She was gone six
months, came home and married and continued to live in Richmond,
Texas. For a year she and her husband lived with me; also Mr. Nation's
daughter, Lola, was married and living with me, and mother Gloyd, now
eighty-six years old, was there. My cares now were so heavy many times
that I could not attend religious worship as I wished. Sunday morning I
frequently gathered my servants in the dining-room, and there we read and
studied the Bible. I had great heaviness of heart, because I had no time
to meditate and study the Scriptures. I saw I was only living to feed
the perishing bodies of men and women. I would frequently go upstairs
and prostrate myself on the floor, crying to God for deliverance from my
present surroundings, telling Him over and over, "if he would free me I
would do for Him what he couldn't get anyone else to do." How literally
this has been fulfilled, for God held me to my vow, and what Carry A.
Nation has done is what no one else has; not only in the instance of smashing
saloons, but in every other work. My life beyond dispute has
been marvelous and no one that will stop to consider but will know
and must admit that an unseen power, one super-human, has upheld me,
"not by might, nor by power, but by my Spirit, saith the Lord."
CHAPTER V.
THE BAPTISM OF THE HOLY GHOST.--REJECTED AS A BIBLE TEACHER IN
METHODIST AND EPISCOPALIAN CHURCHES.
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