oarry OU de meetin‘. It wae de last day of August, in ‘86. Brother wore had preached~ de choir had BUUg a hymn, and Brother Stevenson was in de middle of a prafrr. Him said sumpin‘ ‘b~t de deyl]. goin‘ ‘round lak a roarin‘ lion a seek— in‘ folke for to devour. Then de roarin‘ was heard. De church oo~enoe to crack and shake and rook. Then all de folks holler: ‘Oh Lordy.‘ They run out dat church and some took up de big road to de depot at Woodward. Some fell down in de xi~onlight arid cry and pray. Brother Cook say de Bible saysi ‘Bow down, or lcaeel or fall on your face befo‘ de Lord‘. Then he says ‘Let us all fall on our faces dis t ime . ~ Us did arid each one of them preachers pray. • Bout time they git through, us see a rider on a milk white hoes a gallopin‘ up to de church

wid de white me.ne and tall of dat hoes a wavin‘ and shinin‘ in de n~onlight. De people went Iii]4‘ wid. fear end scream at de top of deir voices ; ~ It‘ s de white ho8s wid his rider of de book of Revelations goin‘ forth, conquerin‘ and to con— quer.‘ They bust forth in dat mighty spiritual ‘Oh Run Here, Believer, Run Here, Oh Sinner Toux‘ House On Fjre&‘ Oh Sinner Your House On Fire I ~ They run and. surround de white hoes and his rider and what you reckon? Us find out it was just Marse Ed Woodward on his white hoe s ‚ John, comin‘ back from courtin‘ n~r young xnistroße, Tillie Mobley, dat him me.rry de nex‘ Christmas.

	“I~rse Ed g~vt down ofT dat hose when us bég him to stay wid us. it‘s a pow‘ful comfort; to have a brave white ~.n ‘round at sich a time ‘n~ngst a passle of terrified niggors, I tells youl Mid to tIIiIIIC Marss Ed done dead.

	~‘You goin‘ now? You ain‘t eat all your peanuts. Put them in your pocket and eat them on de way to de Boro. Goodbye I ‘apect I‘ll git to glory befo‘ you does, If I does, I‘ll be dere a waitin‘ wid a glad hand and a glad voice to welcome you to de everlastin‘ home.*
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