Atlanta semi-weekly journal. (Atlanta, Ga.) 1898-1920, 1902-10-27

Gainesville who are brothers.
They both bear the prosaic name
of Jones. and are widely known
One is Sam p. Jones, the Methodist evan
gelist and lecturer, and the other is Joe
j. Jones, the Baptist evangelist.
Both these men have tasted of the dregs
of dissipation, but now they are doing
wonderful work for God. The story of
how they came to make such a change
in their habits and manner of living is
one full of human interest, and I write
it, hoping that it may prove an inspira-
ton to some poor. struggling soul, with
ing in the grasp of intemperance.
The Jones family came from Chambers
county, Alabama, the father of the boys
being Captain John ]. Jones.
Major w. F. Slaton was teaching school
over there and was attracted by the
brightness of Sam, then a youngster of
seven. Even at that early age he was
gifted with gab,'' and loved to stand up
and speak before large audiences. There
was very popular speaker in the county
by the name of Thornton. Major Slaton
wrote for Sam a speech that he delighted
to say. and it always brought down the
house.
One SENTENCED don't know whether or
not IL was intended for poetry-ran like
this: 1.-THE world shall yet in Thornton
tones, hear from Sam p. Jones'" Sam
was always full Of life and mischief, and
even in his boyhood despised dull time.
After his father moved to Gainesville
he secured possession of an old mule and
a wagon. The animal bore the name of
Dave, and Sam, who has always BEEN at
tracted by things pertaining to the rail-
| roads. trained him to go on and to stop
| by blowing like a locomotive. One long
blow meant stop; two short blows. go on,
and three to back up. Old Dave was
| frnfUnd 70 nprfnptiOr and sometimes with
a wagon load of boys, Sam could be seen
speeding through town. old Dave on a
dead run. Suddenly "Hoo-oo-o" would
sound out, and, throwing himself on his
launches, the mule would stop stock still.
and the boys would tumble headlong out
of the wagon.
When he was IS years old Sam went off
to school. and on his return he had con-
tracted the fatal habit of drink. There
could be no halfway doing with such a
man as Sam Jones, and he went to the
very limit, and came near wrecking his
body. mind and soul.
He went from depth to depth, trampling
the hearts of his loved ones beneath his
feet. They grieved over him and did every
thing in their power to get him to give up
drink, but to no avail.
There came a.day when the aged father
sickened and came down to his death
bed. He sent for his wayward boy, and
with his talllng DreaIn DegBeu MIN 10 re-
| form.
For Gods sake" said he, quit drink
| ing and be a man."
Falling on his knees by the bed. the mis-
cradle young man promised his father
that he would give up whisky, and he did
| sober up.
| On Sunday the father died. The next
week DR.. FELTON,. the preacher congress-
man, the modern edition of Patrick Hen
| ~, started an old-fashioned country meet
| ing in little wooden building known as
| Feltons chapel, since the doctor built it,
and there preached the gospel. A part of
| the building is still standing. 1t is four
| miles from Gainesville, and is occupied as
a residence.
| Sam and his brother Joe went to the
meeting DIR. FELTON, preached from the
text, us there no balm in Gilead. no ply
/ stefan there?"
When mourners were called to the altar