The Kinder side of Grant

I was really impressed this last weekend when I was reading about a story about the handcart immigrants coming into the valley. I guess their was a young man or boy ( I don't have my notes in front of me right now) who came into the valley with hardly anything, as many of these handcart comapanies did. They had such high hopes of coming to zion of this great and wonderful societ. When he got up that first morning he didn't have any food to eat for breakfast and he went out looking for work. He chopped wood and did odd jobs for a store keeper for a couple of hours. After a while the store keeper came out and told him that he decided that he didn't have any more work for him and that he couldn't pay him and sent him on his way. Can you imagine how disillusioned this young man must have been. He had traveled half way around the world from England to come to a land that was supposed to be better and the people were supposed to be living better and then to be treated like he was. He kept on knocking doors looking for work and didn't know whose doors he was knocking on. He knocked on Grant's home and Grant put him to work and upon hearing the boys earlier experience fed him and was very upset with the whole incident. He allowed the boy to work for another couple of weeks and payed him with food for his family. I looked at this story and realized that Grant was much more than the fiery preacher. He could speak with immense power and come across as a bit intolerant, but he really did live his religion. He loved it and loved the people despite what some of his talks may have painted him out to look like. He definetely had a kind soft side also.