This is a reader's theater, which can be performed with adults and youth. It was performed in Santa Clarita and Valencia California Stakes during their handcart treks. It was written at the request of our Stake President in 2011 by Patricia A. Hanrion. It was researched and based on accounts of several handcart treks that were documented and also used stories in personal Journals during the trecks that took place in the fall of 1856-1860. All references are listed.
Dedicated to those Saints in the handcart companies who never saw their “Beautiful
Handcarts to
(may request abbreviated version by contact with patgunny@gmail.com)
The bugle sounds: participants and audience
gather around the campfire.
The setting is minimalist
“in the round or half circle” with wagons, "hand carts" gathered around a fire ring. Cast is placed on boxes and stumps, enough for the performers to use as the stage.
Presented as a
reader’s theater with acting, some movement and emotion, without the need to memorize the script; participants
should be skilled enough to deliver feeling and emotion with limited rehearsals.
Audience can be seated
on stumps and quilts on the floor, or traditional seating.
Parts one, two and
three can be presented in one evening (as the abbreviated version indicates) or two and three afternoons or evenings can take place in other venues, using a similar setting
with easy transport to a trek site.
Optional Portable
screen behind the setting to project gobo or digital scene:
Other options Can lead in with digital projection
of emigration from
During
the 2nd and 3rd parts optional projection of appropriate trek
scene and during the singing of “Come,
Come ye saints” slides of pioneer scenes or youth during trek.
Cast for Handcarts to
Accent plains crossing
Brother Edward Martin
5th
HHC Captain
Brother Archer Walters
(English) 1st HHC Capt. Ellsworth
Brother J.D.T. McAllister 3rd wagon
train
Brother William Clayton
(English) 1st wagon train Capt. Young
Sister Mary Bathgate (English) 2nd HHC Capt. McArthur
Sister Isabelle Park (English) 2nd HHC Capt. McArthur
Brother Kirkar Sarkis (Armenian) 1890 wagon train
Brother Arshak Sarkis (Armenian) 1890 wagon train
Sister Arick Sarkis (Armenian)
1890 wagon
train
Sister Sarah Egan 6th HHC Capt. Evans
Brother Charles Gregory (Irish) 5th HHC Capt. Martin
Sister Mary Gregory (Irish)
5th HHC Capt. Martin
Brother Joseph Roberts (English) 3rd HHC Capt. Bunker
Sister Emily Hill (English) 5th HHC Capt. Martin
Jim Bridger 1800’s Mountain-man
Music:
Cheer Saints Cheer
Come Come ye Saints
High on a Mountain Top
Oh Ye Elders of
As Sisters in
Now Let Us Rejoice
Not included in song book
“Prayer Song” from “The Order is Love”, only main cast sings as indicated
Instruments Needed:
Bugle
Concertina, Harmonica, violin, guitar, can also use recorded instrument back-up
Props:
For each member in the audience a Company Trek Guide Book,
Page one
and two are rules and instructions for the trek
Followed by
the words to the seven hymns that will be sung
And Journal
pages
Sister Hill needs colander or a pot to tie to her apron
strings
Edward Martin: Military leadership
signification,
Pioneer period, humble and worn, including old footwear
hats, coats, shawls, and blankets are worn
Jim Bridger: Mountain Man Attire with skins and raccoon cap, can carry ax and or rifle
Cast clothing is fresh, no aprons, bonnets or hats
Wagon master, Brother
Martin: Dressed in pioneer clothing, as are all participants, who are seated on
the stumps placed around the risers: (Jim Bridger only is seen in Part two)
(At the conclusion of
the roll call he begins to address the entire company, the audience becomes
part of the Martin Company)
Introduction Brother Martin: Can be cut...
My Dear Brethren and Sisters:
The Saints have been scattered by persecution from
Pottawattamie
Along with Brother Willie, who departed July 15 ...we will be the last group to leave this year. There are plans for five additional companies in the next few years to be led by Brothers Evans, Robinson, Stoddard, Rowley and Christiansen. In all we shall be nearly 3,000 souls to journey across the plains pulling handcarts. I pray we will all complete the journey safely...even though it is late in the season”
It is prudent at this meeting that I advise you of the order of things. When you hear the bugle call as you did this evening you shall report immediately to the fire circle area. No exceptions. This is the rule and important for organization and accountability for all who are to make this momentous journey.
Please refer to your Trek Guide Book so you can acquaint yourselves with its important contents. You should know that many of these hymns were gathered by the Prophet’s wife as a righteous prayer unto God. It is hoped that until more are composed the songs in this little book will serve to daily inspire and uplift as we march along.
Several in our company have prepared an opening song, led by Sister Gregory. You will find it in the book you have all received and can follow along on page three to learn the words and tune and for some it will assist you to learn your new language.
Song by Chorus:
“Cheer Saints Cheer”,
by J.F. Bell
Chorus:
Cheer, Saints Cheer!
We’re bound for peaceful
Cheer Saints, Cheer!
For that free and happy land!
Cheer, Saints, Cheer:
we’ll
We will be led by the power of His right hand!
Long, long in Bab’lon
we have liv’d in sorrow,
But God in His mercy
hath open’d up our way
“Hope points before,
and shows the bright tomorrow,
“Let us forget the
darkness of today.”
Chorus:
Cheer, Saints Cheer!
We’re bound for peaceful
Cheer Saints, Cheer!
For that free and happy land!
Cheer, Saints, Cheer:
we’ll
We will be led by the
power of His right hand!
Come; come away unto
the “hill of Zion;”
Come come away to the
temple of the Lord
Come ye and hear the
roaring of the lion
Where Ephraim’s
children tremble at the word
Chorus: (Third verse
left out for time constraints, could begin at 3,4,5)
Cheer, Saints Cheer!
We’re bound for peaceful
Cheer Saints, Cheer!
For that free and happy land!
Cheer, Saints, Cheer:
we’ll
We will be led by the
power of His right hand!
Away far away to the
everlasting mountains
Away far away to the
valley of the west
Away far away to
yonder gushing fountains
Where all the faithful
in latter days are blest
Chorus:
Cheer, Saints Cheer!
We’re bound for peaceful
Cheer Saints, Cheer!
For that free and happy land!
Cheer, Saints, Cheer:
we’ll
We will be led by the
power of His right hand!
Sing; sing aloud the
song of adoration
Yea sing aloud for the
goodness of our King
Ye who are blest to
see this great salvation
Lift up; your voices
and make the mountains ring
Chorus:
Cheer, Saints Cheer!
We’re bound for peaceful
Cheer Saints, Cheer!
For that free and happy land!
Cheer, Saints, Cheer:
we’ll
We will be led by the
power of His right hand!
Official Part One: Brother Martin:
Since you all have your booklets out at this time I will
begin to acquaint you with the “
Everyone follow along as I review, and those who cannot
read, or do not speak English, take heed that we will have classes after supper
on Mondays and Wednesdays to help you with your speech. Every five adults will
be assigned to a cart and I have also appointed teamsters of carts and captains
of tens and twenties who are to report any difficulty or infraction of the
rules. For some it may even be that
eight youth will be assigned to a young family.
Also be apprised that there is only one supply wagon for every 15
handcarts so be very frugal in your packing.
Some of these wagons have mules but others will be pulled by Oxen which
take a bit of skill to control. If anyone has experience with these beasts
please see me after this meeting. Now Lets
Begin!
1. First, you
shall be called to wake by morning bugle at 5:00 AM (
2. This will be followed
by two hours to cook, eat, and feed any stock you have brought along, tend to
any other chores and prepare yourselves for the days travel.
3. At 7:00 am the
camp is to move at the sound of the bugle.
4. A teamster is a
strong man who can handle the stock and know how to handle a gun. Each assigned teamster is to stay beside his
wagon, or cart with a loaded gun or have it at the ready where it can quickly
be put into action.
5. Extra men are to
walk opposite a cart with your firearm on your shoulder.
6. No man may leave
his post unless he obtains permission from his commanding officer.
7. No one may stray
from the train of carts due to the risk of wild animals or Indians, or snakes.
8. In case of danger or
hostile attack we will travel double...that means two abreast or if space permits
four carts abreast until the fear has removed itself. I will give that order to my captains of
tens, fifties and hundreds.
9. When asked by a
leader of equal or higher rank to accomplish a task or to assist another, you
are to respond with immediate compliance.
10. Travel is to be
silent, or at the very least with little noise.
Keep voices down, no running, or horse play is permissible at any
time. Reverence is the rule of the
day. Mothers do your best to quiet your
infants.
11. Ev’en-time, after
the dinner meal we will move one mile past our dead fires before we put up our tents.
12. The order of
encampment is to be a circle with the handle of the cart to the outside, wheel
to wheel for protection.
13. Tents will be pitched, and stock tied in the center of
the circle.
14. After the bugle has sounded at 8 and a half p.m. or in
the case of a threat the captains will silently direct you to evening prayers,
you will have ½ hour before you are required to retire.
15. You are to maintain still and quiet throughout the night,
so we do not attract the attention of Indian or beast.
16. Men assigned to night guard are to remain alert as the safety of the company will be in your hands.
Because of announcements by missionaries overseas and in the
Millennial Star, many of you have sacrificed friends, family, and your familiar
homeland as you’ve strived to join the saints in
The report from your ship captains was that you left a favorable impression. You were said to be orderly and clean, and those who sailed in my ship, I already know were of exemplary conduct. You all need to maintain this behavior if we are to have a safe journey.
To those of you who have signed agreements or made your
mark on a contract to use the Perpetual Emigration Fund, I have been instructed
by Brother Brigham to review your financial obligation. Brother Walters, who is
my immediate captain, will read the agreement.
Brother Walters: (clears throat and reads from document)
“We do severally and jointly promise and bind ourselves to
continue with and obey the instructions of the agent (that would be, Brother
Martin) appointed to superintend our passage thither that we will receipt for
our passages previous to arriving in Utah we will hold ourselves our time and
our labor subject to the appropriation for the Perpetual Emigrating Fund
Company until the full cost of our emigration is paid with interest.”
(Nods at Brother
Martin and sits down)
Brother Martin:
Thank you, Brother Walters...When the
Emigration fund was first announced at General Conference in 1849, $5,000 was immediately
donated to assist Saints wishing to gather to
(Looks around to find
sisters)
Sisters Mary Bathgate, and Isabella Park both had need of
the fund... will you Ladies please tell us of your journey from England? (Both sisters come forward)
My friend and I heard the missionaries in our tiny English country hamlet. We recognized the truth of their words immediately, Didn’t we Bella (looks over at Isabella who nods) and were forthwith baptized. Being widows we were without family or script but we could both sew quite well so made kid-gloves and sold them to obtain most of the money we needed for travel, but for a certain portion we requested to use the fund.
We had need of the Emigration fund for we were afraid if we waited too long, we would never see Zion since we are both over 60 years old and are not as spry as in the past.
Sister Bathgate: (interrupts)
Speak for yourself! (Gives crusty look)
We bid farewell to our homeland and sailed with over 500
other saints on the good Ship “Enoch Train”.
After six weeks on the ocean cooking our own meals and with little space
to sleep we docked in
Elder John Taylor of the Quorum of the twelve apostles boarded our boat before we sailed, quite a handsome man may I say...
Sister Bathgate: Don’t be so forward Isabelle.
Sister Bathgate: (Pulls Bella back from following Brother
Walters)
We are strong women and plan to walk the entire way so...do not think we will slow down the train as we have the wind of the Lord at our backs and the gospel to guide us.
(Mary is trying to
maintain her dignity, but underneath her denial is looking for a man)
Brothers and Sisters, we should rejoice in the inspiration of our Prophet Brigham Young to use these hand carts because our travel will not be hampered by the slowness of oxen or time lost searching for missing animals as in the earlier covered wagon companies. Parley Pratt said a family of five needed three yoke of oxen, two cows, two beef cattle and three sheep. The extra time required to travel with so much livestock has contributed to much illness and fatigue. Also, many items needed for travel are now very costly because of the gold-rush and we can conserve our resources by using these handcarts. Another blessing is that there will be few animals to tempt the Indians so we should not need to devote as much care in guarding our company. This will save energy for the labor of pulling our carts. And each day we shall grow stronger and stronger. With handcart travel we should encounter no delays, well... unless the weather changes, or there is an early winter in the mountains, but there has not been a severe winter in many years.
Along the way, each cart will take its turn leading the
company so as to divide the chore of breaking the road. Scouts will ride ahead to look out the route
and assure our safety.
The trail we travel should be a good hard road, packed by
those who have gone before us.
Be advised, we will not follow the Oregon Trail because we
do not want to encounter those travelers from
Brother Kirkar Sarkis:
(stands up with hat in hand...shy, wife
and his brother also stand)
Brother Martin I have a question regarding the taking of turns
leading the company? My wife and I have
come afar from
Sister Arick Sarkis: It is wretchedly true, Brother Martin, that Arshak joining us was to lighten my husbands load but now encumbers us and this because Arshak went to help another family.
Brother Martin: Dearest Brother and Sister, each individual, family and cart is to do its part to the ability it may, for some it will be a little, and for others more. I testify it is a joy to wear the workers’ seal and have a strong back to lend a hand for others...Of your turn to lead, do not be troubled, if you cannot meet this chore, I will gladly take your turn Brother Sarkis that you may care for your family.
Brother Arshak Sarkis: I thank you Brother Martin as I have been much troubled that
my affliction would hinder us from reaching the great valley. When we heard
Elders Pierce and Taylor speak of the gospel and the gathering to
Brother Martin: Now...are there any other questions about the journey as I have explained things so far?
Brother Charles
Gregory, (This couple has been whispering
and both stand) Brother Charles Gregory here, and my wife Mary, We came from
Sister Gregory: Yes...and how am I to cook without wood for fuel?
Brother Martin: (raises voice to reach all) To all you sisters who are worried you will have no wood to heat your water or cook your Johnny cakes you are not to give this a thought.
Brother Gregory, You are correct in that the grass is short and
cannot be used for fuel...but we will pass through buffalo country where I can
stand upon my cart and see more than ten thousand of these beasts...the meat is
very sweet and as tender as veal, it can be dried in the parched heat of the
day, and makes the best jerky I have ever tasted...but more than that, the dry
buffalo dung that many call chips, can be found everywhere, makes a very good hot
fire, adds no flavor to your food, and has no odor to speak of.
Sister Sarah Egan: (raises
hand and quickly stands) Is it true we must cross the
Brother Joseph Henry
Roberts: Oh Sister Egan, there’s no need to fret...I have been to the
Platt, The Platt river is a mile wide, but only an inch deep, it will not even
wet the top of your socks...it is a strange bit of water...too thin to plough
and too thick to drink. (The company laughs at his comment)
Brother Martin: All right everyone let us refrain from such jocularity, this is a serious meeting, and you must hear much more information before the bugle sounds for the train to move in the morning.
It is fortuitous that Brother Archer Walters, (pats him on shoulder) here is traveling
with this company and is a carpenter from
Brother Walters: Surely, Brother Martin, All My wife and five children have become acquainted with these two
fine ladies and most of the others in this company also, as nearly all of us
made sail on the ship Enoch Train. Since
we have arrived here in winter quarters I have not stopped working, turning
wheels and showing others how to assemble the carts. (Raises his voice and speaks to the group)
Now that you have reached this outfitting point you will
need to care for and pack your cart.
All carts are the width of a wide track wagon, about 3 feet;
it has a thimbles axle, with about a
2½ inch shoulder and 1 inch point. The box is 4 feet long with side and end pieces eight inches high. As directed by President Young, it is made of hickory wood without a particle of iron, with wheels made of Hard Hack wood, hooped and turned on a lathe, made strong and light. We have taken care to mortise the spokes and they are rounded to prevent sand from gathering. The cost has been kept low at the charge of $5 as there is no need for planing or polishing.
The wheelwrights have taken care to select good dry timber however, since we leave so late in the season the best wood is gone and some of the carts are made with green, soft wood, because we have not had the time to dry it out sufficiently. For that I am much aggrieved as I know some of the carts may be weaker than others. (Take deep breath)
When you have been assigned your cart you may wish to sew a
strip of ticking across the bars on the bed of the cart to protect your goods
and not rip your bags of flour.
Sister Emily Hill: Brother Martin, since my sister Julia and I Sailed with you
on the ship “
Brother Martin: Thank you Sister Hill for your willing hands...now; to go on, each adult may have 17 pounds of baggage including clothing bedding and utensils. Only one change of clothing is needed. I recommend you dispense with any wooden chests or heavy items as the cart can only carry 250 pounds of provisions. There will be a weigh-in tomorrow at 6 AM and please remember to present your Trek Guide Book along with your provisions to the company clerk as part of your weight allotment unless of course you carry it in your pocket.
Sister Parks: (Sister Parks jumps up again) Since you said that about carrying things...I know we can only have 17 pounds in the cart but if we carry something in a pocket or put it in a pack on our back...is that permissible Brother Martin?
Brother Martin: Why yes, that is permissible,
but don’t forget you will be pulling your cart and to have loaded pockets or a
heavy pack on your back will make your journey all the more difficult. And...Just make sure you don’t sneak
something back in your cart as they may be
re-weighed along the way to assure you have not over-burdened the teamster who
will be assigned to assist you sisters.
Sister Parks: Ohhh Mary, did you hear that we’ll be assigned a TEAMSTER.
Sister Bathgate: Shhh Bella, you are beginning to sound desperate.
Brother Martin: Now let’s continue with our instructions... (Clears throat) As you know there are five adults assigned to each wagon and
five wagons to each sleep tent. If you
have not seen the tents yet, you will observe they are supported in the center
by one stake and are of a round construction.
The twenty in your tent are to sleep with your feet to the tent pole and
your heads to the outside, much like the spokes of the wheels that will carry
us to
We pray that our hearts and our burdens will be light but we
know along the way we may have need to be uplifted so before we continue on
with our business I would like Brother McAllister to come up and tell us about
the song he has composed to cheer us on our way.
Brother J.D.T.
McAllister: (Nervous, excited) Hello my dear brothers and sisters. I am so full of joy to
be leaving to the mountains with this fine company. I
am a native of
I came here to gather to
I have been here at this outfitting point helping the first
emigrants prepare for their handcart trek.
At first I was chosen to lead the second handcart company but was later
made commissary and Brother McArthur is now taking my place leading that
company to
I am happy to say that several of our company has learned it
to show how spirited it can be...
Sister Gregory, and those who have already learned this tune please come forward and help us get started.
Chorus sings: (Spirited, lively, the group is enjoying
themselves)
“Handcart Song” (some verses may be cut)
Ye saints that dwell
on
To leave behind your
native land, for sure God’s judgments are at
hand
Prepare to cross the stormy main Before you do the Valley gain
And with faithful make
a start To cross the plains in
your handcart.
For some must push and some must pull As we go marching up the hill
So merrily on the way
we go Until we reach the
Valley Oh!
The land that boasts of liberty; You ne’re again may wish to see
While poor men toil to
earn their bread; And rich men are much
better fed,
And people boast of their great light; You see they are as dark as night
And from them you must
make a start; To cross the plains
with your handcarts
But some will say it is too bad; The Saints upon their feet to pad
And more than that to
push a load; As they go marching up
the road.
We say this is Jehovah’s plan. To gather out the best of men
And women too, for
none but they; Will ever gather in
this way
As on the way the carts are hurled; T’would very much surprise the world
To see the old and
feeble dame; Lending her hand to
push the same
The young girls they will dance and sing; The young men happier than a king
The children they will
laugh and play; Their strength increasing
day by day
But ere before the valley gained; We will be met upon the plains
With music sweet and
friends so dear; And fresh supplies our
hearts to cheer
Then with the music and the song; How cheerfully we’ll march along
So thankfully you make
a start; To cross the plains
with your hand carts.
When we get there amongst the rest; Industrious be and we’ll be blessed
And in our chambers be
shut in; While judgment cleanse
the earth from sin
For we’ll we know it will be so; God’s servants spoke it long ago
And tell us it’s high
time to start; To cross the plains
with our handcarts
Brother Martin: Thank you all for that rousing rendition and I hope we’ll gain strength from that happy little tune... (As chorus leaves...shakes hands, slaps on backs, in thanks)
Now...before we leave this resting place for our 1,300 mile trek, I feel inspired to share with you some of my impressions and experiences...
Our dear Prophet Joseph, long before he died, had discussed moving the church to the west and away from opposition. He made a request for protection from mob violence to President Martin Van Buren. His request was rejected by these words, ”Your cause is just, but I can do nothing for you”. Joseph asked for direction from the Lord and knew the church must move away from others to survive.
In 1842 he shared his
foreknowledge of the trek west when he said, “The saints will continue to
suffer much affliction yet and will be driven to the
Brigham Young later received a vision of Joseph Smith showing him a mountain and an ensign banner upon its peak saying “Build under the point where the colors fall and you will prosper and have peace.” This vivid picture has guided the Prophet to our place of refuge
I was there during the advance company arrival in
Latter Day Saints are bound in our faith to fulfill the prophecy to make the valley seen in that vision blossom as a rose. As your leader I am charged with the duty to help you reach that destination. Our journey may be one of trials, so to lift any sorrow and lighten burdens, I have seen that a special song be added to our guide book. We are fortunate to have traveling with us Brother William Clayton who wrote this song at the direction of President Young himself. “Brother, if you please... would you come and tell us about yourself and the hymn you wrote”.
Brother Clayton:
Well Brother Martin, I’m a native of Lancashire
I closed up my business and devoted myself to missionary
work in
I plan to form the Salt Lake Theatre Orchestra and hope that some in this company are musically inclined as I can always use a few more violins and wind instruments. I am most proud that I have been given responsibility for many church dealings, and consider myself a man of integrity.
As I said, I first crossed the plains in the company of President Young along with Brother Martin. When the journey progressed, many were sick with mountain fever and President Young was feeling great anxiety. We were 43 days out and camped at Locust creek near the Iowa-Missouri state line when I got news that my wife who was left behind in Nauvoo had given birth to a healthy boy. ( Mary and Belle give moan determining that he already has a wife) At the same time there were increased murmurings in the camp of Israel, Brother Young said to me “Brother Clayton, I want you to write a hymn that the people can sing at their campfires, in the evening, something that will give them succor and support, and help them to fight the many troubles and trials of the journey.
I withdrew, and within two hours returned with the hymn
“Come, Come Ye Saints”. The tune is of English origin and was called “All is
well”. But I gave it a new meaning and
tailored it to fit the wearying hardships, unfaltering faith and unconquerable
spirit of the Pioneers who were making the trip to the
Song “Come, Come ye
Saints” is led by Brother Clayton
Who sings first verse alone; cast joins in for second verse
Chorus joins in for third,
Then Brother Clayton
begins to lead and all audience invited to join in.
Come, come ye Saints, no toil nor labor fear, But with joy wend your way though hard to you this journey may appear, Grace shall be as your day. Tis better for for us to strive, Our useless cares from us to drive, Do this, and joy your hearts will swell—All is well! All is well!
Why should we mourn or think our lot is hard? ’Tis not so; all is right!
Why should we think to earn a great reward, if we now shun the fight?
Why should we think to earn a great reward, If we now shun the fight?
Gird up your loins, fresh courage take, Our God will never us forsake;
and soon we’ll have this tale to tell—All is well! All is well!
We’ll find the place which God for us
prepared; Far away in the West;
where none shall come to hurt or make afraid; there the Saints will be blest.
We’ll make the air with music ring, Shout praises to our God and King;
above the rest these words we’ll tell—All is well! All is well!
And should we die before our journeys
through, Happy day! All is well!
We then are free from toil and sorrow too, with the just we shall dwell
. But if our
lives are spared again To see the Saints their rest obtain
O how we’ll make this chorus swell—All is well, all is well!
Brother Clayton: I had a story told to me just a fortnight ago...It so happened that in the second hand cart company one of the brethren was ill with fever. That evening some of the other men attended to his part of camp duties to allow him rest. After supper this very sick man sat down before the camp-fire on a large rock and sang in a very faint but sweet voice the song I wrote “Come come ye saints”. For some reason, even though usually whatever song is started by one, others join in... No one joined in...He sang the hymn alone. The next morning he was found dead in his wagon. After we buried him we thought of the stone he was sitting on the night before when he sang. So we rolled the stone over to the grave and set it in place as his headstone. That incident reinforced the custom of all previous wagon trains and hand cart companies that whenever a person begins the “all is well” song, anyone who is in hearing distance joins in. On this trek I would like to suggest that as a way of giving support and encouragement, if anyone starts this song we all join in. It is not intricate or difficult to learn and Emma Smith has been so kind as to include it in her book.
Brother Martin:
Thank you Brother Clayton, I believe that is a good
suggestion you have given and will support your proposal to have all members of
the company join in, as possible, when another starts this song of faith and
trial.
Cast: (during
lament, last note of lead in is held, all have heads bowed in prayer while the
one speaking
raises head, and looks up...when done, the head goes immediately down)
“Evening Prayer”
Oh Lord
We thank the for our lives, And for the great blessing
Of the hand cart company Bless us
And give us joy in our
labors
Sister Bathgate: (spoken) Lord please bless our handcarts. And our boots that they will both make it to
Sister Gregory (spoken)I have never seen a buffalo chip but; I am sure it makes a very nice fire
We are thankful for our leader Brother Martin And we ask the to bless him
Brother Walters (spoken) Give Brother Martin, faith and strength and wisdom. And help us to be mindful of all the rules.
Sister Egan (spoken) Instead of putting them in my bag to be weighed. I am going to wear my two extra dresses and three petticoats. Help us to remember that; All are thy children, And equal in thy sight
Brother Roberts (spoken Pleases assign me as teamster to the pretty Hill sisters; And not those worn out old crones. And forgive those who have used; All handcart dry wood,. Ahh; hemm leaving us only the greeeeen
Truths' Truth’s standard would
unfold. Her light should there
attract the gaze; of all the world in
latter days.
His house shall there be reared (Cast joins in) His glory to display. And people shall be heard In distant lands to say,
We’ll now go up and serve the Lord. Obey his truth and learn his word
For there we shall be taught; The law that will go forth
With truth and wisdom fraught; To govern all the earth
Forever there His ways, we’ll tread And save ourselves with all our dead
Then hail to
A refuge for the good; And safety for the great. If they but understood
That God with Plagues will shake the world,. Till all its thrones shall down be hurled
In
Yet, truth and justice
love and grace. In
Part Two:
Brother Clayton:
Brother Martin, I have some glad news...as we move toward
our Deseret we have been able to travel very steadily on the packed trail and
even the ones we break and pack ourselves...I am glad to say I have been able
to tally the miles traveled and keep a record by counting rotations of a wagon
wheel. In this way have I have crafted
an odometer. It is a geared device with
graduated cogs to measure miles...I used the design of Elder Orson Pratt and
Brother Appleton Harmon helped me construct it from a feed box and scraps of
iron. I’ve attached it to a wagon axel and hope to write a trail guide to
assist others who may make this journey behind us.
Brother Martin:
Thank you for that report Brother Clayton and now we have a pressing need to review some of the rules of our company that seem to have been neglected. Brother Gregory, please...
Brother Gregory:
I need to remind all captains, you are to look after everything in general and to see that you keep track of your portion of provisions and assist in all that would aid for the betterment of the company. You are to dole out the daily flour in allotments of one pint for each person, no! (Corrects himself) we are down to ½ pint for adults and half that for children and make sure to equalize as much as possible all labor. If we are to make a safe journey we must all abide by the rules most perfectly.
Brother Martin:
And to all, make certain that no one abuses any animal, hog, ox, or cow. No one is to be up late at night, and all fires are to be out and cold before the light is gone from the sky. I must remind you to be careful to evoke no loud noise, nor yell, nor cry out and abide by our agreed upon Martin company motto that “Faith, Obedience, Mutual Support and Joyfulness” are to be the guide in all things if we are to be assured of reaching Zion.
Sister Bathgate:
I do not wish to complain, but it is difficult to be joyful all the time as I have cared for 38
souls with dysentery, fever and whooping cough, 26 of which have joined our Dear
Brother Joseph in the heavens. Also we
had Henry Walker who was killed by lightning during yesterday’s storm.
But I do need to report that I, once again have had my faith
strengthened and this through the power of a Priesthood blessing I received
after a rattle snake bit my leg, and I thank Brother McArthur for rebuking the
influence of the poison that was in my body and for cutting the wound with a
pocket knife and sucking out the bad blood.
Although, I must admit that I had to ride in the cart for two days but
now am beginning to feel my full strength return.
I too have found the bitter and the sweet in our trials. Mary and I have assisted with the birthing of eight healthy infants, but I am sad to report that four other wee ones suffered demise within the womb and two mothers also, have joined their babes.
Sister Bathgate: (trying to remain positive)
But don’t forget Anna Marie Sorenson from Scandinavia who, while
we were at
That is true, we have experienced great blessings as well as
sorrows, and Brother Martin, I too wish to thank the Priesthood for an
anointing and blessing and also Brother Leonard who pulled me out from under
the hind wheel of one of the supply wagons that passed over both my hips, and
then over my ankles as the oxen would not come to a stop...I fell down under
the wagon when trying to help Mary after her rattlesnake mishap. The wagon was with such a load as to be
pulled by four oxen, which is why they were difficult to halt... There must
have had two tons of goods in the box, yet not a bone in my body was broken and
I know this is due to the blessing I received and the faith of many in this
company. After the anointing I was quite
sore, but full able to walk and even pull my cart, and did not need to ride for even one hour.
Great thanks to the Priesthood and the Elders of Israel.
(Men begin to sing
spontaneously as if in thanks led by Brother Gregory)
Men’s Chorus and Men in Cast Sing:
“Ye Elders of
Ye elders of
In desert, on mountain
on land or on sea. And bring them to
The harvest is great and the laborers are few. But if were united we all things can do
Well gather the wheat from the midst of the tares. And bring them from bondage from sorrows and snares
We’ll go to the poor like our Captain of old. And visit the weary the hungry and cold
We’ll cheer up their
hearts with the news that he bore. And point them to
Brother Walters: (complaining)
I love that song, I have friends on the sailing ship George
Washington who sung that very song on April 11, 1857 as they left
Sister Egan: (Whining)
The mosquitoes are huge, they certainly gave me a very
hearty welcome...And the children are getting unruly and frequently misbehave!
We have so many that are traveling without a parent or a relative to take
responsibility. Yesterday Ellen Perks
loaded up a cart full of little ones and babies. Oh, I think she was well intentioned, wanted
to give the mothers a break. They were
rolling along singing and laughing...such a pretty sight. But at the last river crossing while waiting
in line for help to cross she took the cart into the shade under the reeds and
fell asleep along with the children.
When they awoke, all the babies were soiled, hungry and crying. It wasn’t until we were gathering chips when
several of the mothers became alarmed because their children were no where to
be found. We were getting together a search party when we saw them coming over
the rise...Well I don’t think that young lady has ever gotten such a tongue
lashing...Humph...unruly that’s what their becoming.
Brother McAllister: (Joining in...Whining)
It has been so cold that I awoke this morning with my hair
frozen to the tent. And we break the ice
from our buckets to wash. We need to find more food for our children. None of us can survive on but 1/4 pound of
flour as it has now been cut. Forget the
chips! Such a scant amount of flour makes a gruel so thin it is useless to try
and cook...so we must drink it and the children are calling it skilly. Some of their little stomachs reject a supper
cooked in water taken from a buffalo wallow.
Brother Roberts:
We are all hungry, but most of all it is hard for me to see
the children so thin and endure this hard travel with so meager a ration. It takes away any little strength they have. Just yesterday I found my brother Brigham
Henry Roberts in the molasses barrel.
The lad only wanted to ride in the cart for a bit as he was near
exhaustion but knew it was “agin” the rules so not wanting to be found out
sneaked into a barrel he thought was empty.
Brigie told me he was surprised to discover the barrel still had several
inches of the sticky stuff inside and when the sulphur of the molasses stung
his little cracked feet he let out nary a cry as he was too weak and sunk to
the bottom with no strength to climb out again.
It was not until the next morning when he was missing from roll call
that I found him all cramped from such a tight space, and his trousers will
remain heavy from the stuff and stuck to him until we find a stream that is not
ice cold where he can bathe.
Sister Gregory: (Sniffs)
I want to remind us all of something that Jens Neilson said after he gave all he had to the church save the money for his cart that “Obedience is more righteous than Sacrifice”. (Scowls at Brother Roberts) And I need to report that we do have some extra clothing in the furnishings wagon that was turned into the company supply after the last weigh-in (Clears throat looks at Sister Egan) for any who may have a need of pants or a shirt. I will set aside some trousers to cut down for little Michael Jensen, Brother Walters, and. (turns to Brother Roberts) I think I have another pair that can replace the sticky ones your brother has been wearing.
Sister Emily Hill: (positive)
It does seem amazing that some very slim persons became quite stout (giggles) with the many layers of coats and petticoats they wore so as not to have the extra clothing put on the scale. However, we all must remember that putting this extra load in our already weak carts will not help when we must cross the last of the sandy bogs. Now if you do as Sister Jones and tie your colander or extra pots to your apron strings and carry this extra weight yourselves Brother Martin has said it is permissible. (Shows bag or cooking item tied to her apron strings)
Sister Egan: (sheepishly)
Ummm, Maybe some people have thin blood and need more
clothing Sister Hill. Anyway, our trip
would have been much easier if half our men had not been conscripted into the
Mormon Battalion. How can we have our
strength so weakened by the Government who did nothing to help us from the
persecution of the mobs? For this
purpose we have left the Colonies and fled to find safety. Why should we help
them now? My husband would be here to help pull this
cart instead of my 8 year old son Ryan, if My Howard had not gone to
Brother Martin:
Sister Egan, We have been promised by Brigham Young that
none of our men who have gone to help the
Sister Sarkis:
What we need to do is increase our prayers, remember when we were near starved to death and the gold-rush party went by us going to Pikes’ Peak? That night we joined in prayer for food, and ah, fasting was not optional...The Lord must have heard our prayers and touched the heart of the wagon master because after they went past us they killed a buffalo and a day later we found it by the side of the road with a notice on the hide that read, “This is for the handcarts”. I know if it were not for that bit of meat I would have lost my child.
Brother Kirkar Sarkis,
(nods and agrees)
Yes more prayer is
good. I have increased the length of my
morning prayers, hmmm, (finally
connecting) maybe that’s why we are always last in line... but (cheerful) my strength is increasing
also...especially now that our baby is born. (Looks lovingly at Arick)
Brother Arshak
Sarkis,
I too have increased my prayers. And my leg is beginning to heal, and I can
even pull the cart a bit to give my brother a rest.
Jim Bridger: (Enters and drops down a bag, or pack, or
some skins)
Howdy there folks, Jim Bridger here... jest passing by and
heard you were camped here on your journey to the high valley and that there
were several ladies in need of a gentleman’s company. (He tips hat, looks around, ladies are not sure to be interested or
not...he is dressed like a mountain man)
I thought to give report of the Company of settlers and the Battalion of
your men I met at
Sister Egan:
Ohhh, that must have been my Howard, he was always very good at trading in-kind, and must have realized almost everyone would need shoes when they got to Salt Lake, for the wear on our shoes has truly put holes in them all. (Other sisters share the joy of her news)
Jim Bridger:
I believe he did speak of making shoes for his children and others of this company, and to give the soft leather to some olderrr...(stops self)...More Mature sisters to make some gloves for his bride.
Sister Parks:
That must be us Mary. (Giggles,
puts head down fiddles with apron)
Jim Bridger:
I know you folks plan to join up with the ones already in the
I am of the opinion that you should pass right by that
valley and go on to
Brother Martin:
Mr. Bridger, our plan is to follow the prophet and if he goes no further than the mountain valley then neither will we. Right now I look over my company and see their faces sun burnt, footsore and their lips parched, but there is cheerfulness in every heart and joy beams from their countenance. You see before you the builders of a nation, Shovelers, plowers, sowers and reapers, machinists architects, masons and woodworkers, organ builders, mathematicians, and many men of letters who have gathered from the four corners of the earth in answer to the call from our Prophet to gather.
See over there those two very young sisters who have left
their parents to travel over the seas and this vast land to start a new life in
And over there those children huddled together traveling alone...with the parents waiting and trusting they will be shepherded to them safely by others.
And here two sisters who have left all they have know, who have made this difficult trek in the winter of their lives hoping to hear the words of their prophet.
And there a large family who lost four of their number in one week...with not one word of complaint that they regret their choice to join this trek.
And this courageous little family from Armenia with their loyalty, integrity, and devotion who travel in a cart with cracks in the bed of the wagon and hubs of the wheels which break daily and who are last in line each day and must bear dense clouds of dust the others before them on the trail have stirred into the air...The dirt fills their eyes, and ears...dense and suffocating, and they never see the blue heavens. Yet I only hear them speak of joy and hope
Mr. Bridger, I’m sure your advice is well meant but I doubt you will persuade any to abandon the quest they have sacrificed so much to accomplish.
Lone voice begins. Others
one by one sing then others form a choir.
Come, Come Ye Saints...
Come, come ye Saints, no toil nor labor fear, but with joy wend your way though hard to you this journey may appear, Grace shall be as your day.
’Tis better far for us to strive, Our useless cares from us to drive,
Do this, and joy your hearts will swell—All is well! All is well!
Why should we mourn or think our lot is hard?’Tis not so; all is right!
Why should we think to earn a great reward, if we now shun the fight?
Why should we think to earn a great reward, If we now shun the fight?
Gird up your loins, fresh courage take, Our God will never us forsake;
and soon we’ll have this tale to tell—All is well! All is well!
We’ll find the place which God for us prepared, Far away in the West;
where none shall come to hurt or make afraid; there the Saints will be blest.
We’ll make the air with music ring, Shout praises to our God and King;
above the rest these words we’ll tell—All is well! All is well!
And should we die before our journeys through, happy day! All is well!
We then are free from toil and sorrow too, with the just we shall dwell
But if our lives are spared again To see the Saints their rest obtain
O how we’ll make this chorus swell—All is well, all is well!
Chorus goes back to audience and cast gather to kneel for Prayer,
Brother Martin adlibs,
Cast: (during lament,
last note of lead in is held, all have heads bowed in prayer while the one
speaking raises head, and looks up...when done, head goes immediately down)
“Evening Prayer”Oh Lord, We thank the for our lives, And for the great blessing, Of the hand cart company; Bless us and give us joy in our labors
Sister Bathgate (spoken: Though it is clear that a stout, Woman such as I should get A bigger allotment of flour, Than that skinny Sister Egan; We are thankful for our dear Prophet;And we ask the to bless him
Brother Martin (spoken) I pray for strength of Samson. The courage of Helaman And the wisdom of Solomon, Help us to be mindful of all the rules.
Brother McAllister (Spoken) Though it is clear that I should have Been made captain of fifty instead of just ten. Help us to remember that We are All are thy children And equal in thy sight
Sister Egan (spoken) Though it does seem unfair that all the teamsters Are running to help those Hill sisters.When I could use some help too... Forgive those who have been Unfaithful in their labors and Trifling their time awaaaaay
Brother Clayton (spoken)Like Brother McAllister
Sister Hill (spoken) Like Sister Gregory
Sister Gregory (spoken) Like Sister Egan
Brother Walters (spoken) Like Brother Roberts
Brother Roberts: Like those Sarkis brothers
Amen
Part. Three (All participants clothing is ragged and worn, women have
shawls, men blankets)
Bugle sounds to gather participants and audience
Roll call begun by
Brother Walters, assisted by Brothers McAllister and Gregory
Brother Martin: (weary)
Before we have reports let us have our handcart song, I
truly need a bit of cheer
All cast chorus and audience are invited to sing Handcarts:
Sister Gregory gathers
up choir (song may be abbreviated) and;
Chorus sings: (Spirited, lively, the group is trying to
enjoy themselves)
“Handcart Song” Led
by Sister Gregory
Ye saints that dwell
on
To leave behind your native land, for sure. God’s judgments are at hand
Prepare to cross the stormy main. Before you do the Valley gain
And with faithful make a start. To cross the plains in your handcart.
So merrily on the way we go. Until we reach the Valley Oh!
While poor men toil to earn their bread. And rich men are much better fed,
And people boast of their great light. You see they are as dark as night
And from them you must make a start. To cross the plains with your handcarts
And more than that to
push a load. As they go marching up
the road.
We say this is Jehovah’s plan, To gather out the best of men
And women too, for none but they; Will ever gather in this way
As on the way the
carts are hurled; T’would very much
surprise the world
To see the old and feeble dame. Lending her hand to push the same
The young girls they will dance and sing; The young men happier than a king
The children they will laugh and play; Their strength increasing day by day
With music sweet and friends so dear; And fresh supplies our hearts to cheer
So thankfully you make a start. To cross the plains with your hand carts.
And in our chambers be shut in; While judgment cleanse the earth from sin
And tell us it’s high time to start; To cross the plains with our handcarts
Sister Egan: Brother Martin, of the health or our company; we began with 500 and 366 remain. That number includes the 14 births and those that perished to this day of October 20th, the year of or Lord 1856. Of those who have gone to heavenly rest, most have suffered exposure, dysentery, and cholera as the cause of their demise. However, there is a positive; Now that there are no supplies in the furnishings wagon there is room to carry the sick and the dying.
Sister Bathgate:And the dead....
Sister Egan: (Tries to be cheery) ...so the Oxen can travel quite fast now.
Sister Emily Hill: How can she do that? She is barely 4 ft tall and he is well over six feet...Oh My!
Brother Martin: The Lord encourages us. No! he pushes us to walk by faith to the edge of the light and beyond into the unknown...this is a trial of our faith. He once again shines the light ahead of us and our journey of faith and courage continues in every footstep we take. Heavenly Father never said it would be easy. Many have upbraided us along the way and said our plight is a curse upon us and the few cattle that remain are so lean they have not enough fat to make a bar of soap, but I say the promise of our prophet is that Utah will produce a richer crop of hay and alfalfa than Illinois or Missouri can do. And we will always have enough salt that is for sure. (A few try to laugh)
Sister Egan: Brother McAllister...be careful to put her feet into the water slowly, rub her legs down with loose snow first or the frost will turn to gangrene.
(Emily Begins: “As Sisters in
(All cast sisters gather
round)
The errand of angels is
given to women; And this is a gift that, as sisters, we claim:
To do whatsoever is gentle and human,To cheer and to bless in humanity’s name.
How vast is our purpose,
how broad is our mission, If we but fulfill it in spirit and deed.
Oh, naught but the Spirit’s divinest tuition;Can give us the wisdom to truly succeed.
Text: Emily H. Woodmansee, 1836–1906
Brother Kirkar Sarkis: Brother Martin, I know we have been criticized for our decision to leave winter quarters. I cannot say if we were wise or foolish, but of you captain I have no uncertainty about your direction, heroism or the guidance you have given. And to those who say we were foolish to leave so late in the year, they need to know this. It was no mistake we joined you or the others we have traveled with. I have pulled this wagon when I was so weak and weary from illness and lack of food...all I could think of was to get to the next patch of sand, or hill slope and I have thought...If I can only go that far, and rest but then I look in the handcart and see Arick wincing with pain at the jostling as we go over rocks and Arshak with his twisted leg shielding our baby from the wind and dust and snow and I know I cannot give up. And I get to the top of the hill and feel something pushing from behind. And I think “Did Arshak get out to help?” but no! I look back and my eyes see no one. I knew then that the angels of God were there pushing us.
Brother Arshak Sarkis: We have suffered beyond anything most people can imagine, exposure, cold and starvation, but you will never hear me complain or criticize this decision. I know more now than ever that the Gospel is true because this trek and this company has given me absolute knowledge that God lives...and I have become very well acquainted with him.
Brother and Sister Gregory: (stand) And so say we.
Which leads into the
last two verses of Come, Come Ye Saints...)
“Come Come ye
Saints”: slide show
Started by cast, then
chorus
Others join in and audience encouraged to join, careful not
to block digital slideshow (if used)
Come, come ye Saints, no toil nor labor fear, But with joy wend your way
Though hard to you this journey may appear, Grace shall be as your day.
’Tis better far for us to strive, Our useless cares from us to drive,
Do this, and joy your hearts will swell—All is well! All is well!
Why should we mourn or think our lot is hard? ’Tis not so; all is right!
Why should we think to earn a great reward, if we now shun the fight?
Why should we think to earn a great reward, If we now shun the fight?
Gird up your loins, fresh courage take, Our God will never us forsake;
and soon we’ll have this tale to tell—All is well! All is well!
We’ll find the place which God for us prepared Far away in the West;
where none shall come to hurt or make afraid; there the Saints will be blest.
We’ll make the air with music ring, Shout praises to our God and King;
above the rest these words we’ll tell—All is well! All is well!
And should we die before our journeys through, happy day! All is well!
We then are free from toil and sorrow too, with the just we shall dwell
But if our lives are
spared again To see the Saints their rest obtain
O how we’ll make this chorus swell—All is well, all is well!
Brother Roberts: (running
in)
Rescuers, are coming, they’re coming, I saw them shoveling the pass, and packing the snow with their horses. And there are Mules and at least 20 wagons loaded with food and clothing. (Everyone cheers)
Behind the food are wagons to carry the sick and provisions such that you have never seen. Brigham Young learned of our desperate need and told everyone that their brethren would be apt to perish or suffer extremely if they did not send assistance. He told the Bishops, not to wait until tomorrow or the next day.
I spoke with Brothers George Grant, Robert Burton, and Harvey Cluff who were of the first through the pass. They said to take the lower road and thus be protected from the storm by the thick reeds along the Sweetwater...and Sisters...he tells of 12 tons of flour, and meat, 40 strongmen come with 60 spans of horses and mules with harness, stretchers and chains. “Go and bring the people from the plains, otherwise your faith will be vain.” This was their charge and they came...we are saved.”
Cast and Chorus: Now Let us Rejoice
Now let us rejoice in the
day of salvation. No longer as strangers on earth need we roam.
Good tidings are sounding to us and each nation, And shortly the hour of redemption will come,
When all that was promised the Saints will be given, And none will molest them from morn until ev’n,
And earth will appear as the Garden of Eden, And Jesus will say to all Israel, “Come home.”
We’ll love one another
and never dissemble But cease to do evil and ever be one.
And when the ungodly are fearing and tremble, We’ll watch for the day when the Savior will come,
When all that was promised the Saints will be given, And none will molest them from morn until ev’n,
And earth will appear as the Garden of Eden, And Jesus will say to all Israel, “Come home.”
In faith we’ll rely on
the arm of Jehovah to guide thru these last days of trouble and gloom,
and after the scourges and harvest are over, we’ll rise with the just when the Savior doth come.
Then all that was promised the Saints will be given, And they will be crown’d with the angels of heav’n,
And earth will appear as the Garden of Eden, And Christ and his people will ever be one. Text: William W. Phelps, 1792–1872. In the first LDS
hymnbook, 1835.Music: Henry Tucker, ca. 1863
Brother Martin: Brethren, and Sisters; We
have made the mightiest trek that history records since Israel’s flight from
Egypt, as we watch the sun set below the mountains, shining on the glistening
snow that somehow is not so cold anymore; our journey comes close to its end. I
want none of you to ever forget that you were among the bravest souls to reach
Oh Lord, We thank the for our lives And for the great blessing
Of the hand cart company Thank you for the joy of our labors
Brothers Kirkar & Arshak Sarkis: We are triumphant in our victory and thank thee for our rescue
We are thankful for our comforts For releasing us from despair
Sister Bathgate (spoken)I thought I was starving and now we have more than we need...
We are thankful for our dear Prophet And we ask thee to bless him
Brother Roberts (spoken) Such an inspired man to know of our need. My testimony has grown ten fold
Help us to not forget
this lesson in faith
Brother McAllister (Spoken) Forgive me that I ever doubted we would complete our journey
Help us to remember that We are all thy children; Equal in thy sight
Sister Egan (spoken) I have heard of the United Order And would like to go if the prophet calls
Lord, forgive us who have been Doubtful that you loved us; Or the Holy Ghost would guide us:
Brother Walters (spoken) You gave us faith.
Sister Hill (spoken)You gave us patience.
Brother Clayton (spoken)You gave us hope
Sister Sarkis (spoken)You showed us love
Brother, Sister Gregory (spoken) You taught us charity
Brother Martin You gave us courage
All, You taught us to endure, we felt your comfort and love.
Amen
References
“Book of Mormon, Seminary Lessons”, Unit 7 Week 4
Hafen L.R., Hafen A. W., “Handcarts to
Kelly, M. “And They Shall be Gathered”, General Board of Mutual Improvement Associations of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints, 1969
Madsen S. A., “I walked to
Pyper’s G.D. Stories of Latter-day Saint Hymns
Ballard, M.R. “Faith in Every Footstep”, Ensign, November 1996
Dekker, L., “Some Must Push and Some Must Pull”, Ensign, July 2006
Hartley, W. G., “Gathering the Dispersed Nauvoo Saints”, 1847-1852, Ensign July 1997
Walker N.R. “They walked 1,300 Miles”, Ensign, July 2000
Personal Journal of Julia Hill-Ivins
Why did I write this Readers Theater Presentation? Well, I was asked to write "something" about the pioneer handcart treks that took place in 1847-52 by our Stake President. He said, "During a meeting with the leaders of our youth pioneer handcart treck, they asked me to find someone to write about the hardships that took place during the treks to get to the promised valley. They suggested it be something that could be told or performed as an evening devotional during the three nights the youth would be pulling handcarts and camping on a trail.
"When is the trek?" I asked.
"It will be in two weeks from this coming weekend," I was told.
My head began to spin with all that I had coming up along with the logistics of putting together people who could help tell the story.
I had a School Board conference to attend over the weekend, and work and family stuff, so a bit reluctantly responded "Okay, yeah I can do it." That night I prayed for assistance in writing a script that would be entertaining and help the youth understand the hardships the handcart pioneers endured.
That weekend was the conference in San Francisco but instead of clothing, most of my suitcase was full of books about handcart companies. I wanted the presentation to be authentic but also entertaining.
A reader's theater with only one or two rehearsals was the idea the popped into my head.
I went to the planned school presentations at the conference but instead of networking or eating out with other Board Members I went back to my room and read and wrote. I did this for three days and returned to Santa Clarita with a completed script. I did not get much sleep that weekend but did not feel tired. It was surreal because I felt as if the handcart pioneers were pushing and assisting me to accurately tell their story.
I know I was helped by my heavenly father to complete the presentation in such a short time. Every person I called about participating was available, had pioneer clothing to wear and was excited about the project. It was inspiring to know I could help the youth participating in the trek understand the sacrifice early members of the church suffered so we could enjoy the blessings of the gospel today. (But I know I got help!)
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