Miracles in My Life - J. N. Loughborough

know it had any reference to what I had done, so
supposed it to be their part of the meeting.
In our childhood days our parents took us little
folks to the "love feasts" and the communion
seasons of the church. I well remember that as
testimonies were borne in those love feasts, they
were moistened with tears and accompanied with
shouts of praise that touched our young hearts. I
remember, too, how plainly the people dressed, -
neatly, yet without any display of jewelry.
In those days, those who were to partake of
communion received a ticket from the class leader.
One woman did not get a ticket because she had
worn gold. Shortly afterward, her daughter was
excluded from church for attending a ball. Poor
girl! She took a violent cold as the result of a night
of dancing, sickened and died. At her funeral the
minister expressed some doubts as to her
acceptance with the Lord.
We children learned the do, re, mi, from the
choir leader who always started the singing with a
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