Orson Hyde Raises the Dead

 Orson Hyde was traveling close to Mount Pleasant, Utah when a galloping rider waved and shouted for Orson to stop. He pointed back to the houses and said that the daughter of his neighbor had drowned. He asked Orson to come back and administer to her.

Orson turned around and sped towards the girl. The father, Nathan Staker, tears in his eyes, saw Orson and gave a look of relief. He pointed to his 18 month daughter on the bed and pleaded, "Administer to my little girl, and call her back to life."

Orson touched the small wrist. It was cold on contact. No pulse. He rested his ear on her damp chest. No heartbeat. Standing, he asked the weeping mother and father, "How long was the little girl in the water?"

The father answered, "It's just about an hour since I went to the orchard. I suppose she followed me."

Orson shook his head, " I am very sorry, Brother and Sister Staker, but I have examined your baby thoroughly and she is dead." Then he added referring to the priesthood. "It isn't pleasing in the sight of the Lord that we should try to bring back our dead after He has called them home."

The father said, "Elder Hyde. I have always tried to bow to the will of the Lord in all things, and am willing to do so now, but one thing troubles me very much. Soon after our little girl was born a year and a half ago, we took her to Bishop Seeley to give her a blessing. I gave her the blessing myself." Emotion overcame the young father. "I promised her that she would grow to womanhood and become a mother in Israel. I sincerely believe that such promises made by the authority of the priesthood will be fulfilled but now..."

Orson said a silent prayer, pleading and asking. Then he said, "In that case I will ask God to restore your little girl to life again and if that promise you gave to her was made in the spirit of faith and righteousness, she shall live again to fulfill it." Orson rested his hands gently on the daughter. The next day she was playing with her home-made toys. "Eventually she became a mother, a grand-mother, and a great-grandmother, living a life of love, devotion and self-denial."

Orson Hyde: Olive Branch of Israel, Myrtle Hyde

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