"The Last Train," Salt Lake Daily Telegraph, 4 Nov. 1864, 2.
It afforded us pleasure to see the emigrants yesterday on the Square. The weather was warm and agreeable like a day in June. Many of them had gone before noon, some were preparing to leave and the others seemed well surrounded with friends and acquaintances.
They are the last of the season's emigration, and from various circumstances, have been later in arrival than is deemed safe; but, all things considered, there is much cause for congratulation that they have been so well on the way, and have reached the city with so few sick among them.
We were much gratified with the general look of things on the camp ground. The tents provided for the houseless seemed comfortable, and the moving to and fro of Col. Little, Bishop Hardy, and Capt. Jos. W. Young filled the scene somewhat to our satisfaction. We noticed Bishops Smoot and Sharp in their buggies, and we expect others interested in the welfare of the emigrants were there also.
Whether the kind attentions to the last two trains of emigrants are to be attributed to the lateness of the season, or whether it is a return to days that we have heard of, is probably of no consequence now; the fact is none the less deserving of the highest commendation, that the Chief Bishop, his counselors, the city Bishops and a large number of good men under their direction, have contributed essential assistance this fall to many fatigued and worn-down travelers.
While the good weather lasts, the newly-arrived and ill-provided for had better "pitch in" to whatever work they can find. Do not be particular what you do, so that it is honorable labor—never mind if you never did it before. This is the freest country in the world, and one wherein a man is honored for his industry more than for his name, profession or past life. We know but two or three men in the whole community who have tried to make capital out of past dignity and profession, but they have made a fearful muddle of their lives: "they have nothing, are nowhere, are nobody, and never will be anybody." A good wood-splitter, carpenter or shoemaker runs a better chance of the Legislature than a good preacher. "Pitch in," and the Lord will be with you.