Miracles in My Life - J. N. Loughborough

sermons I gave in that place were all I had
prepared, I stopped the meetings and went home to
rest, and to see to the needs of my widowed
mother.
But I still dreaded to go out alone and preach.
After a few weeks at home, I started for Mr.
Thompson's neighborhood again. On my way I
called at Mr. Lamson's at Clarkson, and asked if
someone would go with me to help sing and carry
on the meetings, but no one could be spared.
Finally, Mr. Lamson walked three or four miles
with me, carrying my valise and speaking words of
encouragement. After we parted, I went a short
distance, sat down on my valise by the roadside
and wept until I felt relieved. Then I went on and
called on my friend Thompson and his family.
They were glad to see me and circulated an
appointment for that evening.
On arriving at the schoolhouse, we found quite
a number of rude fellows with a Universalist
school-teacher at their head, who seemed bent
upon mischief. When I was there before, they had
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