Publisher's Synopsis
This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1900 edition. Excerpt: ... CHAPTER XX. Moves to Marietta--A Snowstorm--Experience with Some Preachers--Hotel Experiences--Cave Spring --The Deaf Mutes--Salt Springs Camp Ground. We had a railroad all the way to Rome. When we reached there, brother LaPrade met us at the depot. I knew him and his parents at Appalachicola, when he was a boy. He took us to the parsonage, and although he had his mother, sister, little boy, and sick wife to take care of, he made us comfortable. We looked around and around for a house, but rents were high and houses scarce. I learned that the district only paid the year before about eight hundred dollars, just half the amount paid by the district I had left. I knew I could not pay large rent on that salary. It has been the settled habit of my life to live within my income, and generally a little below it. I have suffered for many of the luxuries of life, but never from debt but once. There came a snowstorm, the deepest snow I ever saw. I finally decided to leave Rome, and try my hand on Marietta; and away through the snow we went. When we reached Kingston the train from Chattanooga was snow-bound, and there was no certainty as to when it would arrive. We could not go to the hotel for fear of being left, and to spend the whole night in the depot was intensely disagreeable. The good brother who ran the depot invited me and my wife and children and three other preachers--Baptist, Episcopal, and Presbyterian--into the back room. My two younger ones had the sore eyes, and my patient wife was doing all she could to take care of the four children. I had on a fine suit of clothes, and not wanting to get them soiled, I wore a large white linen duster--and the snow a foot deep. I was a very unclerical-looking man. It was about two o'clock when the...
