Friday, August 6, 2010

Jan-Feb 1899 Call and Departure

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Feb Jan 1899 Call and Departure
Wens 25: Recieved a latter from the missionary comitee of the church of Jesus Christ of Later day Saints. Asking if I was willing to except a foren mission. To preach the gospel, and if so at what time I could leave.
I ansured this letter Feb 27 stating my willingness to except this call & could be ready at any time. Acordingly at our stake quarterly confrance held at logan. Feb. 29 & 30 I was called ( at the after noon meeting of the 29) to meet with the apostle in the vestry of the Tabernacle at the close of the meeting. I did as directed, and in conection with upwards of 20 elders who had met to recieve apointments to various fields of labor. I recieve my apointment at the hands of Apostle Georg Teasdale to labor in the Society Islands mission. To leave Sanfrancisco Mar. 1/99. From my apointment to the [3 Feb 1899]
the time of my departure my time was spent in preperation & friendly calls

Wens 15- A fare well party was tendered me in the evening at the Ward Asembly hall, by where a great number of friends from the sourounding settelments as well as those from my own ward, had gathered for that purpose. Thy Hyrum Opra Orchasty furnished music. All seemed to enjoy the evening in the highest degree. An evening was spent which I shall long remember, for the respect and esteem shown to me.

Saturday evening 18// A suprise party was tendered me by the young Ladies M. I. A. during the evening The young ladies presented me with A fountian pen with which I write these lines, acompanied with the following verses.
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Go Amos thy distant course persue,
Select many of the just and true.
Think not though distant that thou are
Thou can’st forgotten be.

While memories live with in our hearts,
We will always remember thee.
May happiness ever be thy lot,
Wherever thou shalt be.

And joy and pleasure light the spot,
That may be home to thee:
And when in your hand this pen you take,
Think of the ones that presented it to thee

And though oceans wide between us roar,
And distant be thy lott;
Should we never see thee more,
Amos forget us not
M.A.
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The evening was spent in every way that would satisfy the taste please the ear, and gladen the heart. Though events may pile upon my mind mountain high and my heir turn white with age, yet glimering as a bright star will be the memories of these happy events.

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