--- title: Improvement Era description: Monthly periodical of the Mormon church, 1897 onward. This library holds the issues of November 1897 to December 1930. authors: - Hart, James H. collections: - periodicals tags: - magazine - improvement-era periodical: Improvement Era volume: 12 number: 12 published: 1909-10 publisher: Young Men’s Mutual Improvement Associations publisher_place: Salt Lake City language: en type: magazine reference: 'James H. Hart, "The Last Witness," *Improvement Era* 12, no. 12 (October 1909): 955–958.' source: url: https://archive.org/details/improvementera12012unse 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: improvementera12012unse start_page: 955 end_page: 958 rights: status: public-domain basis: US publication 1930 or earlier (published 1909-10) source: https://archive.org/details/improvementera12012unse publication_year: 1909 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 1909, before 1931; a scan-level notice does not restore copyright. --- # The Last Witness THE LAST WITNESS. AN INTERVIEW WITH DAVID WHITMER, IN AUGUST, 1883. [It is worthy of historic mention that this poem was read and approved by David Whitmer. At a subsequent visit by the author, shortly before David's death, in the presence of his grandson who was, at the time of this writing, the custodian of the manuscript of the Book of Mormon and other relics, he expressed much pleasure in the receipt and reading of said poem, and accepted and acknowledged it as authentic in its entirety. — J. H. H.] I met an aged man the other day, In Richmond, Missouri, in County Ray, His step was feeble, but his eye was bright, And in it beamed intelligence and light. He was a living witness with eleven, Of ministrations from the courts of heaven; Ten of said witnesses have passed away, And he has now but little time to stay. Three score and ten had bleached his aged head. His Prophet, friends, lie numbered with the dead; He on Missouri's battlefield alone Was left to grapple with the dread cyclone. It swept away his home, but left intact The room and box with Nephite records packed, And finished up its sacreligious raid Within the old graveyard among the dead, It ruthlessly destroyed the tombs, which care Of sympathetic friends erected there; And recklessly tore up the very ground Where Oliver's remains might once be found. Give me the quiet valleys of the West, Of all our broad domain, in which to rest; For there the righteous may escape the rod Of retribution^fronfAlmighty God. 956 IMPROVEMENT ERA. "Pray, is it true," I asked, "that you have been With heavenly messengers, and have seen The records called the plates of brass and gold, Of which Moroni in his book has told? " 'Tis said you saw an angel from on high, While other witnesses were standing by, And that the messenger commanded you To testify that this strange work is true. "Not questioning your statement that I've read, Or what the other witnesses have said, Yet, I would like to know from you direct, If we have read or heard these things correct?" He lifted up his voice and thus replied: "My written statement I have ne'er denied, I saw the angel and I heard his voice, And wondrous things that made my heart rejoice. "This interview was sought with earnest prayer, The Prophet and Three Witnesses were there, But Martin, conscience-strick'n declined to stay, And wandered off alone to watch and pray, "I do not know the angel's rank nor name, Who on this great and glorious mission came, I know that he was clothed with power and might, And was surrounded with effulgent light. "No tongue can tell the glory and the power That was revealed to us in that blest hour; The plates of brass and gold the angel took And placed before us like an open book. "We saw the fine engravings on them, too, And heard the voice declare, the book is true; No power on earth could irom our minds efface The glorious vision of this trysting place. "We've done as then commanded we should do, And testified the 'Mormon book' is true; And was translated by the power given The Prophet Joseph from the God of heaven. "Thousands of people have been here to see The 'copy' Oliver has left with me; The characters, moreover, Martin took Professor Anthon- words of sacred book. ; ' ; THE LAST WITNESS. 957 'Some visit me who 'Mormonism' hate; Some ranking low, and some of high estate, I tell them all, as I now say to you, The Book of Mormon is of God, and true. "In yonder room I have preserved with care The printer's copy and the words so rare; The very words from Nephi's sacred book That Martin to Professor Anthon took. "If this be not the truth, there is no truth, And I have been mistaken from my youth; If I'm mistaken, you may know from thence That there's no God, no law, no life, no sense. "I know there is a God — I've heard his voice, And in his power and truth do still rejoice; Though fools may ridicule and laugh today, They yet will know the truth of what I say. "I've suffered persecution at the hands Of hireling preachers and their Christian bands; I've braved their hatred, and have them withstood While thirsting for the youthful Prophet's blood. "They came four hundred strong, with visage bold, And said, 'Deny this story you have told; And by our sacred honor we'll engage To save you from the mob's infuriate rage. "A mighty power came on me, and I spake In words that made the guilty mobbers quake; And trembling seized the surging crowd and fear, But, left unharmed, I felt that God was near." Thus spake the aged witness, of the way The Lord commenced his work in this our day If men will not believe what God hath 8aid, They'll not believe should one rise from the dead. Here was a man who in his youth, amazed, Upon a messenger of heaven gazed Presenting plates of rich and varied size, That filled his soul with wonder and surprise. Not only he, but there were others, ten, All truthful, brave and honorable men; With same integrity have ever told That they had seen the sacred 'plates of gold. ; 958 IMPROVEMENT ERA. I asked a Gentile lawyer if he knew These witnesses as honest men, and true; "Well, yes," said he, ''they're honest as the day, And I can vouch for every word they say. "What David Whitmer says, the people know May be regarded as precisely so: He's not a man to shade the truth or lie, But on his word you safely may rely. "And Mr. Cowdery, I have known him, too: More truthful man than he I never knew And as a lawyer, he was shrewd and bright, And always made an honorable fight." 'Think you that Joseph Smith could them deceive, ' By forging plates could make these men believe That they had seen an angel of the Lord, And make them perjurers with one accord?" "These men were model citizens," said he, "Men of sound judgment, honest, brave and free: Men who believed that Joseph Smith was right, And willing for his cause to boldly fight." I asked a Gentile doctor, and was told That David Whitmer' s word was good as gold. That "Cowdery was fairly idolized;" There names would ever be immortalized. "Although it's all a mystery to me, I know that they were true as men can be, I'd stake upon their word my soul, my life, So would his daughter, my beloved wife. "I seldom hear the so-called Christians preach, They nothing know, can therefore nothing teach, My wife has told me more of truth and God, Than taught by preachers in their grand Synod." Iinterviewed an aged woman there, The doctor's guest, moreover, hia belle-mere,* In youthful days, Miss Whitmer was her name, Now Mrs. Cowdery, of historic fame. * Mother-in-law.