---
title: Improvement Era
description: Monthly periodical of the Mormon church, 1897 onward. This library holds the issues of November 1897 to December 1930.
authors:
  - Young Men’s Mutual Improvement Associations
collections:
  - periodicals
tags:
  - magazine
  - improvement-era
periodical: Improvement Era
volume: 23
number: 11
published: 1920-09
publisher: Young Men’s Mutual Improvement Associations
publisher_place: Salt Lake City
language: en
type: magazine
reference: 'Young Men’s Mutual Improvement Associations, "Genealogical Records Relationship," *Improvement Era* 23, no. 11 (September 1920): 962–966.'
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  url: https://archive.org/details/improvementera23011unse
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  identifier: improvementera23011unse
start_page: 962
end_page: 966
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  status: public-domain
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  source: https://archive.org/details/improvementera23011unse
  publication_year: 1920
  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 1920, before 1931; a scan-level notice does not restore copyright.
---

# Genealogical Records Relationship

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our era. According to the tradition, the emigrants left in
eighty canoes and passed through Samoa, Tahiti, and other
islands; finally, after five centuries, some of the descendants
of these "pilgrim fathers" of the Pacific reached New Zealand.
This has now been confirmed by the genealogical discoveries in
Honolulu.
     The second migration, Tawhiti rao, according to the tradition, started from a place that had immense bodies of water
on each side, and was situated on an isthmus connecting two vast
countries, so large that to walk around either of them would
have required a life time.
     Secular history has no further light to throw on this
tradition, but in the Book of Mormon brief mention is made
of migrations from the land of Zarahemla and of voyages northward and westward, which might have taken the daring emigrants to the Hawaiian Islands. We read:

     "And it came to pass that in the thirty and seventh year of the reign of
the Judges, there was a large company of men, even to the amount of five
thousand and four hundred men, with their wives and their children, de*
parted out of the land of Zarahemla, into the land which was northward.
     And it came to pass that Hagoth, he being an exceedingly, curious man,
therefore he went forth and built him an exceeding large ship, on the borders of the land Bountiful, by the land of Desolation, and launched it forth
into the west sea, by the narrow neck which led into the land northward.
     "And behold, there were many of the Nephites who did enter therein
and did sail forth with much provisions, and also many women and children; and they took their course northward. And thus ended the thirty
and seventh year.
     "And in the thirty and eighth year this man built other ships. And the
first ship did also return and many more people did enter into it; and they
also took much provisions and set out again to the land northward.
    "And it came to pass that they were never heard of more. And we
suppose that they were drowned up in the depths of the sea. And it came
to pass that one other ship also did sail forth; and whither she did go,
we know not.
    "And it came to pass that in this      year,there were many people
who went forth into the land northward.     And thus ended the thirty and
             —
eighth year." Alma 63:4-9.

     It is readily seen that the Maori tradition and this extract
from the Book of Mormon are in perfect agreement.
     The third migration, Tawhiti pamaomao, the longest, and
first in point of time, is believed to be that of Lehi and his
company from the doomed city of Jerusalem to the western
hemisphere.
     The genealogical discoveries of the distinguished Maoris
furnish strong corroborative evidence of the authenticity of
this interesting bit of Book of Mormon history.  On this point
the author of an illustrated article in the Honolulu Star-
Bulletin, of June 5, 1920, remarks:

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    The visiting Maoris are almost firmly convinced that the three great
migrations referred to in their traditions relate to the journey of Lehi, the
voyage of Hagoth, and the eighty canoes that started from Hawaii southward centuries ago.    And in view of the fact that the last named traditional
migration appears to have been proved a fact by the similarity in the genealogical trees of both Maoris and Hawaiians, the other two migrations seem
plausible indeed. To the visiting Maoris the other two migrations, as outlined, seem not only probable but even possible of proof, even as that of
"tawhiti nui."

     Elder E. Wesley Smith, president of the Hawaiian mission, in the      same issue of the Star-Bulletin, calls attention to
this fact:              1_

      The pedigree of Kamehameha, traced back to those whom the Hawaiians regard as the originals of the people who first inhabited the Hawaiian Islands, discloses the very interesting probability that       Opuukahonua, the head of Kamehameha's line of ancestry, was living about the
year 70 B. C; and that he, with the other colonists, may have arrived on
one of the Hawaiian Islands about 54 B. C, and from thence they may
eventually have scattered to the various islands of the Pacific.
    This circumstance is of special interest to the Latter-day Saints, because
we learn from the Book of Mormon that two of the ships of Hagoth, with
passengers and provisions, left the west coast of America in the year 54 B.

                        HAWAIIAN MISSIONARIES
        Standing,   left to right:Lloyd D. Davis, Lester Williams.
         Sitting:    Elmer C. Jenkins, President E. Wesley Smith.

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C, and never returned. The conclusion is obvious, it is quite likely that
one or both of those vessels contained colonists from America who located
on Hawaii; and that they are the race of people who have spread over the
islands of Polynesia.

       3.   Legends.    That the Hawaiians are descendants of a people familiar with Bible history in its earliest parts is proved by
their legends and traditions, and that they and the Maoris, Sanioans, Tahitians, etc., are one race is? also made probable by
the fact that they have a common fund of folk lore and common
religious conceptions.
     The Era is in receipt        of   an interesting article on this
subject by Elder fm. M. Waddoups.           It will appear at an early
date.

     It will be of special interest to the Latter-day Saints to
learn that the Maoris referred to in this article are members
of the Church. They are:

    "Wiremu (William) Duncan and wife of Dannevirke, New Zealand. He
came with President Lambert to Salt Lake City a short time ago. He is
a manufacturer of cheese and his product took first prize in London in
competition with the world.
    Eriata Nopera and wife of Dannevirke, New Zealand, a wealthy sheep
owner.
    Rahiri Harris and wife of Dannevirke, New Zealand, a dairy farmer.
    Wiremu Karaka and wife of Tokomaru Bay, New Zealand, a sheep and
cattle rancher.
      Waimate Anaru and wife of New Zealand, a contractor.
      Hohepa Heperi and wife of Waihou, New Zealand, an      agriculturist
and dairy farmer.
    Mrs. Huihui Pera of Opapa, New Zealand, sheep ranch owner.
    Mrs. Waitokorau Thompson of Dannevirke, New Zealand, a land owner.
She resided in Salt Lake City from 1911 to 191 \

    They came to the Hawaiian Islands in charge of Elder
James N. Lambert, retiring president of the New Zealand mission, in order to engage in Temple work in the new Temple at
Laie. The spirit of Elijah is evidently resting upon that portion
of the Lord's vineyard, as upon the Church in other parts of the
earth, and the effect is that many links are revealed in the
chains that unite the children and their fathers from generation
to generation.

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I Ain't      Like       Ma
                        By John Garrett O'Brien

     Mrs. Dean had set the table in the small kitchen, finished
making a fruit salad, and was in the act of mashing the potatoes when the door opened and in came her daughter, her
cheeks aglow with the pink of youth, her large, blue eyes sparkling.
        "Ma, hurry up with the supper," she urged as she placed
a loaf of bread on the table, "I've got aa  ——
                                            date this evening!"
    Mrs. Dean smiled. "As if I'd forgotten that it was Harry's
night!" she chuckled as gaily as if she were a girl herself once
more.
    Polly gave her a sidelong glance, kissed her lightly on the
cheek as  if suddenly remembering her omission, and started
away to take off her hat and cloak. But at the door she turned
her head.
    "Ma, it ain't with Harry this time," she said loftily.
        "What—"
     "I've been asked out by a real swell!"      I tell you. "He
                         —                —
wears a big diamond swishes a cane and owns an auto! La,
it's a peach! It don't snarl, either, it purrs like a happy cat!

Gee—"
        "The very idea!"
     Off she went smiling, but her mother suddenly looked
grave.   So altered in fact as she began to place the supper on
the table that she hardly seemed like the same woman; nor did
she hum over her work as she had done so recently.
     "That gal of mine sure puzzles me at times," she mused.
"She ain't mean. She wouldn't hurt a fly. But my, oh my,
she's far too pretty!"
     Polly entered a little later, breathless and a trifle flustered
as she seated herself. "Ma, you ain't ironed that pink dress!"
she rebuked, pouting her rosy lips before sampling the home
cooking. "I only have that old yellow thing I wore last year!
                                  —
You want me to look a fright that's what you do!"
     "Who's the boy?" asked her mother after assuring her
that she could fix the dress in a few minutes.
     Polly flushed and tried to evade, but Mrs. Dean was insistent.
        "Well," deliberately, "he ain't a boy.    It's   Mr. Holt, if you

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want to know. He's been askin' me to go to a show with him
for a long time!"
     Her mother's lips wreathed with as much scorn as her kindly face would permit. "Polly, you don't go with him this evenin'
—or any other time, either!"
       The girl's blue eyes studied her intently.
   "Ma, ain't I kept this flat goin' for three years since Pa
died?  Ain't I worked like a slave in the Elite Emporium?
                                                     —
And ain't I always handed you my pay each week now ain't
I?"
       "Yes,"   murmured the woman, "you have.      You've been
all a gal should be to her Ma.          — —
                                   But but I thought as how
you an' Harry were goin' to be married one of these days! And
I can't bear the sight of that Mr. Holt!"
       "Ma!"
       "Why don't he visit you here?     What kind of a man is
he,    anyway?"
       Polly gave her an indignant glance before continuing to
eat.
     "Tell me," asked her mother quietly, "is it the scar on
Harry's face that's made the difference?"
    A stony silence, so she continued: "Daughter, Harry's just
the kind of man your father was. He's patient, and kind, that's
what he is. He's fought for his country, too, and got wounded.
And he says to me one day: 'Ma, Pll soon get promoted, for
I'm studyin' hard with that course, and I've been promised a
good raise when I pass my examinations. Then Pol can have
a gal to do the hard work, and take things easy!"
     "Huh!" cried the blonde with unshaken determination, "I
don't want any more of these cheap flats.       I'm goin' on the
stage   And I'm to get thirty-five a week to start with, even dur-
        !

ing rehearsals!"

    A sudden silence fell over them like an invisible cloak.
The clock seemed to tick like a dirge as the woman's hand unconsciously sought her heart, as if to allay its strenuous beating; for it seemed to her as if the happy future that Harry had
been planning for her daughter had suddenly melted away like
a rainbow.
     "Babe," she said softly, "although you are twenty-one, past,
you're still my ewe lamb.      Tell me you don't mean it! Say
that you'll stick by Harry!"
     Polly tossed her blonde head. "But I do, Ma, I ain't got
nothin' else to look forward to, and actresses make fine money.
                —            —
A hundred two hundred three hundred a week and more  —
than that, some of 'em!"
