35-xx-xx ep20Reverend Thomas Starr King

Frontier fighters, fear fighters. The glowing, imperishable deeds of those fearless sons of courage who gave their lives so that the West might have liberty and justice.

When the Reverend Thomas Star King accepted a pastor in San Francisco, his well-wishing Boston friends thought he had suddenly become bereft of his reason. They assured him California was a land of brawling miners, outlaws, and savages. But on April 5, 1860, Star King and his wife boarded the steamer northern light for San Francisco. When the ship was a few

miles out he remarked to his wife, where did you him? You worried a little? No, not exactly worried. That you're apprehensive. California is such a new country. Such a wild country. I know. And you're a little worried about me personally. I don't exactly look the rugged pioneer type.

Why did you ever leave Boston? Not that I wouldn't go with you to the end of the end. I know my darling, but you're thinking. I've given up so much to accept so little. I would do so that way to be human.

But you did. I was called to San Francisco to serve both my country and my god. So? You said like a soldier about to enlist in the army. I did. If Abraham Lincoln is elected president of these United States.

Well, I... Oh, but don't worry your little head, you did. I can only see my darling, but I was really cold in California. But now, look up at this guy, my dear. Isn't it glorious to know God's in his heaven and old right with the word?

On April 28, 1860, Star King preached his first sermon in the Unitarian church on Stockton Street. His size, his beardless boyish face, were held against him until he spoke. Then every doubt in the minds of his parishioners faded away.