" I will go down on this side and get me a spool of cotton while I am
out," and just as I got opposite where I was attacked by Satan
before, he had crossed over and was on the other side. He said,
"O, you are very happy."
"Yes, praise the Lord!"
" You don't know how your child is coming on in Philadel¬
"She is all right; I just had a letter."
" O, the people tell you that, but you don't know if it is true!"
" O, but I know if Mazie was not all right she would tell me."
" Well, you want to go to the camp-meeting, too, and you have
Then I recognized that old Accuser again, and I said, " Well,
it is none of your business, I belong to Jesus," and I began to sing
" The blood of Christ it cleanseth me,
Just now, while I believe,"
and away he went, my adversary, and from that day to this I seem
to be able to know him when he approaches, no matter in what
shape he comes.
If you keep close to the blood he soon leaves, and nothing will
put him on a run so quickly as a song or testimony of the power
of the blood.
" Glory to the blood that bought me,
Glory to its cleansing power.
Glory to the blood that keeps me,
Glory, glory, evermore."
Some time after the Lord had sanctified my soul. I became
greatly exercised about the Trinity. I could not seem to under¬
stand just how there could exist three distinct persons, and yet
one. I thought every day and prayed for light, but didn't seem
to get help. I read the Bible, but no help came. I wanted to ask
some one, but I was afraid they would misunderstand me and
think I was getting fanatical, as that spirit was being developed a
good deal at that time. Brother Boole was pastor of Seventeenth
Street Church. As I lived in New York I thought if I could hear
him preach on the baptism of the Holy Ghqst, that I would get
light and help, but the Sunday he was to preach on this very sub¬
ject I could not be there, I was engaged at Janes Street Church