CHAPTER III


I was baptized by the Rev. David Moore, the pastor of the Washington
Avenue Church, who is one of the best beloved ones on this earth, for he
never overlooked me in the time that my soul needed the Lord Jesus
Christ to save me from my sins and make me a child of the King, which
makes me what I am to day. I bless God that he ever put it in my dear
mother's mind to come to this place, for she was not a Christian, and
the heaviest burden that I have carried was praying for one that was the
head of the great family where she should have been a leader of her dear
ones to the Lamb of God, that taketh away the sins of the world. But God
be praised for a little one to lead so many, for of all the people of
mothers there was not one that knew of this love of God, and how many
were the souls given for me to work for. I told my mother that I had
found Jesus and was going to follow Him. She said. "My child, you are
too young. I am afraid that you will not hold out." And I said, "Mother,
if I should look to myself I should fail, but I look to Jesus. I have
given my life and He can hold me in the power of His might and can keep
me from failing; so I can not go against your will, but I must follow
Him, for you know how He has saved me from sickness so many times, and
now the time has come for me to pay my vows unto Him for making me His
own." I went forward in the way that He marked out for me and then to
pray that she might be saved.

My grandma was almost one hundred years old, and when she heard that the
Lord had saved me and that I was praying for her she saw her own sins
and asked me to come on to visit all of my people, and I, getting ready,