I couldn't understand so went to wife and told her about it; she said, "If
the Lord told you to give Brother Key five dollars, you had better give it
to him; he must be needing it badly." So the next day I crumpled a five
dollar bill up and stuck it in his hand. He said, "Thank you," and into the
brush he went--and I went after him, crawling on my hands and knees so he
would not see me--quite close up to him. He fell on his knees, crying and
thanking the Lord for the five dollars and for the man who gave it to him
and asking the Lord to bless him a hundred-fold according to His word. Then
down the hill he ran to the Post Office and sent it to his family. This I
learned later from his brother. The family was in great need.
* * * * *
On one occasion a payment of $245.00 had to be made on the contracts on our
home--to save the contract from lapsing. I did not have the money. I tried
every possible way to borrow it from different banks, and failing that, I
tried to get it from some of the brethren. The last one I approached surely
capped the climax. He assured me that he had the money and could loan it to
me, but he said that he might just as well throw the money on the manure
pile, for, he said, "You can never pay for the place anyhow, and the
quicker you leave it the better."
I went home, and after praying for three days the Lord said the name "Torp"
to me. The only one I knew of that name was a banker in Willmer, our county
seat, whom I had met once--he hardly knew me nor I him. Anyway, I went to
him and told him my trouble, to which he responded by saying that he could
not loan me any money; that I was out of the district for him to loan on
chattel mortgages; that I would either have to get it at Paynesville,
Atwater or New London. I told him that I had already applied at those
places but could not obtain the loan. Then Mr. Torp asked me what security
I was able to give, to which I replied that the security I had would not be
worth fifty dollars, but that I had a strong back and two strong arms and a
good will and that we would like to stay on the hill a little longer if it
were at all possible. He said, "Such things will go a long way." He sat
there silent for a minute or two, then he said, "I'll think the matter over
and you come back after dinner." A lump got into my throat so that I could
not even say, "Thank you."
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