# Signs and Wonders God Wrought in the Ministry for Forty Years/Chapter 40

Autobiography of an American healing evangelist
CHAPTER XL
CAMP-MEETING AT LONG HILL, CONN., 1913
Most of the saints in the camp meeting at Los Angeles knew the sad and awful suffering endured by my dear husband. I started with two nurses to help care for him on the long journey from the Pacific to the Atlantic and away up to Long Hill, Conn., near Bridgeport. When we arrived there, my husband was almost dead; but I was much better. It was hard for me to travel with the best of care, but now our minds was on and for him, he could not rest, but a few minutes at a time, every move he made, moved me. I expected to go at once to Long Hill, where the manager of the meetings had promised to have everything ready for our entertainment, and everything ready for the meeting, and arrangements to sleep and feed the multitudes. But to my surprise, he placed us off with some mission people; who did not have any confidence in him, and would not help him in the least. We were left there about a week, and we won the love of them so they went to the meeting and helped me in many ways. I went out to the grounds, several miles from Bridgeport, hoping to find everything ready, but could not even find a place to board, and pay my board. The camp was quite a distance from the town, there was no boarding house, no place for the people to sleep. Finally a woman took me in, but had no room for my dear husband. And now the saints began to come from all parts, the first party of about five from Canada; they, confounded, said to me, “What will you do, you cannot stand this and have a meeting under these conditions?” I answered, saying, “The meeting is advertised all over the country, and people are coming from everywhere, expecting to meet me, for it is announced that I am to have full charge of the services.” “So I will stay right here till the saints gather in, and see what can be done then, we must have a meeting at Long Hill.” I said, “We must be brave, you must come to our help.” Soon a sister came from New York with a committee to have me go there next to hold a camp at some noted place, and I told them, Long Hill was all I could think of then, and wanted her to help in the meeting there. She said the Lord had shown her I needed help. ​and she came prepared. They at once took hold, and ordered a lot of tents and arranged for a restaurant tent. A few were so disgusted that they went back home, but quite a number remained and stood by me, and the building went up because “we had a mind to work.” Some old saints who had everything nice at home, carried hay and made beds of it. I saw an old, white haired couple fixing-up a bed of hay just across from where I was staying; it was raining and everything was damp and wet. I wept and praised the Lord that we were willing to endure hardness for Christ’s sake. I shouted and told them that “God was coming in great power and glory in the meetings.” I had to leave my dear husband nearly a week in the city before I could get a room. I had won the confidence of the woman, and she gave me her parlor downstairs, fixed things as comfortable as she could. When they brought him out a band of saints went to meet him at the train. I was unable to go, but he had worried so about the condition of things and being separated from me, that he was delirious; paid no attention to those dear ones who went to welcome him. He did not know even me when he got to the house, I thought I would die right there; but I had no time to die or complain! the battle was on. The Lord’s hosts were gathering from the East and the West, North and South to the help of the Lord, against the mighty; the captain of the Lord’s hosts was there, to lead on the fight, and give us the greatest victory of the age. All the trials and hardships and self-denials we all went through with such sweetness and patience brought us together in such confidence and love-and fellowship that we all felt it was a privilege to be real soldiers for Jesus, and enduring hardness for Christ’s sake. This is the reason why the fire of the Lord was seen every night in and over the camp, and the cloud of glory was over the camp continually. Many times the tent was filled with the glory of the Lord. Read carefully the description given by our brother from Ottawa, Canada, the editor and publisher; also that given by dear Sister Sisson. There was no fanaticism, no excitement, but when all was solemn and quiet, waves of glory swept over the congregation like wind. Resurrection, power and lightness went through them and they were lifted off their feet, and would begin to dance in the Spirit, in all parts of the tent. Young men and maidens, old men and virgins, all with closed eyes, many playing invisible ​instruments. Some of the brightest, talented and highly educated ministers were made to join in the holy dance—fourteen at once. Some of them gave wonderful messages. Many times these ministers would fall like dead men, among them was Brother A. Frazer and a brother from Canada. Many times the glory of the Lord was so great we felt that the Lord was coming to catch us away, and we were going to be translated. In all writings, I only tell a very little of the great trials and hardships I have to endure in every place. There are iron doors and great walls to go through and break down, but the Lord has laid it on me to send out to the world what I have written about Long Hill camp. And He will greatly bless all who read this in the Spirit of the Lord.
CURRENT EVENTS AND SIGNS OF THE TIMES
The Convention at Lone Hill, Conn., 1913
(Taken from “The Herald of Truth.”)
We often hear the question asked, “Have the days of miracles passed?” and the answer usually given by many of the Lord’s people is an emphatic “Yes.” If all who are inclined to believe this, could have been where I have been permitted to be during the past few weeks, and could have heard and seen what it has been my privilege to hear and see, they would, if honest in their souls before God, have to acknowledge that they were all wrong, and that God had not forsaken this earth along the line of working miracles, but was again visiting His people with true old time, Pentecostal power, even as He promised should be the case, in the prophecy of Joel, quoted by the Apostle Peter on the day of Pentecost.
It pleased the Lord to open the way for the editor to attend the camp meeting which is still in progress at Long Hill, Conn. I went there not only to investigate, but to see with my own eyes if all that had been reported about the Dallas and Los Angeles meetings were true. I went there fully prepared to either accept what I saw and heard if it proved to be in line with the word of God, or to utterly reject it if I found that things did not agree with that divine oracle.
I attended every regular meeting which was held during that ​time, and was also in nearly every meeting which was held outside of the regular meeting hours. In fact I was on the platform in every meeting, helping in the meeting, and was therefore, not more than from two to five feet from where the things took place which I am about to describe, as far as I am able to, for no tongue could fully describe some of the scenes which I witnessed during those very eventful days.
There is absolutely no use for any of my brethren to tell me that I was blinded by the enemy, and mistaken in what I saw. If fault finders and unbelieving and opposing brethren could have the privilege to listen for a few minutes to the wonderful heavenly anthem sung by those precious saints of God, while under the power of the Holy Ghost, they would have to close their mouths in shame and report that “God is among these people of a truth.” Such ravishing heavenly music no human ear ever listened to since the days of the apostles, until it was again sung among these dear saints in different parts of the land during the past few years. I have often heard of it, but my own ears were never privileged to listen to it until on the evening of Lord’s Day, June 8, and it seems to me that wonderful sound will never leave my ears.
HEAVENLY MUSIC
Let me try to describe it for the benefit of those that have never heard this glorious music. The meeting was in progress and the power of the Holy Ghost was resting upon us in a wonderful way. There was flowing from the hearts of the precious saints a stream of worship and praise of the most intense description—something which I never saw anywhere else, or in any meeting which I ever attended. I have seen love and worship flowing out to the Lord in many meetings in the past, but never before have I witnessed, and experienced, stich intense worship and praise as I witnessed and experienced not only in our assembly at Ottawa, Canada, but also at the convention at Long Hill.
Suddenly there fell upon my ear—for the sound, strange to say, all seemed to pour into my right ear—a song of the most wonderful description. It did not at all appear like human voices, but seemed much more like the tones of some wonderful ​instrument of music, such as human ears never before heard. It began on the right side of the audience, and rolled from there over the entire company of baptized saints in a volume of sounds resembling in its rising and falling, its rolling and sinking, its swelling and receding character, the rolling waves of the ocean when being acted upon by the wonderful force which produces the tides. The nearest thing to which I can compare it 1s a complete band of skillful Italian violinists playing the most sacred music that could be imagined, combined with the mellow tones of a pipe-organ, and this is but a very poor description of what my ears heard.
Sometimes the sounds would rise to the highest possible pitch for human voices to utter, on the one hand, while at the same time in the company that went down to the lowest notes which could be sounded on a good organ. It was not simply the singing of four parts of music such as we do when we sing hymns, for, according to the notes we listen to, there is no telling how many parts is being sung, and it seemed to me there must have been scores of them. Such blending of tones, such perfect harmony of sounds, such musical strains, my ears never before heard, and I never expect to hear it again in this world under any other circumstances, not even from the most perfect band of music, which human ingenuity can provide, and yet all these sounds were produced by a company of people which had that day gathered from all over the continent of North America, very few of whom had ever seen each other.
It would be just as impossible for men to train that company of people to sing the heavenly anthem as ’twould be to pull the sun down out of the sky, and yet there they were, singing it in the most perfect harmony that mortal ears ever listened to. It filled me with such holy awe, worship and praise to the Lord, that before I was able to realize the fact fully, the Holy Ghost lead me to join in that heavenly song of praise with the rest. Glory, and honor, and worship be rendered to Him forever.
My ears have been permitted to hear, and my own voice has been allowed to join them, the heavenly anthem which none but the redeemed and baptized saints can sing, and it has so ravished my heart with. His beauty, and the glory that awaits all who suffer persecution for His dear name’s sake, that all reproaches ​now seem as only a passing breath which can scarcely move a feather.
We were permitted to hear that glorious song twice, and sometimes three times a day; every day while I was there, and as the saints got more and more in the spirit, and in the presence of the Lord, the volume and power of that song was increased, until it often came forth with a perfect roar which almost made one’s breath quiver, just as when you stand beside a powerful church organ while the lowest notes are being struck.
There was on the grounds a professor of music and I asked him to write in my note book his description of this heavenly anthem, and this is what he wrote: “The heavenly anthem seems to be a beautiful harmony of florid counterpoints.” He also said that there were very few professors of music who have the ability to write it and if it were written, none but those who have been baptized with the Holy Ghost can sing it. We had ample proof of this at the camp meeting. Some tried to join in it who were not in the spirit, and at once there was a decided, grating discord in the precious music.
This anthem is surely what the apostle referred to when he | said, “Sing with the Spirit and with the understanding also.” I will now turn my attention to other things which took place right under my eyes.
ONE HUNDRED AND FIFTY HEALED
During the two weeks I remained on the grounds, I believe not less than one hundred and fifty people were healed. We saw just as wonderful cases of healing take place as were ever wrought by the apostles. The person used of the Lord to perform these wonderful miracles was a woman named Mrs. Woodworth-Etter.
I can say that I have heard from her lips a stream of the most precious truths I ever listened to anywhere, or from any one, and I never heard any one that tried harder to exalt and honor the blessed Lord Jesus Christ. She is a humble, unassuming child of God, who is faithfully seeking to carry out the wonderful commission which He in His grace has committed to her hands; and the leading part of her work is the healing of the sick, and all who were oppressed of the devil. ​The meetings usually began with the singing of several precious hymns, followed by several earnest prayers, which was . succeeded by an address which was intended to stir up the faith of those who were seeking healing for their diseases. When an invitation was given, the sick and suffering would rush forward, that is, those who were able to come of their own accord, while those who were not able to walk, would be carried either on cots or chairs. At times the rush to get on the platform was so great that the sick had to be kept back by force, for they would have been “swallowed up,” so to speak, the dear sister who was working with other sufferers so faithfully, that one often wondered how she could stand the terrible strain, indeed, she never could have done it, if not kept up by the mighty power of God, for she is now in her 69th year.
I saw people suffering from almost every kind of disease known to the medical profession, come on the platform, and in less than five minutes I saw these same people spring to their feet, and rush back and forth on the platform, which was about fifty feet long, shouting and leaping and praising God, and this often had the effect of setting us all leaping and shouting the praises of the Lord. If any one says this was all excitement of the flesh, let them read Acts III Ch. and tell me if it was mere excitement which made the lame man (whom Peter and John healed) rush into the temple, leaping and shouting the praises of the Lord.
I thought I was going to keep perfectly cool, but I soon found out that this was impossible. The one who could stand three feet from a man or woman who was suffering terribly, for example, with appendicitis, and in a few minutes see that same person spring to their feet and rush back and forth before that vast audience, leaping and shouting the praises of the Lord for the wonderful deliverance which He had so suddenly given them, without being moved, must certainly be in a strange state of soul.
I am not ashamed to confess that I often literally danced for joy, and shouted to the Lord as loud as any one on the platform, when I saw the Lord stretch forth His strong hand and rescue some dear suffering child of His from the power of the great enemy and set them free.
The following are a few of the cases which were healed right before my eyes. I talked with those people afterwards, and also ​heard them frequently giving their testimony before the assembled multitude.
The first case was that of a dear brother who went to the camp-meeting with me from Ottawa, Canada. He was suffering terribly from kidney disease, and lately several times nearly succumbed to the violent attacks of the disease. He was the first one Mrs. Etter prayed for, and laid her hands on, rebuking the demons who were afflicting him in the Name of the Lord Jesus, commanding them to depart, and, through faith in the Lord Jesus Christ, he claimed he had complete deliverance.
The next case I will mention was that of a man who roomed in the same house as myself. He was affected with some kind of heart disease, which to a large extent hindered the use of his arms and legs. He could not walk in a straight line nor was he sure of his footing, and when he fell down, which he did occasionally he was unable to rise again without assistance. His mind was affected and he was in a sad condition. He was instantly healed and became as active on his feet as it was possible for a man to be of his weight, for he was a very heavy, fat man.
A lady who was not only the wife of a physician, but who also has a son in the same profession, came to the grounds so sorely afflicted with appendicitis that she was almost in a dying condition. Her son and other doctors had insisted on her going to the hospital to undergo an operation, and if I remember rightly, had kept her from every kind of food for forty-eight hours to prepare her for the operation. But she refused to have the knife used on her, and in spite of their protestations, she came to the Camp-Grounds. I saw her when she arrived here. She came just as the meeting was about to close and after some pleadings with Mrs. Etter to pray for her, as Sister Etter was nearly exhausted, she laid hands on her and in the Name of the Lord Jesus Christ commanded the demons that were oppressing her to depart. This lady was a very intelligent person and talked very fluently, and she rushed up and down the platform almost beside herself with joy, shouting, and leaping, and praising the Lord in such a wonderful way that it set all the people shouting and praising the Lord. She also pounded on her body over the appendix with her clenched fist, until it almost sounded like a drum; to show that all trace of the disease had departed. I never witnessed anything like it and never expect to again. ​Next day a lady came on the grounds with the strangest disease I ever heard of. She could not allow any one to touch her for fear they had previously handled something sweet and because of this terrible mania she could not touch a door knob to open a door. She also wore a pair of elbow length gloves to protect her hands and arms from anything sweet, for five years. Her hands and arms were as red as a piece of raw beefsteak from the constant scrubbing to keep them free of sweets and if her husband kissed her she would literally scour her face to get the sweetness off. I saw her as they gathered around the table and the sugar was just in front of her, and it was like snakes to her. She turned away and began to weep.
No one could live with her, so her husband was forced to leave her. I saw her prayed for, and in two or three minutes completely delivered from the grasp of the enemy, and I heard her shouting and praising the Lord. A brother stepped up and asked her to shake hands with him, and this she readily did before the whole congregation, with her gloves off, a thing she would not have been able to do for many years previous to this. Her hands almost immediately regained their natural color, and it was a wonderful joy to see her going about among the people every day rejoicing in her great deliverance. She wrote to her husband and told him the precious news, and I heard his answer read in which he expressed his great joy to learn that his dear wife had been delivered from the power of the enemy. (Weeks afterward her testimony appeared in the paper showing that she was still healed.)
Another young girl was afflicted with curvature of the spine. She saw so many rushing forward to be healed, that, she despaired of ever being able to get on the platform, so she took her case to the Lord in her seat. By this time the power was so great in the meeting that some were not only getting their baptism in the Holy Ghost in their seats, but also getting healed, and this was the case with this young girl. She was instantly healed and also received her baptism, and I heard her giving her testimony to that effect. She not only spoke in an unknown tongue for two and one-half hours, but also interpreted what she said. If this is not a miracle, there never was one.
Her companion was brought on the platform so very sick that she was almost fainting. She had severe stomach trouble. ​She was instantly healed, and was so filled with the Holy Ghost while giving her testimony that she fell into the arms of those standing nearest her, and had to be laid down, where she remained under the power for a long time.
All these cases took place, and a hundred more like them, right under my own eyes, and I cannot be in the least mistaken. I saw many cases of cancer, appendicitis, rheumatism, nervous affections of various kinds, paralysis, lameness, etc., healed in a wonderful way, but space forbids that I give any more in this number, but hope to be able to do so in the next, if the Lord wills. I myself felt the healing touch in a wonderful way, and know whereof I speak, Praise the Lord. Praise the Lord forever!
No brethren, the days of miracles have not passed. The Lord’s promise in his commission in Mark 16.—15 to 18, is just as true today as it was when he uttered these words, and although so many are rejecting it as not being for us now, to those who do believe and accept his word as meaning them, He is even now showing forth His wonderful power, not only to save souls, and also to heal their diseases, but to baptize them in the Holy Ghost.
A. W. Otto, Editor and Publisher, Ottawa, Canada.
WONDERFUL MIRACLES WROUGHT IN JESUS’ NAME
(An Open Letter to the Evangel Readers by an Eye Witness. World-Wide Camp-Meeting, Long Hill, Conn., June 19, 1913.)
I want to give you a slight glimpse of what God is doing in the World-Wide Camp-Meeting at Long Hill, Conn. I was never privileged to be where the power of God was so manifestly poured out; many baptized in the Holy Ghost; and many speaking in tongues; some powerful cases of salvation to sinners and reclamation of backsliders.
God is working on all lines, but particularly in the healing of the sick. The first two weeks there were three hundred and fifty prayed for. A missionary carefully tabulated the healings after investigation, and the following list is a part of that table: Neuralgia, neurasthenia, scrofula, lameness, appendicitis, mysophobia, blindness, deafness, dropsy, tumors, goitre, hernia, grippe, ​catarrh, kidney trouble, heart disease, bronchial affections, bowel ailments, liver complaint, displaced vertebrae, curvature of the spine.
It is difficult to keep track of the healings they multiply so rapidly. We are in the third week of the meeting and the power of God is increasing all the time. There is a very large attendance of Pentecostal workers, and great unity of the Spirit. A marked feature of the meeting is the strong, direct teaching of the Word, the absence of fanaticism and the repudiation of errors which here and there have crept into Pentecostal work. God Himself is steadying the ark. Bless His precious Name!
The unity of the Spirit in which He holds us all, is most hallowed and deepened from hour to hour. The praises He pours into our hearts and puts through our lips are mighty, and on this volume of praise the Holy Spirit moves out to do His work. The high praises of God, a TWO-EDGED SWORD, Ps. 149:6. We are proving that the walls of the city (Spiritual Zion) are salvation and her gates praise. Isa. 60:18. We enter in by praise. Ps. 100:4. The enemy falls before the voice of the Holy Ghost praise. II. Chron. 20.21-23.
One dear drunken sinner was brought to meeting in an automobile. After prayer he fell off into a drunken sleep under the altar. When he had slept off the effects of liquor he arose and began to call on God. He was converted, baptized with the Holy Ghost and healed that night. The next night he brought his wife who was saved, and then followed their son’s salvation.
A colored girl, the wall of whose abdomen burst thirteen years ago, after an operation, and the contents of large intestines came constantly through the sides, had been in the hospital for a year and had several operations—now healed by the power of God.
A goitre of twenty-five years standing went down somewhat with the laying on of hands and the healing is now accomplished Mrs. Mead, fifteen years a cripple, rheumatism in one knee, varicose veins in other leg, unable to bend knees for fifteen years, received immediate deliverance when prayed for.
One from Ellendale, Ont, blind seven years from accident, one eye destroyed, the other blind, total blindness for two years, saw the sun for the first time after his baptism of the Holy Ghost. The baptism was accompanied by two large balls of fire ​and a small one, which entered the eye, from which he has since seen the sun, and more and more of other objects daily. In this case the healing is gradual, also with a Ottawa brother who had catarrh for thirty-eight years, derangement of intestines. for fourteen years and kidney trouble for four years.
I have given so much prominence in this letter to the beating work of God hoping it will encourage poor sufferers everywhere to. trust their God for healing. He is no respecter of persons and says, “According to your faith be it unto you.” “I am the Lord that healeth thee.”
To my own soul the most wonderful feature of these meetings, is the glorious Shekinah of God’s presence. Often He comes in the hallelujah choir and with it a heavenly radiance on every Christian face which is truly indescribable, but a rich commentary of “He shall change the body of our humiliation and make it like unto His glorious body.” (Phil. IV. R. V.)
It is truly remarkable how God sustains His honored servant, our beloved sister Etter who has charge of this camp. At sixty-nine years of age God daily reinforces her strength in the use of the gift of healing, upholding her in arduous labors that, unsustained by God, the vigor of young manhood could not endure.
Later—There came into this morning’s meeting an unconverted mother, bringing her unconverted daughter of seventeen years. The girl had come three hundred and fifty miles for blindness to be healed. She having been stone blind since the age of two years. While Sister Etter’s hands were on her in prayer, sight was given, and ’twas most touching to see the mother and daughter weepingly embrace and gaze with joy upon one another. Now, for the first time that she could remember, the girl saw her mother’s face.
We are praising God that in so many instances the unconverted come to trust Jesus for healing. It would seem that they sometimes trust more than His saved people! Oh, the damnable shortage of faith among “His Own.” “He came unto His own and they received Him not.” “When the Son of Man cometh shall He find faith upon the earth?”
Still later—Another notable healing! A father came from a distance bringing his deaf and dumb boy—so born. He had been in an institution for education, and had become so ​prejudiced and so filled with hatred that when the father brought him to the grounds he was like a wild animal and had to be restrained by the father from breaking away and running to the woods. As soon as hands were laid on him in the name of Jesus, the demons came out, his face became sweet and lovely, the hearing came, and he is learning to talk. Glory to God! The Spiritual tide is rising every hour.
June 27—I must add an appendix to my camp-meeting letter, for God has broken forth in a most astonishing manner in the camp. Yesterday morning the presence and power of God came suddenly upon us; while in worship and adoration of Him one fell to the floor under the “weight of glory.” Then a clergyman came forth and gave a powerful message in tongues; he seemed not quite finished when he, too, was prostrated.
Then with a kind of rushing sound came the “power” and all over the house people fell under it. I counted fourteen on the platform and all around it—impossible to say how many fell all over the place, the slain of the Lord were many. There followed a scene that beggars all description, as under the increasing light and power of God, His people worshipped Him, sometimes in the cooing of the Dove—the Holy Dove of God—the Holy Ghost bringing forth from the innermost depths of the being sweet love notes to Jesus.
The voices were many, for all in the tent seemed worshipping: the sound was one, the comingled sound of many waters. No drilled choir could have kept in such harmony and unity, with sweetest melody. The bandmaster was evidently the Holy Ghost. He can render music without rehearsals on a company of yielded instruments. Glory! The “Hallelujah Chorus,” was varied by most solemn, searching, loving messages in tongues, with interpretations.
Meantime many were having visions, some seeing Jesus riding on the white horse of power, some seeing troops of angels hovering over us; one saw blood everywhere, and the red horse of war striding on. Crowds of sinners stood on the outskirt of the tent looking on; most respectful and solemn attention was given, and some of the messages were for them, but most were for the saints. Several came through at this time into their baptism.
This meeting began at 9 A. M., and closed at 1 P. M. We reassembled at 3 P. M., when the power immediately came upon ​all more strongly than in the morning. Two gray-headed sinners pushed their way through the crowd and surrendered to Jesus. One business man said, “I have locked up my place of business and came a sin-sick soul. For days I have watched these meetings, seen the healings and the mighty power and said, ‘If this be the power of God, I dare not say a word against it.’ Now I know it is the power of God.” He and the other white-haired man were both gloriously saved, coming out into the light almost immediately; they then began to push on for their baptism.
Truly, Apostolic Days are upon us! Many hymns and songs of worship were given in tongues. People lying on their backs with closed eyes at a distance from one another would sing these hymns in the same tongue in perfect unison. These duets in tongues were often followed by the song in interpretation. Many, of those who were healed were leaping and dancing under the power, reminding one of the scene in Jerusalem when the onlookers said, “They are filled with new wine.” Yes, “This was that spoken by the prophet Joel” of “the last days.”
Truly, we are in the last of the last days. The shortness of the time until Jesus comes was emphasized again by the Spirit-filled saints and most tenderly, pleadingly, did the Heavenly Dove, the Holy Ghost, speak in many languages for us to get oil and prepare for the Heavenly Bridegroom. These messages were interpreted for us by others under the power. Surely we shall be without excuse if we are found without “oil in our vessels with our lamps” in these last days!
This meeting, of which I can give you no idea, closed about six o'clock P. M. We soon reassembled and the Spirit held us in His power until 11 P. M., the awe deepening upon us. The majesty and glory of God became so great we could hardly breathe. No one looked to his neighbor, but all felt as though in the immediate presence of God.
An immense crowd of the unsaved had gathered and stood many feet deep all around the densely packed tent. Pungent, tender and solemn were the messages given them; in sacred pantomime (Ezekiel 4:1-8! 12:3-7, etc.,) was enacted the crucifixion of our Lord for them, His coming crowned to receive the lost ones who would let Him save them now. No altar service was called and the meeting closed in a deathlike stillness. We wended ​our way home caring to see and speak to no one; the sinners likewise; not a sound was heard as they trooped down the hills to the cars. As we came out of the tent we found “the slain of the Lord” lying all around.
“We have not followed cunningly devised fables when we made known unto you the power and coming of the Lord Jesus Christ, but were eye-witnesses of His majesty.” His honor and glory, as we have been: with Him in this holy mount.
(Signed) Elizabeth Sisson.