The Autobiography of Parley Parker Pratt: One of the Twelve Apostles of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints, Embracing His Life, Ministry, and TravelsPratt, Parley P. (Parley Parker)
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The Autobiography of Parley Parker Pratt: One of the Twelve Apostles of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints, Embracing His Life, Ministry, and Travels
Pratt, Parley P. (Parley Parker)
Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints -- Apostles -- Biography; Pratt, Parley P. (Parley Parker), 1807-1857
We have a miser for a captain, who thinks more of a sixpence
than he does of our lives or even of his own. He will not suffer
the steward to cook potatoes, bread, pies, puddings or any other
wholesome food, but keeps us on hard, mouldy bread, full of bugs
and worms, and on salt beef and pork--the pork being rotten. He has
flour, potatoes and good pork, but will not allow it to be used;
thus you will readily perceive that we ate truly in unpleasant
circumstances.
Last evening we came near a shipwreck, having run near the land
without knowing it, and it fell calm. The ship became unmanageable,
and was drifting on to the shore, but we cast anchor and awaited
the light of morning, when we got under weigh with much labor, and
stood again to sea.
FRENCH HOTEL, Valparaiso, Chili, S. A.,
November 9th.
_Dear Friends_: After a most disagreeable and tedious
passage of sixty-four days we have at length arrived in port, in
tolerable health. We landed yesterday at noon, and took lodgings
and board at a French Hotel, where we have a great variety of good
eating, and a front parlor to ourselves--price four dollars per day
for three of us. The proprietor speaks French, the clerk French,
with a little English, the landlady German, the waiter Spanish, and
ourselves English, with a little Spanish.
So you see we have a little Babel of our own, independently of
Nimrod or the great tower.
We find the country in the midst of revolution and civil war.
Two persons and their adherents fighting for power and rule.
Business is dull, living high, and doubt and uncertainty
characterizing every transaction in the various business
departments.
On Sunday we attended a meeting in a very large building. We saw
thousands of both sexes, and of all classes and ages, throng the
place, bow down on their knees and worship certain images and
paintings with much apparent devotion. No instructions were given
in any language, no music, no voice or sound, except a low,
plaintive voice in the far end of the room, not addressed to the
people, neither sufficiently loud or distinct to be understood by
them.
The worshippers were dressed in a variety of degrees of neatness
or of its opposite. Some of them wore very costly apparel, and
others were very neatly clad. All seemed full of zeal and devotion.
All bowed down on their knees in silent, solemn attitudes. All
their faces seemed disfigured with a painful and awe-stricken
solemnity. All made certain signs and motions, while they said
nothing audible, and the impression of a strange observer would be
that the image, to which every eye was turned with long and
supplicating gaze and imploring look, had no ears to hear, but was
deeply versed in the science of physiognomy, and also acquainted
with the deaf and dumb alphabet.
On inquiry, we were informed that this kind of worship prevailed
throughout Spanish America and various other countries, and that it
is called by the dignified name of Christianity, and that it is
very ancient.
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