ready in a little while and I was soon at the dear old home, 344 Carlton
avenue.

God be praised for the way he has led me since I was three years old
until this day, for it was His hand that taught me to remember all of
these long years. I have in my mind the time at the old home when they
put me on the fine dressing table in front of the large mirror, while
the Rev. Mr. Walker baptized me in the name of the Father and the Son
and the Holy Ghost, according to the Methodist tests in those days, and
I always thought that was to give me my Christian name; but when the
Lord had spoken peace to my soul He led me to follow in his footsteps,
and I gladly followed Him to be buried to the world--that is, to be put
out of sight, and that is what the word means. I have found it to be one
of those times when the Father was pleased with His own dear beloved
Son, and I know that He will be pleased whenever we do please Him, for
God so loved the world of sinful men that He gave His only begotten Son
that whosoever believeth in Him should have everlasting life, for God
sent not His Son into the world to condemn it, but that through Him all
might believe in Him and have everlasting life.

I wish that I could know that the whole world was receiving this life,
and that we all could help to crown Him, as the angels are crowning Him,
the King of Kings and Lord of Heaven and of this earth.

It is a blessed hope to know that God is love, and they that worship Him
must worship Him in spirit and in truth.

I joined the church in 1866 and began to try and follow in this good old
way that leads from earth to glory, and it has not always been a path of
the sweetest flowers, but I have never failed to find my all in the Lord