I was taken ill, and when I was ill I was very much afraid of death, for I felt that God was very angry with me.
Till about two years after I left school, I had no religion at all.
One evening a young man from Abeih came to our house.

His name is Giurgius el Haddad, who is now Mr.Calhoun's cook.

After a little while he began to talk about religion, and to read the book, "Little Henry and his Bearer." I felt very much ashamed that others who did not have the opportunity to learn about religion had religion, and I, who had learned so much, had none.

That was the blessed evening on which I began to inquire earnestly about my salvation.

I was three months praying and found no answer to my prayers.