In his next, rather Pooteresque letter, Fred has taken to telling Oscar where he will be in the hope that he will turn up:
The trouble of thy thoughts this night in sleep
Affects me equally; nor can I like
This uncouth' dream, of evil sprung I fear […]
Fareweel, my rhyme-compoſing billie! / Your native ſoil was right ill-willie; / But may ye flouriſh like a lily, / Now bonilie! / I'll toaſt ye in my hindmoſt gillie, / Tho' owre the Sea!
In 1849 the Mormons organized a free and independent government and erected the State of Deseret, with Brigham Young as its head. But the very next year Congress deliberately snubbed it and created the Territory of Utah out of the same accumulation of mountains, sage-brush, alkali and general desolation, -- but made Brigham Governor of it.
