Before nightfall of the second day Robert passed southward, through Salt Sulphur Springs, Peterstown, and Pearisburg; turning from the turnpike road, he finally gave rest to his horse along Walker’s Creek, near to a village in the county of Giles, known as the Irish Settlement. He led his horse from the road down to the creek.
“Take a long drink, Charles Thomas Robert, you’ve earned it today,” he said to the animal, who recognized her wrong gendered name with a whinny.
He took off his own shoes and dangled his feet in the- cool, May water, then got up and knelt so as to wash his face and hands. “We’ll sleep in the house of good Methodists tonight if they’ll have us,” he addressed his only companion again. - Virginian Methodist Circuit rider Robert Sheffey from Jess Carr's Saint of the Wilderness
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