LIFE OF DAVID W. PATTEN THE FIRST APOSTOLIC MARTYR. LYCURGUS A. WILSON. 1904. Salt Lake City, Utah. TO THE MISSIONARIES OF THE CHURCH OF JESUS CHRIST OF LATTER-DAY SAINTS, AT HOME AND ABROAD, THIS FEEBLE SKETCH OF THE LIFE WORK OF ONE WHOSE ENERGIES WERE ALL DEVOTED TO THE SAME WORTHY PURPOSE AS THEIR OWN, IS MOST RESPECTFULLY DEDICATED. Preface. The writing of this little volume has been a pleasant task. And just as we find mingled with our regret at parting with a friend, a joy in the assurance that to whomsoever he comes he will give the same pleasure he has afforded us, so the author has a feeling in putting out this brief memoir of David W. Patten that the courage and faith manifested in his life will not be lost or unfruitful in the lives of those who contemplate his career. There remains only the pleasure of thanking those who have taken an interest in this work, and their name is legion. But first of all perhaps is the nephew of Apostle Patten, Thomas Jefferson Patten, of Provo, Utah. Particular mention should be made of the kindness shown by the late President Wilford Woodruff, by President Lorenzo Snow, by President Joseph F. Smith, by the late Apostle Franklin D. Richards and by the late President Abraham O. Smoot, of Utah Stake. In short, all who knew, or who have read of, Apostle David W. Patten, have seemed to count it a pleasure to do whatever they could to assist in perpetuating his memory. L.A.W. Salt Lake City, Utah, February 8, 1900. OFFICE OF _The First Presidency_ OF THE _Church of Jesus Christ_ OF _Latter-day Saints._ P. O. Box B. _Salt Lake City, Utah_, February 6, 1900. _To the Reader:_ _All the circumstances of my first and last meeting with Apostle David W. Patten are as clear to my mind as if it were an occurrence of but yesterday, and yet it took place some sixty-four years ago. He appeared to me then to be a remarkable man, and that impression has remained with me ever since._ _We traveled together on horseback from my father's home, at Mantua, Ohio, to Kirtland, a distance of perhaps twenty-five miles, he on his return from some missionary labor, I to commence a course of studies at Oberlin College._ _On the way our conversation fell upon religion and philosophy, and being young and having enjoyed some scholastic advantages, I was at first disposed to treat his opinions lightly, especially so as they were not always clothed in grammatical language; but as he proceeded in his earnest and humble way to open up before my mind the plan of salvation, I seemed unable to resist the knowledge that he was a man of God and that his testimony was true. I felt pricked in my heart._