He came, and it took us quite a while to get there on account of the road.
We talked farming, dancing, drinking, love and salvation. Getting to town,
it was still an hour and a half before the train would arrive. He said,
"Wouldn't it be good to have a little lunch now?" I said, "That would be
fine." "Alright," he said, "you order what you want." "Aren't you going to
have some?" I asked; but he said, "no." After lunch he said, "How about a
little ice cream now." "Fine," I said.
There were quite a number of young folks in the restaurant and while I was
eating he was talking to the young people telling them he had been to two
services that day and he added, "They were two of the best sermons I have
ever heard in my life." They called out in a chorus, "Henry, Henry, have
you sworn off?" Then they asked, "Who preached?" He answered, "Reverend
Susag over here."
After I got through eating, he introduced me to all those young people.
Then I said, "You had better get me to the depot now, and start for home;
the road is so bad." "Well," he said, "I will not start back until you are
on the train." And so he did; and when he put my grips on the train, he
said, "Good by," and as he shook hands with me he left $3.00 in my hand. As
he was leaving me he said,
"When--" but he never finished what he started to say. No doubt he meant to
say, "When you pray remember me." I did not hear of him, nor see him for
two or three years. Going to Milwaukee one Sunday to hold services for
Brother Flint, a young man came to me in the chapel and said, "Praise the
Lord Brother Susag." I said, "Amen." I looked at him and he said, "Do you
know me?" I answered, "Yes, I have met you somewhere, but I don't remember
where." "Think of Cohasset, Minnesota," he answered. I slapped him on the
shoulder and said, "Henry, when did you get saved?" "Driving home that
night," he said; "thinking how you treated me, almost a stranger, you spoke
to me like a father--with such good understanding of everything and you
called me brother and I got broken up, and going to my room on the farm, I
knelt by my bed and repented and the Lord saved me. It was so good and the
Lord made me so happy. I went to see my parents who lived six miles out of
Milwaukee, Wisconsin." They all became members of the congregation in
Milwaukee, and Henry became a much loved and respected member of the
congregation in Grand Rapids, Minnesota, and for many years one of the
leaders and finally went home to his reward.
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