. 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 . told me on my first arrivalon those shores. The captain and purser were very kind. They were greatlyannoyed to think that my trunks had been interfered with. Theystopped at Sierra Leone to take on coal. My largest trunk wasdown in the hold, where all the large trunks were, and thesecoolies were loading coal all day, and
. 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 . told me on my first arrivalon those shores. The captain and purser were very kind. They were greatlyannoyed to think that my trunks had been interfered with. Theystopped at Sierra Leone to take on coal. My largest trunk wasdown in the hold, where all the large trunks were, and thesecoolies were loading coal all day, and so were down in the hold agood deal, where the trunks were. The first I knew of it was, I was up on deck, and as I went tolook over on the lower deck, just at the side of the ship, where thesteps go down, 1 saw one of the officers have a pair of shoes in hishand, and I thought they looked like my shoes; but I knew myshoes were in the trunk. Then I thought somebody had come onto sell things, as they did. All at once I heard a great outcry ofThief, thief, thief! And then 1 saw them bringing a manalong from aft; a nice looking fellow, tall and clean looking; andhe was declaring to all that was above and below that he had nottouched anything, and that he was not the Amanda Smith. 333 I fait so bad for him. The head man had hold of him, declar-ing he did have the things, and he declaring he did not. Then Ithought the head man, being a black man, too, was very he let him go, and the storm was lulled for awhile. Just thensome one said in a low tone, Look under his shirt. So the headman jumped at him and lifted his shirt (which was outside hispants), and there, if that fellow didnt have twelve yards of flannelwrapped all about his body! Then I said to the man below, Maybe those are my shoes. Yotuhad better come down, he said, and I did; I put my foot in the shoe, and sure enough, it wasmy shoe. There, I said, my trunk has been I had them bring it up;
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