The Emporia news. [volume] (Emporia, Kan.) 1859-1881, 1874-01-09

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breast; and oh what place that
was to rest on. Den voice said,
Come unto me, poor, tired and
| heavy laden soul, and / viii give
you rest
| DEN / kneWed dat dere was q
God, and dat it was de voice of his
Son in nv soul. I've been new
man since dat night; but half de
time been only a common sort OF
a Christian, like you, rising and
falling, hoping and doubling, such
a Christian as troubles the world to
know whether dere is any good in
religion or not"
81 was q waiter in dem days,
and was a good deal wild de white
folks, and it was fash'nable 'mong
dem for to doubt, and mourn. and
whine when dey talked religion,
and I used to forget dat night in
de cane break, and fell into the
fashion of the gran folks. But it
didn't work with me, and l got in
to darkness. Den I'd try to fight
my own way out of the swamp;
but dc more / tried, de faster ]
stuck. Den I would try 30 hire
de Lord to lift me out Of the hor-
rible pit and de miry clay by good
works, helpin' de weak field hands,
or giving away my pocket-money.
But we never made bargain-de
Lord and me! He always brung
me low till was glad to get peace
free and to take away all chance
of Dragging from me. He giner-
ally brought de peace whensI was
asleep and doing no good works.
Den 1 would wake wild glory in my
soul, and ] would run on mighty
peart for a spell. 1 didn't know
what Christ was den. He was in
me besides him."
"Come here and sit in this large
chair, brother, it is more comfor
table than that one," said the
minister in a subdued voice, as if
addressing a superior. 81 want
to hear how you got clear of the
tempter, and filed with Christ at
last"
"Oh, we'll, it isn't no great
story, but here it is: Dere was
an old cold sister dey used to
call Gimsey, a sort of preacher
like 'mong the field hands. Well,
when she come down to her death
bed, she done call all massa's peo-
pie and de neighborin' black folks
round her, kase she said she'd
been in heaven a whole hour, and
come back to give US word of
comfort We gathered bout her,
and she lift up her two hands and
pray dis way: Lor' Jesus, answer
dis one pra'er of mine for dy own
name sake. It is old Gimsey's
last pra'er, de next word wild me
will be praise aad hallelujahs.
Bring desc poor chin into de
light like. you bring me into de
light fifty year ago! Don't let
Bruder Harkliss, cast contempt no
longer on dy blessed name by
doubtdin' of dy word which is
truth! Humble proud Jenny, and
in massey punish drunk Dose,
and comfort lone Polly, and cure
sick Abe, and bring all de rest to
dy feet here, and to dey house upI
here BAN by Den she open her
eyes and begun for to preach, and
she give each one separate little
sarmon all to hisself She den
call me, come here, Bruder Hank
less, and take my cold hand in
yourn.' / went, and she said, Oh
Harkliss, Harkl iss! you's worse
den orprofitable servant! You's
half de time bar'In' false witness
gin de Lord dat bought you, and
tellin' de world dat his word amt
for to be trusted, that he don't al
ways speak TRUTH
g No, no. says 1 auntie, Il
never done dat; / trust him wild
all my heart
"Mebby you do, right here on
de verge O. heaven; but quick's
you gets out you'll say, Dere's no
tellin' whether I'll ever reach
heaven or not. sHarkliss,' says
she, do you 6eliere de Lord has
writ yer name on de palms of his
hand and his name on your fore
headP
81 bowed down my head in
shame, for I see my sin. And den
de truth of God shone out like
great sun as never see it afore.
My soul was full Of glory, such
like as de world never sees, and I
says, Yes, auntie, he has told me
time and again, dat he is mine,
and dat am his DO you be-
lieve he speaks de truth, Haril-
liss2' says she. Yes, apntie,' says
/, i knotC now he does. l sees
his word like fire. Den you
quit a doubtin' afore de world,
says she, 'Harkliss, if you'd been
as misrespectful to your owners as
you've been to de Great Master.
and if you'd gone round saying,
he's promised me such and such,
but 1 doubt he'll keep his word
he'd sold you into de rice swamps
a hundred times in desc years
Better cut off yer right hand, and
pluck out yer right eye, den to
doubt de truth of his word. You
is his, for he bought you wild his
own precious blood, and as sure
as he's in heaven you shall go
{ dere too! I'm tired chin, and
l must 60 to sleep. Good night
Deere, sir, dem was old Grim
2 sey's last words on earth; de next
one she spoke was glory for de
Z trone.
r aWell, dere was a great light al
through my soul den, dat has
1 never gave out since Pears like
, de Lord is in de midst of it, where
t I can feel his presence, and when
t de sifs' and may be's' comes
round trying to break my peace
I shouts out, no matter who hears
s me, DE Lord says dat am his
q and dat where he am, dar shall
8 be also; and his word enduretl
!, forever Den de ifs all fly of
9 like they were unclean birds, and
leaves me In de light! Why, air
o rs got de world so uneer my fee
r dat nothin in it can worry me onl.,
t, de sin 1 sees; and dat will b.
8 cleared off some day, for de Lore
q is comm down here mighty soon
d to make all things right. D.
!" Lords Chin got good right Il
It glory, and nobody-no, not d
= devil, dat you make such 'coun
y on-can' take it way from 'em
% Now my Grants done here. Yol
" QUIT preachin' bout book learnini
2 and tdoutin,' and de devil an
stick to de gospel-Christ, Chris
[?I-and you'll see de glory com
le down on yer people; and you