“In Prison, and Ye Came unto Me”
By Hattie L. Johnson
Having received a generous supply of literature in response to my appeal in the REVIEW and the Southern Watchman, I feel that it is but justice to let those sending the same know something of what I am doing with it. Last March, I and Sister M. C. Sturdevant, who is now in Africa, began to take young people's papers to the stockade. Since that first Sunday, I have missed but one, taking from one hundred and fifty to two hundred and fifty papers. Sometimes my supply has been insufficient to meet the demand. It is a source of great joy to know that there are many eagerly waiting for their papers. What a blessed privilege to tell them of our dear Saviour and his love for them! I have been told that they are more orderly and quiet than they used to be. The keepers always ask me to leave them some of my papers to read, as they think them “fine.” To that place alone I have taken over one thousand of our periodicals. Truly our God is good. Then during the week Sister Willeford and I visit hospitals, the Home for Incurables, the Soldiers’ Home, and the jail. I assure you that our own souls are watered while we tell of Jesus and his love. We are told that card playing has been abandoned in the jail. The Soldiers’ Home was burned down last year, with all its contents. The soldiers are anxious to obtain Bibles, as theirs were burned. Through Sister Allee’s influence I received a large box of periodicals and Bibles from Battle Creek. Perhaps some dear souls have made a sacrifice in sending these Bibles, but in eternity it may be revealed that some who have read the marked places, have made the many precious promises their own. May the dear Lord bless every soul that has helped me in this work. Pray for us that our work may be done in the fear of the Lord, and that he may receive all the praise. I shall be very thankful still to receive copies of any of our periodicals. Please address me at 18 Broyles St., Atlanta, Ga.
HATTIE L. JOHNSON.