to us their usual system, that is, to freeze us
out. Secret orders went out that nobody could buy property without the permission of
Joseph Smith, Hyrum or the authorities, as they called them, so our property was practically
worthless. Yes, my brother Wilson stood to me like a man, fully, fearlessly. He died, here in
Shullsburgh, of a stroke of apoplexy, after an illness of three days, ten years ago. He was a very
fine and tremendously strong man. He wrestled with Joe in Nauvoo and threw him on his
back."
"How did you become a Mormon,
Doctor?"
"John Taylor and Almon W.
Babbitt came as missionaries to Canada and preached where I lived, twenty-five miles south of
Toronto. I believe that Taylor was sincere then and I believe he was to a late day.
Finally the greed of power and money killed his conscience. There was, now and then, a good
man in Mormondom, for instance Wm. Marks. He was a very good man and knew as little of
the secret crimes of the leaders as I knew myself."
"The letters you wrote me, made
me suppose that the Smiths tried to kill you when they saw an enemy in you?"
"They tried to get rid of me in
different ways. One was by poisoning. I was already out of the church when Hyrum
called one day and invited me for the next day to a reconciliation dinner as he called
it, to his house. He said Joseph would come, too. He invited me and my wife. He was very
urgent about the matter, but I declined the invitation. Now I must tell you that I, in those
dangerous days, did not neglect to look out somewhat for the safety of my person and that I kept
a detective or two among those who were in the confidence of the Smiths. That very same
evening of the day on which Hyrum had been to my house inviting me, my detective told me that
they had conceived the plan to poison me at the reconciliation dinner. Their object was a double
one. My going to the dinner would have shown to the people that I was reconciled and my death
would have freed them of an enemy. You may imagine that I didn't regret having declined that
amiable invitation."
"Have you had any knowledge of
cases of poisoning in Nauvoo, ordered by the authorities?"
"I know that several men, six or
seven, died under very suspicious circumstances. Among them were two secretaries of the
prophet, Mulholland and Blaskel Thompson. I saw Mulholland die and the symptoms looked
very suspicious to me. Dr. Foster, who was a very good physician, believed firmly that those six
or seven men had been poisoned, and told me so repeatedly."
"What may have been the reason
for poisoning the secretaries?"
(With a smile) "They knew too
much, probably."
"What do you know about the
Danites?"
"Nothing of my personal
knowledge. They existed, but their workings were kept very secret. I never belonged to the
initiated. Smith tried very hard to get them to kill me. One day my detective told me, that two
Danites had gone to Joseph and told him that they wanted to put me out of the way. Joseph said:
"Don't--he (Law) is too influential; his death would bring the country down upon us;
wait." Later when I was thoroughly aware of my danger, they tried in all manners to
use me up and had Danites all day and night after me, but I looked out and kept myself safe.
Whatever there was of crime in Nauvoo, was kept secret. On the outside everything looked nice
and smooth. There were lots of strangers every Sunday as visitors and then the best speakers
were put on the stand as samples of the fruits of this fine religion."
"Did Emma, the elect lady, come
to your house and complain about Joseph?"
"No. She never came to my house
for that purpose. But I met her sometimes on the street and then she used to complain,
especially because of the girls whom Joseph kept in the house, devoting his attention to them.
You have overrated her, she was dishonest."
"Do you mean to say that she was
so outside of the influence Joseph had over her?"
"Yes, that is exactly what I mean.
Let me tell you a case, that will be full proof to you. Soon after my arrive in Nauvoo the two
L[awrence] girls came to the holy city, two very young girls, 15 to 17 years of age. They had
been converted in Canada, were orphans and worth about $8000 in English gold. Joseph got to
be appointed their Guardian, probably with the help of Dr. Bennett. He naturally put the gold in
his pocket and had the Girls sealed to him. He asked me to go on his bond as a guardian, as
Sidney Rigdon had done. "It is only a formality," he said. Foolishly enough, and not yet
suspecting anything, I put my name on the paper. Emma complained about Joseph's living with
the L[awrence] girls, but not very violently. It is my conviction that she was his full
accomplice, that she was not a bit better than he. When I saw how things went I should
have taken steps to be released of that bond, but I never thought of it. After Joseph's death, A.
W. Babbitt became guardian of the two girls. He asked Emma for a settlement about the $8000.
Emma said she had nothing to do with her husband's debts. Now Babbitt asked for the books
and she gave them to him. Babbitt found that Joseph had counted an expense of about $3000 for
board and clothing of the girls. Now Babbitt wanted the $5000 that was to be paid Babbitt, who
was a straight, good, honest, sincere man, set about to find out property to pay the $5000 with.
He could find none. Two splendid farms near Nauvoo, a big brick house, worth
from $3000 to $4000, the hotel kept by Joe, a mass of vacant town lots, all were in Emma's
name, not transferred later, but transferred from the beginning. She always looked out for her
part. When I saw how things stood I wrote to Babbitt to take hold of all the property left by me
in Nauvoo and of all claims held by me again in people in Nauvoo. And so the debt was paid by
me--Emma didn't pay a cent."
We had chatted about an hour
when Dr. Law said that he felt a little tired. I kept silent for a few minutes. The old gentleman
rallied very soon, and began to speak without being questioned.
"I told you that the Smiths tried to
poison me. When Joseph saw that I had no great appetite for reconciliation dinners, he tried
with the Indians. The plan was, that somebody should use me up who was not
openly connected with the church, he was yet afraid of the people because of my influence.
Later he would have killed me without any regard. One day about one hundred redskins came to
town and twenty or thirty were sent to my house. We tried to get rid of them, but could not and
we saw clearly that they had a dark plan for the night. But we had to keep them, gave them
blankets and they were all night in our hall. Wilson Law, I and some friends, though, kept good
watch all night, with barricaded windows and doors and guns and pistols ready."
"You have known the parents of
the prophet, old Lucy and old Joe, the Abraham of this new dispensation?"
"Oh, yes, I knew them. Old Lucy
was in her dotage at that time; she seemed a harmless old woman. Old Joe sold blessings, so
much a head, always in the same style--that my sons should be emperors and my daughters
mothers of queens, and that everybody should have as many children as there was sands on the
shore. Old Joe was an old tramp."
"How about Dr. Bennett?"
"Bennett was very smart and
clever, but a thorough scoundrel. Never could find out the reason of his downfall. Mrs. Pratt
was a most excellent, pure woman, but the fact that Bennett visited her sometimes, was used by
Joseph to ruin her character. He had his spies everywhere, and if a woman refused him, he sent
his fellows out to whisper stories around about her."
"What do you remember about
Emma's relations to the revelation on celestial marriage?"
"Well, I told you that she used to
complain to me about Joseph's escapades whenever she met me on the street. She spoke
repeatedly about that pretended revelation. She said once: "The revelation says I must
submit or be destroyed. Well, I guess I have to submit." On another day she said:
"Joe and I have settled our troubles on the basis of equal rights." * * * Emma was a
full accomplice of Joseph's crimes. She was a large, coarse woman, as deep a woman as there
was, always full of schemes and smooth as oil. They were worthy of each other, she was not a
particle better than he."
"You think that Joseph was an
infidel?"
"Yes, that he was I have not the
slightest doubt. What proofs have I? Well, my general and intimate knowledge of his character.
And is it possible that a man who ascribes all kinds of impudent lies to the Lord,
could have been anything else but an infidel?"
"Did you ever see the celebrated
peepstone?"
"No. I never saw it and I never
saw Joseph giving a revelation. But Hyrum told me once that Joseph, in his younger years,
used to hunt for hidden treasures with a peepstone."
"Was Joseph a habitual
drunkard?"
"I don't believe he was. I only saw
him drunk once. I found Joseph and Hyrum at a place where they kept quantities of wine. I
remember that Joseph drank heavily, and that I talked to Hyrum begging him to take his brother
away, but that was the only time I saw the prophet drunk."
"Have you ever heard of the old
woman that was drowned in the interest of the church?"
"I have heard of a woman being
put aside. They said she had been brought over the river and buried on an island near the shore
or on the other shore, near the water. But at that time I did not believe a word of rumors of this
kind, and did not investigate them."
"Did you ever hear of abortion
being practiced in Nauvoo?"
"Yes. There was some talk about
Joseph getting no issue from all the women he had intercourse with. Dr. Foster spoke to me
about the fact. But I don't remember what was told about abortion. If I heard things of the kind,
I didn't believe in them at that time. Joseph was very free in his talk about his women. He told
me one day of a certain girl and remarked, that she had given him more pleasure than any girl he
had ever enjoyed. I told him it was horrible to talk like this."
"What do you know about robbery
being practiced for the benefit of the church?"
"That sort of business was kept
very secret. Hyrum had once a very fine, bran [sic] new blue suit, and people told me the suit
was the produce of the spoils of the Gentiles. I have no doubt, that Hyrum played an
important role in this department of church affairs. I think I can prove it. There was one day a
"little council" called in Hyrum's office, and I was invited to come. Joseph called at my house
and took me to the little council. Eight or ten were present, all leaders in the church. Hyrum
made a long argument--said he: "The Missourians have robbed, plundered and murdered our
people. We should take our revenge on them as thoroughly as possible, and regain what we have
lost in Missouri. The simplest way would be if our people would go to Missouri and buy their
horses and cattle on credit and then not pay for them; and our merchants would go
to St Louis and take their large quantities of goods on credit and then, when the notes became
due, simply not pay them; our people always go there and pay for everything. That's foolish,
very foolish, but it is just the thing that, for instance, Brother Law is doing. He has paid
thousands of dollars there; but get all these things from them for nothing, horses, cattle and
goods, that would help the people wonderfully. Our merchants should transfer all they have--not
only their stock in trade, but their lots, houses and farms, too; to their wives and friends in
general, so that the creditors could not get a cent out of them." Some of those present applauded
the proposition, and said that would be only fair. I said nothing. Then somebody
said: Brother Law has said nothing. I said: This seems to me not only wrong and unjust, but at
the same time very ridiculous, because it is not practicable. You cannot buy horses and cattle on
credit without having established a credit by long trading; and as to St. Louis, I was always of the
opinion that the people there had been very good to the Mormons. So you would ruin your
friends to injure your enemies, punish the innocent to hurt the guilty. The St. Louis merchants
were surely not the men that persecuted you in Missouri. Hyrum got up, furious. ready to attack
me. But Joseph rose and said: "I move that we adjourn this meeting. Brother Law has said his
opinion, and that is all you wanted from him. Joseph went home with me and on the way he told
me that he shared my views fully, and that I had exactly spoken his mind. He praised me very
much for the justice and honesty of my views. 'I did not talk,' said he, 'since you took the very
words from my lips.' I need not tell you, that this was diplomacy on Joseph's part, but Hyrum
hated me from that moment, and never forgave me for what I had said at that little council. But
Hyrum hated me for another reason."
"Was that in the robbery line,
too?"
"No. That was from a political
reason. It was because I opposed him in the dirty political trade he made with Hoge against
Walker. Walker had bought Joseph's influence by declaring that the city charter of Nauvoo
secured the habeas corpus. I stood by them when Joseph promised that he should
have nine out of every ten Mormon votes. But Hyrum went to Galena to meet the Democratic
convention there, and promised the support of the church to Mr. Hoge for a seat in
Congress. Yes, General Hyrum Smith was to sit in Congress next year. Saturday came
and I went to Hyrum and had a talk with him. He said he would tell the people to vote for Hoge,
and I said I would oppose him on the stand. He made objections but finally had to consent to my
speaking on the stand in this matter. When it came to the speaking in public Hyrum did all he
could to obstruct me by putting longwinded speakers on the stand, one after the other, so that it
was nearly dark when I got on the stand. Now, I showed the people how shamefully they had
treated Mr. Walker, and I made such an impression that they began to shout for Mr. Walker.
Then, Hyrum jumped on the stand and declared that he had a revelation from the Lord, that the
people should vote for Mr. Hoge. This was Saturday. Sunday morning I went to Joseph and told
him what Hyrum had done. We went over to the meeting and Joseph told Hyrum what I had
said. Hyrum insisted that he had had a revelation. Oh, said Joseph, if this is a revelation, then it
is all right, and he went on the stand and said to the people: 'My office is so high, that I could
not think of bothering the Lord with political affairs. But brother Hyrum has had a
revelation--when the Lord speaks let the people obey.'"
"Had you ever some dramatic
scene with Joseph about the difficulties between you and him?"
"He avoided me. But once I got
hold of him in the street and told him in very plain terms what I thought of him. I said:
'You are a hypocrite and a vulgar scoundrel, you want to destroy me.' Instead of
knocking me down, which he could have done very easily, being so much bigger and stronger
than I, he went away hurriedly without uttering a single word."
"Were you in Nauvoo when the
Expositor was destroyed?"
"No. I was in Carthage. There
was a meeting at the court house, many people were present and it was considered what should
be done regarding the Mormons. I think Stephen A. Douglas was present at the meeting. My
friends urged me to come to Carthage with the press immediately. No conclusion was arrived at,
however. The same evening we went home and when we came to Nauvoo we rode over our
type, that was scattered in the street, and over our broken office furniture. The work of Joseph's
agents had been very complete; it had been done bv a mob of about 200. The building, a new,
pretty brick structure, had been perfectly gutted, not a bit had been left of anything."
"Had anything been prepared for a
second number?"
"Yes, the inside of number two
had been set up. Seeing what had been done, I my abode, for safety's sake, at my brother's. I left
Nauvoo on a large new steam ferry-boat, which transported me, my family and my brother to
Burlington, Iowa. While we had people packing our things in my house, we rode, my brother
and I, through the city in an open carriage, to show that we were not afraid."
"Did yon ever see Joseph again
after you left Nauvoo?"
"Only once. I saw him in
Carthage at the trial. We spoke not to each other and he seemed greatly preoccupied. We left
Nauvoo on the second day after the passing of the ordinance which put the press under the
absolute will of Joseph and his creatures. This ordinance gave them power to
imprison and fine us at liberty."
"What opinion have you of
Governor Ford?"
"Ford made a good impression
upon me; he was surely a good, straight man."
"What kind of a life did the
prophet lead in Nauvoo?"
"Joseph lived in great plenty. He
entertained his friends and had a right good time. He was a jolly fellow. I don t think that in his
family tea and coffee were used, but they were served to the strangers when he entertained as
tavern-keeper. At least, I suppose so. The Smiths had plenty of money. Why, when I came to
Nauvoo I paid Hyrum $700 in gold for a barren lot and at that rate they sold any amount of lots
after having got the land very cheap, to be sure. Their principle was to weaken a man in his
purse, and in this way take power and influence from him. Weaken everybody, that was their
motto. Joseph's maxim was, when you have taken all the money a fellow has got, you can do
with him whatever you please."
"What became of Dr.
Bennett?"
"The last thing I heard of him was
that he went up the river with a large lot of fancy fowls, a speculation of his."
"What do you know about the
revelation on polygamy?"
"The way I heard of it was that
Hyrum gave it to me to read. I was never in a High Council where it was read, all stories to the
contrary notwithstanding. Hyrum gave it to me in his office, told me to take it home and read it
and then be careful with it and bring it back again. I took it home, and read it and showed it to
my wife. She and I were just turned upside down by it; we did not know what to do. I said to
my wife, that I would take it over to Joseph and ask him about it. I did not believe that he would
acknowledge it, and I said so to my wife. But she was not of my opinion. She felt perfectly sure
that he would father it. When I came to Joseph and showed him the paper, he said: 'Yes, that is a
genuine revelation.' I said to the prophet: 'But in the Book of Doctrine and Covenants there is a
revelation just the contrary of this.' 'Oh,' said Joseph, 'that was given when the
church was in its infancy, then it was all right to feed the people on milk, but now it is necessary
to give them strong meat' We talked a long time about it, finally our discussion became
very hot and we gave it up. From that time on the breach between us became more open and
more decided every day, after having been prepared for a long time. But the revelation gave the
finishing touch to my doubts and showed me clearly that he was a rascal. I took the revelation
back to my wife and told her that Joseph had acknowledged it. 'That is what I fully expected.'
said she. 'What shall we do?' said I. She advised me to keep still try to sell my property quietly
for what I could get. But I did not follow her advice. My heart was burning. I wanted to tread
upon the viper."
"You returned the revelation to
Hyrum?"
"Yes, I did. I was astonished to
see in your book that the revelation was such a long document. I remember
DISTINCTLY that the original given me by Hyrum was MUCH
SHORTER. It covered not more than two or three pages of foolscap. The
contents are substantially the same, but there was not that theological introduction. The thing
consisted simply in the command of doing it, and that command was restricted to the High
Priesthood and to virgins and widows. But as to Joseph, himself,
the Lord's chosen servant, it was restricted to virgins only, to clean vessels, from
which to procure a pure seed to the Lord."
"In what manner would Joseph
succeed to keep you and others from knowing what was going on behind the curtain?"
"Marks, Yves, I and some others
had, for a long time, no idea of the depravity that was going on. This was simply the result of a
very smart system adopted by the prophet and his intimate friends like Brigham Young, Kimball
and others. They first tried a man to see whether they could make a criminal tool out of him.
When they felt that he would not be the stuff to make a criminal of, they kept him outside the
inner circle and used him to show him up as an example of their religion, as a good, virtuous,
universally respected brother."
"Was Joseph a coward?"
"Yes, he was a coward and so was
Hyrum. You see it already in the fact that when I attacked him on the street with most violent
words, he did not dare to answer a word."
"How did the prophets
dress?"
"Joe and Hyrum were always
dressed well, generally in blue, sometimes in black. Joseph was a fine man, no doubt of it."
"How was it with Joseph's
wrestling?"
"The forces of the prophet in this
line have been exaggerated. My brother Wilson wrestled once with him and he laid him down
on the floor like a baby. Wilson could throw a lead bar much farther than Joe could. But
Wilson was an uncommonly fine and strong man, over 6 feet. He could hold a weight of 56
pounds on his little finger and write his name on the wall in big letters. Joseph was flabby; he
never worked at anything and that probably made him so. Rockwell did everything about the
house."
"Had you any idea that there was a
sort of conspiracy to kill Joseph in jail?"
"No. I had no idea, no idea. I had
been ruined by that man; all my property was gone; all my dearest illusions destroyed, and
through my connection with him I got a black spot on my life, which will pain me to the very
last minute of my existence. But I tell you [The old gentlemen buried his head in his hands and
when he removed them, his eyes were wet.] I tell you, no, if I had had any idea of any such
scheme, I would have taken steps to stop it. I have always considered the killing of
Joseph Smith a wrong action. It is my opinion that he deserved his fate fully, much more than
thousands of men who paid the penalty of their crime to Judge Lynch--but I would have
preferred that he should have been tried by court and sent to the Penitentiary."
"Did you practice medicine in
Nauvoo, Doctor?"
"Only occasionally. I came to
Nauvoo with money. I had had a mill in Canada, already. Joseph said to me: 'You must not be a
doctor here. Buy lands, build mills and keep a store to keep you running. As to practicing and
not making anything, let some Gentiles come and do that. You look out for business
and profit. I practiced, however, occasionally. Once John Taylor was taken with a very
malignant fever. He was treated by his regular physician. I think Dr. Wells was his name. He
grew worse and worse. At last I was called in, saw him and prescribed for him. They
followed my prescriptions and he got better. This is, I believe, the worst thing I did in Nauvoo
or anywhere else!" --Dr. Law followed this joke with a chuckle, so as to give me to understand
that it was a sin to cure so great a rascal.["]
"What kind of men were the other
editors of the Expositor?"
"Dr. Foster was a fine physician
and surgeon and a very agreeable, lively, interesting man. The Highees had been very good
friends of Joseph in Missouri and had served his cause there with a kind of boyish enthusiasm.
Frank died long ago and Chauncey only lately. He had studied law, was an attorney and sat on
the bench for a while. He was quite intelligent. The father of the Higbees had been an excellent
man. He died rather suddenly, and from that time there was something between his boys and
Joseph."
"What kind of a physician was Dr.
Bennett?"
"He was a physician of the old
school. I could not say whether he was very successful as a doctor or not. He was so much
occupied for Joseph, that he had no time to attend the sick."
"Did Joseph pay any salary to this
Bismarck of his?"
"I don't know, but in that
honeymoon of favor, which he enjoyed in his first Nauvoo time, Joseph gave him surely all he
wanted."
"Did you ever hear Joseph speak
of his money?"
"Oh yes, he used to boast of his
riches. He expressed the opinion, that it was all important that he should be rich. I heard him
say myself, 'it would be better that every man in the church should lose his last cent, than that I
should fall and go down.'"
After pumping the dear, good old
Doctor for two hours. I relaxed my hold on him and our conversation began to run on in an
easier style. He made some interesting remarks, still, indeed he didn't say anything that wasn't
interesting, every instance bearing the strong impress of his keen intelligence and interesting
strong, manly character. Let me quote one more detail. Said Wm. Law: "What saved me from
death in 1844 was, 1, my caution; 2, the devotion of my detectives and 3, Joseph himself. He
had inculcated into the minds of his followers the rule, that the "heads" of the church must be
safe before all. This became a strong superstition in the minds of his people, so strong that they
did not dare to touch me. And he himself feared me so much because of my popularity and good
standing, that he tried for a long time to put me out of the way in a manner that the church could
not be charged with it. At last, however, he became desperate and would have killed me in any
manner--but then it was too late in the day."
What I got out of the venerable
Patriarch, William Law, the friends of the study of Mormon History owe entirely to the masterly
tact and diplomacy of Judge Law, the son of the good Doctor. Judge Tommy J. Law is an
attorney and the publisher of a very successful weekly paper. He is a splendid figure of a man,
with a flowing beard, every inch a whole hearted, frank gentleman. He venerates his father and
the memory of his mother. "My father," he says proudly, "was considered the best speaker in the
Mississippi valley; many men said he would have beaten Beecher had he followed that career. I
heard him myself some thirty years ago, deliver a Fourth of July speech. He kept his audience
spellbound, his influence was truly magnetic. Wilson Law was one of the finest and strongest of
men, but intellectually he was below my father. He was a few years older and died 70 years old.
He had been a farmer for many years. We are five boys, two are lawyers, two doctors, and one is
a merchant. John is a leading physician in Leadville, Colorado. He is 45 years. The merchant,
now a man of about 54, R. S. Law, lives in California. William Law junior lives in Chicago and
is a very successful law practitioner. W. R. Law, a physician, about 40 years old (the youngest)
lives in Darlington, Wisconsin. Our only sister, Mrs. Douglas, is the wife of the president of the
Shullsburgh Bank. My mother was a most excellent woman, good to the people in the highest
degree, charitable, visiting the sick. Everybody loved her and the whole country turned out
when she was buried. My father received a terrible shock through her death. I don't believe
there was ever a happier couple. For many months after her death he used to break down
whenever he saw anybody who had known her. We all thought he would follow her soon. But
he rallied, though he is yet unable to speak of her without tears. What has been said about
Joseph having made an attempt on her is not true. In such a case my father would not have
started a paper against him--he would have shot his head off. No man can be more delicate and
conscientious about the relations of husband and wife and more apt to be terrible in such a case,
than my father. Two years ago he had an attack of pneumonia. My brother came from Leadville
and nursed father for two weeks. His life was despaired of but he rallied once more. He said at
that time: "Well, my life has anyhow been a failure." Nobody can cure him of this
idea, that Mormonism has ruined his career. A man less sensitive, less retiring would have made
capital out of what he knew, lectured all over the country, etc. After leaving Burlington, Iowa,
my father came to Wisconsin and lived for many years on a farm. He was the confidential
physician of all his neighbors for ten miles around, the most popular physician there ever was.
We always want him to give up practicing, but there are so many people who absolutely must
have Dr. Law when they are sick.
"Yes, I was once in Utah, I saw
Brigham Young but had no talk with him. One of his brothers, a very stout man, who kept a
store, told me not to be on the street after dark. 'There are always some hotheaded young
fellows,' said he, 'who would think of gaining great merit and reputation if they would injure a
man of your kind. It is so very difficult to control them--so you had better keep at home after
dark.'"
This is what Judge Law told me
about the history of the Law family: "My father was born in Ireland, Tyrone County, his parents
were of Scottish descent. They emigrated to America, when William Law was nine years old.
He lived with his parents for years in Pennsylvania; he studied in Philadelphia and Pittsburg
[sic]. His father was a wealthy farmer. Wm. Law later emigrated to Canada and married there a
lady of the Silverthorn family and lived there till he went to Nauvoo. Wilson Law never lived in
Canada. William Law was the youngest of five brothers, and he is the only surviving one."
I have tried hard to verify Judge
Law's opinion about his father by asking lots of people in Shullsburgh and on the train. I heard
nothing but "Oh, Dr. Law is a fine old gentleman; the most popular man we have round here."
Mr. Sheaby, who keeps the hotel, in which I spent two days, said: "Dr. Law is a good, fine old
man, honest and very kind to the people. I don't think that this old man has a single enemy, and
his wife was loved by everybody, too, she was the soul of kindness."
The good Doctor had been quite
sick for a good many weeks and it was very doubtful, whether he would receive me or not.
Judge Law convinced him, that I was a pretty decent fellow and succeeded in getting admission
for me, though the Doctor had said, pretty energetically, when he heard of my arrival: "I
don't want to be interviewed." When I had finished my operations, the Dr. said: "I hope
you will do the Laws more justice now"--and he said it with a good, dear look in those
wonderfully eloquent, steel-blue eyes.
There is nothing in the aspect of
the old gentleman that indicates 78 summers, except the white hands, that tremble a little. I
said: "God bless you, Dr. Law," when I went to the door. I looked round and I couldn't help
it--went back to shake his hand once more. I held out both hands; he put aside his black staff
and grasped both my hands, and gave me such a hearty, warm, good shake. I said: "Doctor, be
cheerful. You will live twenty years yet like William of Prussia. The Williams are a good race,
I belong to it myself."
There is a strong resemblance
between the Law and the Godbe movement and still a stronger one between the great heart of
Wm. Law and the deep, unselfish, noble soul of Wm. S. Godbe. The rebellions of 1844 and
1870, both came from great hearts, that had been destroyed by the lies and driven to despair by
the cruel egotism of the Mormon leaders. And while speaking of hearts crushed by Mormonism,
was there ever a kinder, a purer, a braver one than that beating in the bosom of Mrs. Sarah Pratt?
And was this grand woman's heart not martyrized a thousand times worse, than those of our
justly celebrated friends Law and Godbe? Men can resist, oppose, fight and wound and finally
win and overthrow--but the wife and mother, what is her prize? The tears of her children on her
grave--that is all. Well, may the Lord--not Joe's Lord--bless those three Great souls and all those
excellent friends that helped me to study and understand Mormon History; and may they all see
the downfall of one of the greatest infamies in human history. God bless them all and may He
bless the great, good, patriotic paper, the joy of the student, the consolation of the philosopher,
the hope of the Gentile and Mormon sufferer. THE SALT LAKE TRIBUNE! W.WYL.
SUCH AN INTERVIEW
As the foregoing has never before been published on the Mormon question. It may aid the
cause of liberty in Utah, and prevent the success of Mormon movements looking towards
Statehood. To some Mormons it may help to bring them to the standstill and make them think
of the origin and development of this stupendous fraud; but to the mass of the people who may
read it, yet the majority may never see it, we fear that they are in as hopeless a condition as was
the ancient Ephraim. "He (Ephraim) is joined to his idols, let him alone."
INVESTIGATOR
Salt Lake City, July 23, 1885 [sic].
The William Law Letters:
The Letters of William Law to
Dr. William Wyl, The Daily Tribune, Tuesday, July 3, 1887The original
correspondence between Law and Wyl that lead to the above interview. These letters provide an
important post-script to the interview--providing a look a Law's struggles with Mormonism and
his reluctance to talk about it or grant interviews.
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