By: Ardis E. Parshall - December 29, 2011 It was a dark and stormy night (no, really – that’s what the 1894 newspaper report says!) and a woman in Brigham City was hesitantly feeling her way along a water ditch, seeking a way to cross. “Hello!” came a voice from the darkness, calling her by name, “what are you doing here this time of night?” “I have been to the entertainment,” she said, “and I am trying to find my ...
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