“Previous to my arrival here it was acknowledged and spoken of in the public papers as well as in private letters that the greatest want at Kalawao was a spiritual leader.  It was owing in a great measure to this want that vice as a general rule existed instead of virtue, and degradation of the lowest type went ahead as a leader of the community. ...  When once the disease prostrated them women and children were often cast out, and had to find some other shelter.  Sometimes they were laid behind a stone wall, and left there to die, and at other times a hired hand would carry them to the hospital.

“As there were so many dying people, my priestly duty toward them often gave me the opportunity to visit them at their domiciles, and although my exhortations were especially addressed to the prostrated often they would fall upon the ears of public sinners, who little by little became conscious of the consequences of their wicked lives, and began to reform, and thus, with the hope in a merciful Saviour, gave up their bad habits.

“Kindness to all, charity to the needy, a sympathising hand to the sufferers and the dying, in conjunction with a solid religious instruction to my listeners, have been my constant means to introduce moral habits among the lepers.  I am happy to say that, assisted by the local administration, my labours here, which seemed to be almost in vain at the beginning, have, thanks to a kind Providence, been greatly crowned with success.”

The water supply of Molokai was a pleasant subject with Father Damien.  When he first arrived the lepers could only obtain water by carrying it from the gulch on their poor shoulders; they had also to take their clothes to some distance when they required washing, and it was no wonder that they lived in a very dirty state.  He was much exercised about the matter, and one day, to his great joy, he was told that at the end of a valley called Waihanau there was a natural reservoir.  He set out with two white men and some of his boys, and travelled up the valley till he came with delight to a nearly circular basin of most delicious ice-cold water.  Its diameter was seventy-two feet by fifty-five, and not far from the bank they found, on sounding, that it was eighteen feet deep.  There it lay at the foot of a high cliff, and he was informed by the natives that there had never been a drought in which this basin had dried up.  He did not rest till a supply of waterpipes had been sent them, which he and all the able lepers went to work and laid.  Henceforth clear sweet water has been available for all who desire to drink, to wash, or to bathe.

It was after living at the leper settlement for about ten years that Father Damien began to suspect that he was a leper.  The doctors assured him that this was not the case.  But he once scalded himself in his foot, and to his horror he felt no pain.  Anaesthesia had begun, and soon other fatal signs appeared.  One day he asked Dr. Arning, the great German doctor who was then resident in Molokai, to examine him carefully.