" All the boarders had their trunks
out and everyone was saying to me: "Why don't you try to save your
furniture?" I would take hold of some things to take out, but it seemed
something would intimate, "Let it be." I walked down the street and Mr.
Blakely, one of the men who was killed in the Jaybird and Peckerwood battle
in Richmond said: "Are you insured?"
I said: "Yes, up there," pointing to Heaven.
All fear was gone, and now in the time of almost certain danger I
was confident of deliverance, when before I had been nervous, in time when
all was secure. At last the cry came in: "You are saved." I went in the
hotel office, sat down by the stove and Alex, my son-in-law, was by me. I
said to him: "Oh, Alex, my vision!" He looked almost paralyzed, for
I had told him it was a warning and all the circumstances. From that
day to this I have never had any fear of fire.
ENTERTAINING ANGELS UNAWARES.
One noon I was busy with the guests and waiting on the tables, and
going to the kitchen I saw sitting on the wood-box a poor dejected looking
creature, a man about twenty-four years of age. He asked me if I had any
tinware to mend. I told him, "No, but you can have your dinner."
He said. "I don't want any." He looked the picture of dispair.
I said: "Don't go until I can speak to you."
When I had time I told him I wanted some one to wash dishes. He
consented to stay, and I felt at that time I must care for that poor creature
or he would die.
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