The house rang with that rousing old hymn, "Come, you sinners, poor
and needy," and eleven young men and women rose to their feet and
confessed their Savior.
No sermon to which I have ever listened has impressed itself so deeply
on my memory as that sermon twenty-nine years ago.
CHAPTER XXXVIII.
REMINISCENCES--CONTINUED.
In the spring of 1860 father rented his farm, so that he could devote
his whole time to preaching. He built a house in Pardee, that we might
live near school and meeting until George should be old enough to do
the work on the farm. There was plenty of open prairie to pasture the
cows, and George and I tended them, while mother made cheese to help
support the family.
Father traveled and preached almost constantly that summer, sometimes
alone, sometimes in company with Bro. Hutchinson.
At many of the points at which he organized churches, the old members
are now either dead or scattered. But Bro. John A. Campbell, of Big
Springs, where he built up a strong church, writes as follows of his
work there:
He told me that his first visit to Big Springs was in May,
1858.
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