n me a soul, and he wanted to find out if
there was any room for Jesus to live or what I should do with Jesus, or
what should I do for Him, who had done so much for me; and my poor heart
was ready and waiting for some one to come to its rescue. It was then
and there that I yielded my life and my all to the one that can save to
the uttermost all that come unto Him by the Lord Jesus Christ.

I followed my Lord and Master in the Jordan in the year of our Lord
1866, and those sweet moments have never left me once. As the years go
by they seem to be the more sweet to my sinful soul, and I am trying to
wing my way to these bright mansions above, where I shall meet those
dear ones who have gone before.

I have had some of the darkest days of my life while on this voyage of
life, but when it is dark Jesus says, "Peace, be still and fear not, for
I will pilot thee."

And then my heart can sing:

"Jesus, Saviour, pilot me
Over life's tempestuous sea,
Unknown waves before me roll,
Hiding rocks and treacherous shoals.
Chart and compass come from Thee,
Jesus, Saviour, pilot me."

I know that He has led me through paths seen and unseen and has been my
pilot, for we have been called to pass through many a dark trial, but
God has been able for it all.

My dear mother had four of her children called home to heaven within a
short time. Some of them left her for the land of love in the same
month, and there seemed like nothing but God's displeasure on us, but it
was God's love to us, for we know that they are safe from all harm and
danger in this world of sin and distress. Some of them I never saw more
after landing in this city, but I shall see them and know them when I
shall have fought the blessed battle on this side, and the victory shall
be on the Lord's side. Then I can sing with the angels above:

"Crown Him, Crown Him, angels.
Crown Him, Crown Him, King of Kings.
Crown Him, Crown Him, angels.
Crown Him, Crown Him, Crown the Saviour King of Kings."

What joy there will be to crown Him as our Heavenly King and to know
that we are the inhabitants of that kingdom.

CHAPTER III

I was baptized by the Rev. David Moore, the pastor of the Washington
Avenue Church, who is one of the best beloved ones on this earth, for he
never overlooked me in the time that my soul needed the Lord Jesus
Christ to save me from my sins and make me a child of the King, which
makes me what