---
title: Improvement Era
description: Monthly periodical of the Mormon church, 1897 onward. This library holds the issues of November 1897 to December 1930.
authors:
  - David O. McKay
collections:
  - periodicals
tags:
  - magazine
  - improvement-era
periodical: Improvement Era
volume: 24
number: 5
published: 1921-03
publisher: Young Men’s Mutual Improvement Associations
publisher_place: Salt Lake City
language: en
type: magazine
reference: 'David O. McKay, "The Chinese Realm Dedicated for the Preaching of the Gospel," *Improvement Era* 24, no. 5 (March 1921): 443–446.'
source:
  url: https://archive.org/details/improvementera2405unse
  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: improvementera2405unse
start_page: 443
end_page: 446
rights:
  status: public-domain
  basis: US publication 1930 or earlier (published 1921-03)
  source: https://archive.org/details/improvementera2405unse
  publication_year: 1921
  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 1921, before 1931; a scan-level notice does not restore copyright.
---

# The Chinese Realm Dedicated for the Preaching of the Gospel

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The Chinese Realm Dedicated for the
             Preaching of the Gospel
The Act Accomplished by Elder David O. McKay, in the Au-
                thority of the Holy Apostleship

      By Hugh J. Cannon, President of the Liberty Stake of Zion

     Elder David 0. McKay, of the Council of the Twelve, and
the writer, arrived in Peking, the chief city of China, Saturday
evening, January 8, 1921. The horde of ragged and revolting
mendicants, grimy porters and insistent jinrikisha men, who
fought noisily for possession of us, as we emerged from the
station, was not such as to inspire a feeling of affectionate
brotherhood. However, we had gone to Peking to do the Lord's
will, as nearly as we could ascertain what it was.   His inspiration rested upon his servant in charge, and Elder McKay decided
that the land should be dedicated and set apart for the preaching of the gospel of the Master.
     It seemed most desirable that this should be done on the
following day, as that was the only Sabbath we should be in
Peking. But where, in the midst of that clamor and confusion,
could a suitable spot be found? The city lies on a level, barren
plain. There are no forests, and, as far as we knew, no groves
nor even clumps of trees.    We  were wholly unfamiliar with the
city and had met no one who could enlighten us.       If we went
outside the surrounding walls, there was reason to believe no
secluded spot could be found nor the ever-present crowd of
supplicants avoided.
      January 9 dawned clear and cold. With no definte goal in
mind, we left the hotel and walked through the legation quarter, under the shadow of dear Old Glory, out into what ife known
as "The Forbidden City," past the crumbling temples reared to
an "Unknown God." Directed, as we believe, by a Higher
Power, we came to a grove of cypress trees, partially surrounded
by a moat, and walked to its extreme northwest corner, then
retraced our steps until reaching a tree with divided trunk
which had attracted our attention when we first saw it.
    "This is the spot," said Elder McKay.
    A reposeful peace hovered over the place which seemed
already hallowed; one felt that it was almost a profanation to
tread thereon with covered head and feet.
    Two men were in sight, but they seemed oblivious to our
presence, and they soon left the grove. There, in the heart of

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444                     IMPROVEMENT ERA
a city with a million inhabitants, we were entirely alone, except
for the presence of a divinely sweet and comforting Spirit.

         Elder David O. McKay and the tree under which he,
       and Elder Hugh J. Cannon, stood while he dedicated
       the land of China for the preaching of the gospel, Sun-
       day, January 9, 1921. This grove is within the walls of
       the "Forbidden City," Peking, China,

    An act destined to affect the lives of four hundred and fifty
millions of people now living, as well as of millions and perhaps

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THE CHINESE REALM DEDICATED                     445

billions yet unborn, calls forth feelings of profound solemnity,
and that, too, despite the fact that the vast majority of those
affected may die in ignorance of the event.
      After a prayer had been offered and the spot dedicated as a
place of supplication and for the fulfilment of the object of our
visit, Elder David 0. McKay, in the authority of the Holy Apostleship, dedicated and set apart the Chinese Realm for the
preaching of the gospel of the Lord Jesus Christ, whenever the
Church authorities shall deem it advisable to send out missionaries for that purpose. Never was the power of his calling more
apparent in his utterances. He blessed the land and its benighted people, and supplicated the Almighty to acknowledge
this blessing.  He prayed that famine and pestilence might be
stayed, that the government might become stable, either through
its own initiative, or by the intervention of other powers, and
that superstition and error, which for ages have enveloped the
people, might be discarded, and Truth take their place. He
supplicated the Lord to send to this land broad-minded and
intelligent men and women, that upon them might rest the
spirit of discernment and the power to comprehend the Chinese
nature, so that in the souls of this people an appreciation of the
glorious gospel might be awakened.
      It was such a prayer and blessing as must be recognized in
heaven, and though the effects may not be suddenly apparent,
they will be none the less real.
     And never, perhaps, has there been a land more greatly in
need of heavenly aid. One cannot help but feel that if it were
not for the watchful and unselfish attitude of the United States,
China's national rights would very quickly be invaded. With
the largest population of any country in the world, she is wholly
impotent, and in addition to her own helplessness, a curse seems
to overshadow her.     Millions of her people are starving. It is
estimated by the committee in charge of the relief work that
five dollars will save a life, but the five dollars must come from
abroad.
     And yet, if this nation would observe one of the simplest of
the Lord's commandments, that of the monthly fast, and give
the meals thus saved to those in need, the famine problem would
be solved. This would furnish two meals daily to each of the
fifteen million sufferers.
     The cypress tree is a symbol of sorrow and sadness in China,
and this cypress grove seemed a peculiarly fitting place in which
to invoke the blessing of heaven upon this oppressed and sorrowing people. The accompanying picture shows the tree, and
Brother McKay, where the dedicatory prayer was offered.
     At Shan-Hai-Quan, the point at which that wonder of wonders, the great Chinese wall, meets the sea, and on the frontier

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President Hugh J. Cannon and some of the famine
       stricken Chinese, on the edge of the famine district at
       Shan-Hai-Quan, China, January 8, 1921.

of the famine district, we took a picture which we are presenting herewith. Though the morning was bitterly cold, we judged
it to be zero weather, some of these people were nearly naked.

The shreds of patches which only partially covered their emaciated and shivering bodies might well feel complimented at
being called rags.
     One contemplates China's past accomplishments with a feeling akin to awe.    We  respect old age, and especially so when,
with antiquity, we see achievement; and it is well to remember
that this land had a highly developed civilization nearly twentyfive centuries before the Christian era.
     Notwithstanding her present pitiably inane condition, we
have met some admirable Chinese people, and cherish the sincere hope that at no very distant day the light of the gospel may
penetrate to present overwhelming darkness. Though the abject
misery we beheld appealed to our tenderest sympathies, gold
and silver we could not give, but the door was unlocked for them
through which they may enter into eternal life.
Enroute from Yokohama to Honolulu, Feb. 1, 1921.
