“Why, the great revivalist and preacher who is expected here to-day.”
Sez I, “Who is it?” The woman said she couldn’t remember the name, but he wuz the greatest preacher sence Wesley. He jest went about doin’ good, folks would go milds and milds to hear him, and he drawed their souls and sperits right along with his fervor and eloquence. He is to a big meetin’ at Burr’s Mills to-day, but is expected here for sure. Two hundred had been converted under him at Burr’s Mills. He had been there a week.
I sez, “Whyee! is that so?”
“Yes,” sez the calm woman, and she went on to say, “I hear that he used to be a wicked man, but had some trouble that made him desperate, and finally driv him right into the 336 Kingdom, and sence that he can’t seem to work hard enough for the Master.”
“Well,” sez I, “Saul the scoffer got turned into Paul the apostle, and that same power is here to-day.”
“Speakin’ of the power,” sez the woman, “two wimmen and a man had the power last night, one girl lay speechless for hours, and when she come to said she had been ketched right up into Heaven. She talked beautiful,” sez she.
Sez I calmly, “That’s jest what Paul said, he said he wuz caught up to the Third Heaven.”
Sez Josiah, “That power don’t come to earth to-day, Samantha.”
Sez I, “Who told you it didn’t? I hain’t hearn on’t. Earth hain’t no furder from Heaven now than it wuz then, and the same God reigns.”
“Amen,” sez the pepper-and-salt man, I see he had zeal and religion, but I felt kinder flustrated to be “amened” to in public, and I looked kinder meachin’ I spoze, and the calm woman see I did. And she sez: