---
title: Improvement Era
description: Monthly periodical of the Mormon church, 1897 onward. This library holds the issues of November 1897 to December 1930.
authors:
  - Morris, Nephi L.
collections:
  - periodicals
tags:
  - magazine
  - improvement-era
periodical: Improvement Era
volume: 2
number: 6
published: 1899-04
publisher: Young Men’s Mutual Improvement Associations
publisher_place: Salt Lake City
language: en
type: magazine
reference: 'Morris, Nephi L., "Legendary Anecdotes of St. John," *Improvement Era* 2, no. 6 (April 1899): 459–462.'
source:
  url: https://archive.org/details/improvementera26unse
  transcription: Transcribed from the Internet Archive scan of each issue (the item for each issue is named in the issue's own source); unnumbered advertising leaves are omitted, printed page numbers are kept as page markers.
  identifier: improvementera26unse
start_page: 459
end_page: 462
rights:
  status: public-domain
  basis: US publication 1930 or earlier (published 1899-04)
  source: https://archive.org/details/improvementera26unse
  publication_year: 1899
  note: The Internet Archive item metadata carries a blanket "© Copyright by Intellectual Reserve, Inc." notice. The library owner judged it inapplicable because this issue was published in 1899, before 1931; a scan-level notice does not restore copyright.
---

# Legendary Anecdotes of St. John

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LEGENDARY ANECDOTES OF ST. JOHN.
                        BY NEPHI L. MORRIS.

     Quite a number of legends are told of the "Beloved Apostle"
by the early writers of the Christian Church. Some of them are
extremely interesting, while others seem to be of very little merit
or value. They seem to cluster around his later years rather than
any other period of his life, and though none of them can be
accepted as absolutely trustworthy        in   historic   detail,   yet they
seem to possess some value, if for nothing more than the spirit
they breathe.     Moreover, they seem to throw side-lights upon the
interesting character which has hitherto been viewed by many of
us along the undeviating perspective of          New Testament history
alone.
     This one is told us by Clement of Alexandria, and it seems not
unworthy of the great apostle. It exhibits in a fine manner the
largeness of St. John's love, and, above all, the conquering power
of that more than human quality.     We will relate it for the most
part in the language of St. Clement himself:
     But that you may be      still   more confident, when you have            I!
thus truly repented, that there remaineth for thee a trustworthy
hope of salvation, hear a legend      —nay, not a legend, but a true           jj ^

narrative   —about John the Apostle, handed down and preserved            in

memory. When, on the death of the tyrant, he passed over to
Ephesus from the island of Patmos, he used to make missionary
journeys also to the neighboring Gentile cities, in some places to
appoint bishops, and in some to set in order whole churches, and in
some to appoint one of those indicated by the Spirit.                On his
arrival there at one of the cities at no great distance, of which

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some even mention the name,            he    saw a youth       of   stalwart
frame      and   winning    countenance      and   impetuous   spirit,   and
said to the bishop, "I entrust to thee this youth, with all earnestness,    calling Christ    and the Church to witness."         The bishop
accepted the trust and made all the requisite promises, and the
apostle renewed his injunctions and adjurations. He then returned
to Ephesus, and the elder, taking home with him the youth who had
been trusted to his care, maintained, cherished, and finally baptized
him.     After this he abandoned further care and protection of him,-
considering that he had affixed to him the seal of the Lord as a
perfect    amulet against     evil.   Thus prematurely neglected, the
youth was corrupted by certain   idle companions of his own age,

who were familiar with evil, and who first led him astray by many
costly banquets, and then took him out by night with them to
share in their felonious proceedings, finally demanding his co-operation insome worse crime. First familiar with guilt, and then
from force of his character, starting aside from the straight path
like some    mighty steed that seizes the bit in his teeth, he rushed
headlong towards ruin, and utterly abandoning the Divine salvation,   gathered his worst comrades around him, and became a most
violent, blood-stained and reckless bandit chief.         Not long afterwards John was recalled to the city, and after putting other things
in order said: ''Come now,    bishop, restore to me the deposit
which I and the Savior entrusted to thee, with the witness of the
Church over which thou dost preside."   At first the bishop in his
alarm mistook the meaning of the metaphor, but the apostle said,
"1 demand back the young man and the soul of the brother." Then

groaning from the depths of his heart and shedding tears, "He is
dead," said the bishop.   "How, and by what death?" "He is dead
to God!     For he has turned out wicked and desperate, and, to sum
up all, a brigand; and now instead of the Church he has seized the
mountain, with fellows like himself."          Then the apostle, rending
his robe and beating his head, with wailing said,        "A fine guardian
of our brother's soul did I have!           Give me a horse and a guide."
Instantly, as he was, he rode  away from the Church, and arriving
at the brigand's outposts,  was captured without flight or resistance, but crying, "For this I have come.  Lead me to your chief."
The chief awaited him in his armor, but when he recognized John

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as he approached, he was struck with shame and turned to           fly.

But John pursued him as fast as he could, forgetful of his age,
crying out, "Why, my son, do'st thou fly from thine own father,
unarmed, aged as he is? Pity me, my son, fear not; thou hast
still a hope of life.  I will give an account to Christ for thee

should need be. I will willingly abide thy death; the Lord endured
the death on our behalf. For thy sake I will give in ransom my
own soul. Stay! believe! Christ sent me." But he on hearing
these words first stood with downcast gaze, then flung away his
arms, then trembling, began to weep bitterly, and embraced the
old man when he came up to him, pleading with his groans, and
l3aptizing himself afresh with his tears, only concealing his right
liand.     But the apostle pledging himself to win remission for him
from the Savior by his supplications, kneeling before him, covering
with kisses even his right hand as having been cleansed by repentance, led him back to the Church, and praying for him with abundant prayers, and wrestling with him in earnest fastings, and disenchanting him with various winning strains, he did not depart, as
they say, till he restored him to the bosom of the Church, affording
a great example of true repentance, and a great badge of renewed
birth, a trophy of visible repentance,   when in the close of the age
the angels receive those who are truly penitent into heavenly habitations, radiantly rejoicing, hymning their hymns, and opening the
heavens.
         One ancient writer says Smyrna was the city. Rufinus adds
that John afterwards      made the youth a bishop. Be those things
as they may, the story beautifully shows the mighty, all-conquering power of love in winning souls to Christ.
     Another beautiful story is told by Cassian, a monk of about
420 A. D. Since it was written or appears for the first time at so
late a date, and is told by this monk alone, it is not
                                                       deserving of

much confidence.      However it is truly characteristic of the apostle.
 It tells us that St. John in his hours of recreation
                                                        and rest was in
 the habit of playing with a     tame  partridge.   On  one occasion a

 young hunter who was very eager to see him, could hardly conceal
 his surprise, and even his disapproval, finding
                                                 him thus occupied.
 He doubted for a moment whether this could really be the survivor
 of the apostles. "What is that thing which thou earnest in thy

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hand?" asked John.       "A bow," said the young man.            "Why then
is it unstrung?"     "Because," said the youth, "were        I   to keep it
always strung it would lose its spring and become useless." "Even
so," replied the apostle,  "be not offended at this my brief relaxation, which prevents    my spirit from waxing faint."
        There is not so much beauty in the figure of the bow which
is   never unbent as there is in the old man's tenderness for one of
God's humble creatures.        Even Moses, the great legislator and
teacher of nations, was not above teaching boys not to take the
mother bird when they took the young from the nest.          And of him
a very beautiful Rabinic legend is told which closely resembles, in
spirit at least, the   one abore.     It   says that he once followed a
little lamb far into the    wilderness, and, finding it, took     it into   his
arms, saying, "Little lamb, thou knewest not what was good for
thee.     Come unto me, thy shepherd, and I will bear thee to thy
fold."    And God said, "Because he has been tender to the straying
lamb, he shall be the shepherd of my people Israel."

                    "He prayeth well who loveth well,
                     Both man and bird and beast,
                   He prayeth best who loveth best
                     All things, both great and small;
                   For the dear God who loveth us,
                       He made and loveth all."
        One other tradition has gained almost universal acceptance.
It is that when St. John "tarried at Ephesus to extreme old age,
and could only with difficulty be carried to church in the arms of
the disciples, and was unable to give utterance to many words, he
used to say no more at their meetings than this:         'Little children,
love one another.'      The   disciples    and fathers who were there^
wearied with hearing always the same words, said, 'Master, why
dost thou always say this?' 'It is the Lord's command,' was his

worthy reply; 'and if only this be done, it is enough.'
    Concerning the death of St. John we are left             in    absolute
darkness so far as trustworthy history goes.            He was     called a
martyr because of the many deaths he is said to have suffered.
Farrar says, "We may assume it for certain that, so far as the
early Fathers knew, he died quietly at Ephesus of extreme old
age."   Not only was the supposed end of his career shrouded in
