Brother C's Provision of Passage Money for Annie Anderson

Annie Anderson, having lost all her savings to her father's funeral expenses, was left behind in Denmark when her mother and siblings emigrated to Utah. Upon her mother pleading her case to the Mission President (Brother C), he miraculously produced the necessary passage money, instructing her to get ready to sail the next day. Annie then walked twelve miles, experienced a series of providential events including the finding of a locked store-room key, and was able to reach the station in time to depart for Zion.

Fuller account of this event (in the witness’s own words):

I was born in Copenhagen, Denmark, in the year 1874. My parents were members of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. When I was about twenty-two years of age, my mother and the rest of the family were preparing to emigrate to Zion. I had been working and had saved enough money to pay my own passage, but my father died, and the expenses of his funeral and other debts took all my savings, so I was left behind. My mother felt very badly to leave me, but there seemed to be no help for it. She went to the mission president, Brother C——, and told him of my situation. He asked her if I was a good girl, and she told him I was. He then told her to send me to him. I went, and he asked me if I would like to go to Zion. I told him I would, but I had no money. He asked me if I could get ready to leave the next day. I told him I could. He then told me to go home and get my things ready, and to come back to him that evening, and he would have the money for my passage. I went home, and with the help of my mother and sisters, I got my things ready. I went back to the mission office in the evening, and Brother C—— gave me the money for my passage. I was so happy that I could hardly speak. I thanked him and went home to finish my packing. The next day I started on my journey to Zion. I had to walk twelve miles to the station where I was to take the train. On the way, I had to pass a store-room where I had left some of my things. I found the door locked, and I had no key. I prayed to the Lord to help me, and as I was looking around, I saw a key lying on the ground. I picked it up, and it fit the lock perfectly. I got my things and went on to the station, where I arrived just in time to catch the train. I felt that the Lord had heard my prayers and had opened the way for me to go to Zion.