Here they [the Jaredites] became a flourishing nation; but, giving way in time to internal dissensions, they divided into factions, which warred with one another until the people were totally destroyed (p. 15).

Why don’t you just do it, then?” Racath hissed. “Just kill me. I dare you.”Now, I assume you know what this is. You’ve seen this before in other stories – the part where the disgruntled...