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Show A YOUTH'S EXPERIENCE. Oonttund. My mother was troubled with what is called ticdouloureux. It would come on very sudden and would draw her face in such contortions con-tortions it would grieve any one wTho saw her, and at times the blood would rush out of her mouth and if she took cold, it would be much worse, and she believed the Gospel but was afraid to go into the water. One evening as we sat in the hoaso elder Welsh said to her, "Sisfer, why don't you be baptized?" bap-tized?" She replied "I dare not. I am afraid I would take cold and get worse." The eldor arose to his feet t and said "Sister, 1 promise you in the name of the Lord, that if you will go and be baptized, you shall not have that disease any more." She said "I believe it and I will go and be baptized." The same river in which I had been baptized, run within a few rods of our door and she went forthwith forth-with and was baptized and she lived about ten years after ' that but never had the least particle of that disease again to her dying day. Soon after this a branch of the Church was Organized in the place and the young' man that I formerly stated who, like myself, was a little over 17 years old, was ordained to the office of a Priest, and set apart to preside over the branch, and I was ordained Deacon. A few weeks after this, the Priest whose name was Thomas Bland and myself, in going to the place where we held our sabbath meetings, had to pass a Methodist Chapel and a number of men and boys were standing outside. A number of them, about our own age, with whom we had been acquainted with all our lives and as we were passing, one young man said, mockingly, "there goes the priest" Brother Bland took him by the collar and seat of the pants and threw him headlong off the sidewalk. . llhondo. To be continued |