CHAPTER XVI.
THE WATERS GROW DEEP .-- AGE, 29.
The plans for my conversion seemed to be aided by our coming to the farm, as I fitted up the "prophet's chamber" to entertain my husband's friends in his house.

There were two preachers in the circuit.

The eldest, a plain, blunt man, began on his first visit to pelt me with problems about "man-made ministers" and Calvinism.

I replied by citing the election of Abraham, Jacob, and the entire Jewish nation, and by quoting the 8th chapter of Romans, until he seemed to despair and came no more, for they could not accept my hospitality while I refused their religion.

The other circuit rider was young, handsome and zealous, and was doing a great work in converting young girls.