The Quarterly of the Texas State Historical Association, Volume 12, July 1908 - April, 1909 Page: 77
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Recollections of S. F. Sparks. 77
thing was the matter, and he assured her that there was not. We
finished the meal and all left the table except him. The negro
woman came and cleared the things away, and still he remained
with his head resting on the table. His wife and children retired
for the night, and soon he called her and said, "Saletha, get up
and light a candle, and sing a hymn, and let me pray in my family
before I die." He had never made a profession of faith in Christ.
His wife got up and sang the hymn, and he knelt in prayer.
The next morning he went back to court, and his wife came to
my house and told his mother what had happened. I was in the
field ploughing, and they sent for me to take my horse out of the
plough and come to the house. I thought, "Well, have the Indians
made another raid on us ?" I went home, and they told me to go
to the schoolhouse and tell Mr. Bryant to dismiss school early, and
to send word to the people to come to her house to preaching.
She wanted them to come without fail to preach at her house that
night. So I went, and called Mr. Bryant out, and delivered .the
message. He asked if anything special had happened that they
had sent for him. I told him that I did not know of anything,
for they had told me nothing of what had happened, and I did not
care to be questioned so closely by the preacher, although I was
really glad of it, for I was under conviction for sin myself, but I
did not want anybody to know it.
My mother-in-law was a member of the church, but my wife
and I were not, nor had we ever said anything about religion to
each other. I made up my mind that I would get close to where
the preacher was that night, and see if there was any hope for me.
Well, the preacher came, and all that got word were there, and
when Whitaker got in sight of his house, and saw so many people
there, he was afraid the Indians had killed his family. The
preacher had not got more than half through his sermon, when
my wife walked up and asked for prayers. I knelt by her. He
said he had preached long enough, and if there were any others
in the house that desired prayer to come forward. There were
some six or eight who came.
Preaching was announced for the next Sabbath, and all who
could come were there. A glorious revival was carried on for two
or three months, resulting in the immersion of twenty people. We
all went into the water at the same time, and Brother Bryant bap-
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