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what they had heard, which so interested the peo- 
ple that sixty of them came to where the mis- 
sionary was, and waked him up saying they 
feared that he would be gone before they could 
get there in the morning, and so they came now 
to hear him speak that same God-word to them 
that he had spoken a few hours before. As a 
matter of course, he dressed himself, got a light 
and his Bible, and preached, to the great delight 
of the people and the joy of his own heart; for 
the Master was there. 
I next took stock of the scores of souls safely 
landed in heaven, a number of whom died last 
Tear, and in one instance three from the same 
class, who had united with it during the year, 
and who left a clear testimony behind that they 
had gone to the home of the blessed. Quiah 
Mammie, the old slave-woman whom Mr. Gomer 
and myself saw dying, near three years ago, on a 
grass-mat about half as long as her body, on the 
ground, with some dirty rags for a pillow, but 
with a bright prospect of heaven; the one-eyed 
old woman, whom we saw before this occurrence, 
lying on the sunny side of a large tree to destroy 
the chill of death, with a coarse coffee-bag around 
her body as her only covering, also came to mind 
again. These two women, who literally went 
