Eventful Narratives: The Thirteenth Book of the Faith Promoting Series. Designed for the Instruction and Encouragement of Young Latter-day SaintsAveson, Robert
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Eventful Narratives: The Thirteenth Book of the Faith Promoting Series. Designed for the Instruction and Encouragement of Young Latter-day Saints
Aveson, Robert
Latter Day Saints -- Juvenile fiction
One evening shortly after this (the early part of August, I think)
feeling as if my continued prayers for a newness of heart were in vain,
I made up my mind to try once more, and if I experienced no difference,
would give up the idea of becoming identified with the Baptists and
would try the "Mormons."
That same morning while at work, William conversed with me again on the
principles advocated by the Latter-day Saints, and smilingly said:
"You'll have to join the `Mormons.'"
While conversing with him I experienced a heavenly feeling; a mist came
over me, I felt within me an influence I had never before realized. The
principles and doctrines of the latter-day gospel came clearly before
me. The Spirit of the Lord was with me, and I received a testimony of
the truth of "Mormonism"--a testimony which I shall never forget. I was
supremely happy, rejoicing with "joy unspeakable." I told William I was
ready for baptism and asked him to introduce me to the Saints the next
Sunday.
CHAPTER II.
THE FIRST LATTER-DAY SAINT MEETING--WILLIAM H. SCOTT HAS AN INTERVIEW
WITH MY MOTHER--SHE FORBIDS ME HAVING ANYTHING TO DO WITH THE "MORMONS."
It was on the Sunday following when I attended the first Latter-day
Saint meeting, having received permission to do so from my parents.
That morning I went as usual to the Baptist Sunday school, but did not
enjoy myself as much as heretofore. This I attributed to my lack of
faith in their doctrines. Knowing "Mormonism" to be true, I could gain
no satisfaction from any other source.
The place where the Latter-day Saint meeting was to be held was at a
small village called Eston, about four miles from Middlesbrough. Our
company left town for that place about 1 o'clock p.m., and consisted of
William Littlefair, president of the Middlesbrough and Stockton branch,
Thomas Watson, secretary of the branch, William H. Scott and myself. It
was one of the happiest afternoons I ever spent. We were soon out of
town, tripping along through lovely green fields bedecked with flowers
of various kinds. Being very much interested in the conversation of
President Littlefair and the other brethren--of course it was mostly
pertaining to the gospel--the time passed away quickly and we soon
arrived at Eston, where the meeting was to be held at the house of a
sister named Fewster.
The meeting was opened with an appropriate hymn, then prayer by one of
the brethren. The sacrament was administered, and the hymn commencing,
"O, God, the Eternal Father,
Who dwells amid the sky,"
was sung.
The time was mostly occupied by President Littlefair. As this was the
first meeting attended by me and the first time I had heard the gospel
preached I listened attentively to the words of the speakers.
After meeting we partook of tea with Sister Fewster, during which we
enjoyed a pleasant, sociable chat. Then we returned homeward, arriving
in Middlesbrough about 6 o'clock in the evening.
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