. An autobiography [electronic resource]: the story of the Lord's dealings with Mrs. Amanda Smith, the colored evangelist : containing an account of her life work of faith, and her travels in America, England, Ireland, Scotland, India, and Africa, as an independent missionary . ive. The distance isabout seventy miles, taking the shortest cut. We take passage in a canoe at the waterside, and after a slowpull in the hot sun for three hours we come to Paynesville, the firstStop. There we rest an hour or more. No one asked us to eat,but the friends had given me a small lunch before I started, so w
. An autobiography [electronic resource]: the story of the Lord's dealings with Mrs. Amanda Smith, the colored evangelist : containing an account of her life work of faith, and her travels in America, England, Ireland, Scotland, India, and Africa, as an independent missionary . ive. The distance isabout seventy miles, taking the shortest cut. We take passage in a canoe at the waterside, and after a slowpull in the hot sun for three hours we come to Paynesville, the firstStop. There we rest an hour or more. No one asked us to eat,but the friends had given me a small lunch before I started, so wetook a snack, and then started on foot across the Old Fields, a dis-tance of about five miles. The sun was warm, and I got very tired before I got to the endof the five miles. I was glad to rest, and had a short nap for tenminutes. We had hoped to get through to the creek, and so reachMarshall by seven oclock; but the boys worked slowly, and thetide fell before we got off; so we had to remain all night. We took refuge at the house of a Mrs. Clark. Brother Deputieasked her if she could take us in for the night: she said it wouldbe very inconvenient, but as there was no other house within Avemiles, we told her we would stop and make the best of it. X c o 2 o>. Amanda Smith. 357 It was now about seven oclock, and I suppose the supper anddinner were over, and not a word was said to us; I would havebeen so glad if she had offered me a roasted casava, or 1 ate a few dry biscuits and drank a cup of cold water, and wasvery thankful. I had a little talk with Sister Clark about her condition; shesaid she was converted in America; she did not know the year ormonth; she seemed dead clear through; I tried to draw her out;but sne seemed to stick fast on every side; I sang and prayedabout Jesus, and I hoped that she would respond somewhere; butnot a word; so I gave up and went to bed. This poor woman was there, pretty much alone, no churchnear by, and her nearest neighbors fiv
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