George Brown Collection
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Scan of pages from Brown's autobiography.
Scan of cover page of Brown's autobiography.

George Brown: In his own words

The Early Years
and The Call

CONTENTS

Family Background / My father: the able man / My father: the lay preacher / School days / Dangerous Occupations / Going to Sea I / Going to Sea II / Going to Sea III / Passage to America / First Steps / The Great Lakes / Return to England / A Narrow Escape / Passage to New Zealand / Auckland / Finding a Mission / Fit for Mission Work? / A Suitable Helpmeet / A Bush Honeymoon / Our Worst Night / Missionary Heroes / Sydney to Samoa
Acknowledgments & Links


A bush honeymoon < Our worst night
> Missionary heroes

Our last night out on the west coast was by far the worst, as a very furious gale, accompanied with heavy, driving rain, blew down our little shelter tent, and drenched us most pitilessly, long before daylight. But space will not permit my telling the whole story of the memorable journey. It may have been an appropriate introduction to the life my wife and I were to live, but it was certainly not a pleasant picnic, when considered from one side only. Going and returning, however, it was the best journey I have ever made, and, with the exception of the time I spent in the canoe at Waikato Heads, I was happy all the time. We received great kindness from the Maoris along the way, and, in fact, the only lack of hospitality we experienced was when we took shelter in an old deserted Maori whare, and were at once attacked by thousands of fleas, that absolutely compelled us to stand shivering on the hill top, turning our backs to the pitiless driving rain, against which it was not possible to proceed. However, we got home at last, and were received most lovingly at Onehunga by those who, ever since my arrival at New Zealand, had been to me, not uncle, aunt, and cousins, but father, mother, sisters, and brothers, and who now rejoiced greatly that the sailor lad whom they had received so kindly some years ago had been called to the work in which their own life had been lived, and that he was being accompanied to his life-work by the daughter of one of their oldest friends and fellow-labourers.

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Family Background / My father: the able man / My father: the lay preacher / School days / Dangerous Occupations / Going to Sea I / Going to Sea II / Going to Sea III / Passage to America / First Steps / The Great Lakes / Return to England / A Narrow Escape / Passage to New Zealand / Auckland / Finding a Mission / Fit for Mission Work? / A Suitable Helpmeet / A Bush Honeymoon / Our Worst Night / Missionary Heroes / Sydney to Samoa
Acknowledgments & Links