I thought I'd give the list readers a little taste of what Sammy Black's narrative reads like. Here is a passage where he describes his uncle Roll Alfrey's first sermon in the hamlet of Peasticks (in Bath Co near Salt Lick), where the William Riley Black family was living in the summer of 1896: "We began (the) meeting by singing Uncle Roll some of our favorites out of the Harvest Bell song book. Then Uncle Roll arose and sang one of his songs and introduced himself to a packed school house. He told them he had been only a poor mountain boy lost in sin and far away from God. But God had sought him and saved him and called him to preach the Gospel. He told them he lived back among the hills where the owls hooted day and night, that he had a dear wife at home and a good family. Then he picked up his bible and took his text and began to preach. He began somewhat mildly then grew more and more earnest and vehement. He began to sweat and stopped and pulled off his coat with an apology to the crowd. Then he began again and the ceiling rang and when that number eleven foot came down on the floor, the windows rattled and Uncle Roll¹s voice going out of that school house door was heard for more than two miles. The sweat rolled, he stopped and took off his vest, collar and tie and adjusted his shirt sleeves by means of armlets that he wore above his elbows. Then he pitched in some more and he would emphasize his remarks by pounding his bible with that big left hand. The congregation sat spellbound and bewildered at this display of religious energy. There was a wet ring of sweat on the floor clear around Uncle Roll where the sweat had dripped from his hands as he preached his introductory sermon, his first in Peastick. When he closed the boys gathered round him to speak to him words of praise for his sermon. Uncle Roll had sure won those boys any way and I never heard of a disturbance at any of his meetings altho he preached in that country many years after this first advent into that country."