“Leader, what do you say
About the judgment day?
I will die on the field of battle,
Die on the field of battle,
With glory in my soul.”
Then we all began to shout, singing meantime, and shouted for a long while. Gorsuch, who was standing head bowed, said “What are you doing now?”
Samuel Thompson replied, “Preaching a sinner’s funeral sermon.”
“You had better give up, and come down.”
I then said to Gorsuch,—“‘If a brother see a sword coming, and he warn not his brother, then the brother’s blood is required at his hands; but if the brother see the sword coming, and warn his brother, and his brother flee not, then his brother’s blood is required at his own hand.’ I see the sword coming, and, old man, I warn you to flee; if you flee not, your blood be upon your own hand.”
It was now about seven o’clock.