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" Well, there was where I stuck; but I thought if I did every¬
thing else all right, the Lord would not require me to give up my
pipe; and I did not know it was such an idol until I tried to give
it up. Oh! how it held me. You know I love my wife and child;
but I felt I could give up either of them easier than I could give
up my pipe. I would smoke, the last thing before I went to bed,
and the first thing in the morning, and sometimes I w7ould get up
two or three times in the night to have a smoke; and if there was
not a match, or fire, in the house to light my pipe, I would walk a
mile to get it.
" The other night I lay down and fell into a doze of sleep; and
I dreamed I saw a great host marching. They were divided into
two companies. Oh! such singing I never heard. It was wonder¬
ful! The sanctified host was ahead, and outsang the justified
host. As they marched they sang. I stood and looked at them.
I said, well, I will join the justified company. They will get in,
too, just as well as the others. So I joined in the song with them,
for I wanted them to keep up with the host ahead. Oh! how I sang
with all my might; but the sanctified host seemed to out-sing us.
"In our march we came to a culvert in the road, and I thought
' I will watch and see how they get through there.' I saw when
they got up to it, they all, with one accord, bowed low, and went
through, and struck up their song on the other side. And when
the justified company came up to the culvert, they stopped, and
there seemed to be quite a contention about how to get through.
But not one of them stooped. After a while they divided, and
walked around on either side, and went on. When I came up to
it I started to go round, first on the right; but a voice confronted
me and said, 'but you must go through.' Then I made an effort to
go to the left; and again a voice said, 'but you must go through.'
so I tried the third time, and again the Same words, 'but you must
go through.' And glory to God, the tobacco is gone, and I have
As he stood and told that wonderful experience, which beg¬
gars description, the spirit of the Lord fell on the people, and it
Poor Brother Sharper preached with a power and unction
that he had not known before. And the last I heard of him, he
was at one of Bishop Taylor's mission stations on the river, work¬
ing for God.