Powers, a noble evangelist of Lincoln,
told this in my presence. He said, "My father was an infidel. He wrote a
great book on infidelity which never was published. My mother's brother's son
imbibed the infidelity of my father, and he became, at the age of
twenty-seven, a perfect demon, an infidel of the rankest kind. He used to
laugh at me and my brother because we served the Lord. One day in the harvest
field, to show his great atheistic daring, he dropped his cradle and rolled
up his sleeves and challenged God. He said, 'I dare God the Father to come
down and fight with me; I dare God the Son to come down and fight with me.'
God the Father and God the Son took the insult; but the next day, with that
awful daring, he laid down his cradle again, struck up his sleeves and said,
'I dare the Holy Ghost to come down and fight with me.' Quicker than a flash
the fellow dropped, paralyzed from his arms down. They carried him to the
house and sent hastily for two doctors, who came and examined him and
declared they did not know what was the matter with him; they had never seen
anything like it. In the early part of his sickness he began to groan, 'O
eternity, eternity; how shall I spend eternity!' He had beautiful, long,
curly hair, and for four days he pulled at it until he had pulled it all out.
On the ninth day, just as the sun was going down, he groaned out, 'O
eternity, eternity; how can I endure eternity?' and he was gone."