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Poem, 7 February 1844

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Unidentified author, Poem, “Buckeyes Lamentation for want of more wives,” [
Hancock Co.

Formed from Pike Co., 1825. Described in 1837 as predominantly prairie and “deficient in timber.” Early settlers came mainly from mid-Atlantic and southern states. Population in 1835 about 3,200; in 1840 about 9,900; and in 1844 at least 15,000. Carthage ...

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, IL], 7 Feb. 1844; unidentified handwriting; docket in handwriting of
Leo Hawkins

19 July 1834–28 May 1859. Clerk, reporter. Born in London. Son of Samuel Harris Hawkins and Charlotte Savage. Baptized into Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints by John Banks, 23 Oct. 1848. Immigrated to U.S. with his family; arrived in New Orleans...

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; four pages; JS Office Papers, CHL.

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A ten fold glory that the prize
With out it your undone
And <​But​> with it you will shine as bright
As the bright shining sun
there you may reign like mighty gods
Creating worlds so fair
A[t] least a world for every wife
That you take with you there
 
The man thats <​has​> got ten fair wives
Ten worlds he may create
And he that has got less than this
Will find a bitter fate
The one or two that he may have
He’ll be deprived of these
and they’ll be given as talents were
To him that <​who​> has got ten
 
And ’tis so here in this sad life
Such ills you must endure
Some priest or king may claim your wife
Because that your are poor
A revelation he may get
refuse it if you deare
And you’ll be damned perpetually
By our good Lord the mayor
 
But if that you yield willing[ly?]
Your Daughters and you<​r​> wives
In spiritual marriage to our Pope
He[’]ll bless you all your lives
He[’]ll seal you up be damned you Can’t
No matter what you do
If that you only stick to him
He’ll swears he ll take you through [p. [2]]
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Poem, 7 February 1844
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