September Dawn Page #3

- And you probably never will.

These horses are Kentucky's finest.

We plan to start horse racing

when we get to California.

Give those miners something to do

besides drinking and whoring.

Why is that horse tied away

from the others?

He's mean, unmanageable,

doesn't like anybody.

I heard he was kept in a stall

for a whole year and never let out

while his owners tried to decide

what to do with him.

- Are you planning on racing him?

- No, no, he's unridable.

Then why do you keep him?

For breeding.

He'll make a great sire, one day.

He's got the finest bloodlines,

and he runs like the wind.

I'm telling you,

I swear my brother knows

how to talk to horses.

Very impressive.

Ma'am. Begging your pardon.

That was quite impressive, Mr. Samuelson.

- Jonathan. My name is Jonathan.

- Emily. I'm Emily.

I saw you on the first day.

I was riding in my father's carriage.

I remember.

And I'm Micah. Mr. Talkative's brother.

Nice to meet you, Micah.

- So, do all animals like you?

- Most, I guess.

Perhaps you'd like to try and ride him?

He's magnificent.

Captain Fancher, why don't you let

Jonathan try to ride him?

I would say that's Jonathan's decision.

I'll warn you though,

he's thrown every rider that's tried.

- Mr. Samuelson?

- Jonathan. Please, call me Jonathan.

- Jonathan.

- I'll need a corral.

A one without corners

so he won't feel confined.

I think we can provide that.

Come back tomorrow in the morning,

you can have a go at him.

We are earnestly seeking to expose

the vicious principles of Joseph Smith

and those who practice

the same abominations and whoredoms.

Joseph Smith has ordered us

to destroy everything.

He is the voice of God.

Burn the papers. Burn the papers.

Burn everything.

We will trample down our enemies

and make it one gore of blood from

the Rocky Mountains to the Atlantic Ocean.

I will be to this generation

a second Mohammed,

whose motto in treating for peace

was "The Al-Qur'an or the sword."

So shall it eventually be with us,

Joseph Smith or the sword!

Burn. Let their lies burn.

Why does Joseph Smith need protection?

You're supposed to be a general, or a king?

- I heard you got 40 wives.

- King Smith!

I told you that Joseph Smith meant trouble.

It's probably those Missourians.

They hate him.

There must be 100 people down there.

We gotta get back downstairs. You stay put.

We will never leave you or forsake you.

Brother Hyrum!

Joseph Smith is dead!

Joseph Smith is dead!

Here he comes.

- Mr. Samuelson, good morning.

- Good morning, Captain Fancher.

- What have you done to him?

- He's ready to go if you are.

Now, I'll hold him while you mount.

You let me know when you're ready,

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