Like happiness, Burdick’s
Institution for the Care of the Sick was a secondary product, got hold of by
Tot and Serapta Burdick, spinster sisters, in a roundabout way on account of
the path their brother Murdock started down when he and his drinking friend
Francis went to the auction at Camp Floyd and came home loaded down with cots, Army
blankets and a pile of monstrously large kettles and pans he not only had no use for but no place to store except in the spare room at his
sisters’ house. Because of this (though for other reasons too), his wife Alice
became quite intemperate in her harangue against him. All that pile of useless
stuff!
Useful enough, though, Murdock knew, if she would listen
to reason and he could sit down and talk with her man to man about God’s idea
of matrimony, which, set forth by the Prophet Joseph Smith before they killed
him, was not just the condition of being husband and wife, though that had its virtues too, but more like prevailing as
a shepherd and his flock. Murdock
tried to explain this to Alice
during their honeymoon nine years before, but she went into such paroxysms of
fainting, hysteria and lunacy that he was deprived of ardor ever to bring the
subject up again.
Could
he have done so, however, and met with the understanding that would have
privileged him to move between two, three or four households instead of just
one measly cottage, think how practical these pallets, covers and big cooking
utensils would be! The tenderness! You dear
old sweetheart, you angel husband. (Instead of always being ripped up one side
and down the other.) He often thought that what he should have done, while he
was over there in England on
his mission for the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints, where he met Alice , was try to find out
more about the true nature of the English before throwing in with one of them.
--From Variation West
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