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My First Mission

Chapter 10 No.10

Word Count: 1299    |    Released on: 01/12/2017

Notice-Elder Keeler and Myself Go to Keanae and Hav

two meetings, one in the forenoon and one in the afternoon, at which I spoke upon the principles of the gospel and their restoration to man upon the earth,

pirit was powerfully poured out upon all present; many were stirred up to repentance, their hearts were touched and the tears coursed down their cheeks. Brother James Keele

week, and on Sunday I baptiz

hat I had never before known, and my heart was filled with praise and gratitude to t

elt impressed by the Spirit to go elsewhere and open ot

the people had been sprinkled-and the doctrine, so strange to them, that God has spoken again to man, and sent His holy

eir spiritual teachers, yet the religion of these missionaries did not generally satisfy them. There was not the power about the God which the missionaries worshiped that they believed th

ible was written. His gifts and blessings were for men now, as much as they were eighteen hundred years ago. Man had lost fa

, and there was a consistency in our

n it said another. But after our arrival the sectarian missionaries tried hard to teach them that the word of God had a hidden meaning,

gion was, in fact, the State religion, though not so declared by law; it was popula

government over whom sectarian priests had such complete control. But we knew God could break dow

mes Keeler arrived, accompanied by a native, by the name of Namakaiona. Brother Keeler, after leaving Kula, had traveled around the island until he reached a place called Keanae, where he stopped. He had read the scriptures to the pe

kind new to me, and very grand. Such a wealth of vegetation I had read of, but never before beheld; and is not seen it any land outside of the tropics. The shrubs and ferns were in grea

ived in the villages on that side of the island needed, they either carried in, on their backs, or brought around in boats. To me the journey was most romantic, and I enjoyed it, the more

tance, had gathered to meet us. Had we been princes they could not have treated us with greater consideration and honor. We

nd counseling the people. During that time there were upwards of one hundred and thirty baptized. The Spiri

he amount of labor that I had performed. My object in returning then, was to organize

o teachers whose names were, Kaleohano and Maio

hat region. We only ordained teachers and deacons as officers, thinking it better to let them gai

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“This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1882 Excerpt: ...an out-of-the-way place, though jusfrbefore I went there, a brisk trade in Irish potatoes, which grew spontaneously in that region, had been carried on; the people hauling them in carts, from there to a small port not far distant. These potatoes were carried in schooners to California to supply the gold diggers. But they were of a poor quality, and when the. farmers of California began to raise them the trade ceased. The business had begun to fall off when I went there. I stopped at the house of a man by the name of Pake, who had charge of Napela's affairs in Kula, and to whom he had given me a letter of introduction when he found that I had determined to go there. 'He received me very kindly, also a man by the name of Maiola, whom I had met in Wailuku. He was a deacon in the Presbyterian church. CHAPTER IX. ANOTHER ATTACK FROM A MISSIONARY--COURAGE IN DEFENDING THE TRUTH ALWAYS ADMIRED--POVERTY OF THE PEOPLE. KULA, the district where I had gone to live, was visited about once in three months by the Presbyterian missionary who had it in charge. The Sunday after my arrival there was his day to make his quarterly visit, and I went down to the village where he was to hold his meeting. His name was Green, and he and I had met a few weeks previously, and had a conversation in which he grew very angry and said he would curse me. There was a large attendance ??f natives at this meeting, and he took for his text the 8th verse of the first chapter of Paul's epistle to the Galatians: \"But though we, or an angel from heaven, preach any other gospel unto you than that which we have preached unto you, let him be accursed.\" His whole sermon, as well as his prayer previously, was directed against us, warning the natives about us; but the sermon was the poore...”
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