Some Adventures of John Hamilton While located with the church at Bloomington, Illinois, James Smythe, a student at the University of Illinois, was preaching for them until we moved to work with them regularly. They had a sister attending that had a husband that had some mental problems.  Brother Smythe had counseled her. Her husband threatened to shoot brother Smythe. After brother Smythe left, I was preaching one Lord’s Day morning and he came to the service and just stood in the doorway. He put his hand in his inside coat pocket. Brother Tom Fann reached up and took him by the arm and pulled him down in the seat beside him. I didn’t think he had a gun but I didn’t know! Another interesting thing happened. We did not have a church building (we met in a residence building we had bought on contract).  The town barber responded to the invitation and we had to decide where to baptize him. The Baptists said we could use their baptistery if we would bring the candidate to be baptized when we had several. At that time we were having winter weather. The good sisters could come along to help clean up after baptismal services he said.  There was a black Church of God on Taylor Street. They used a watering tank to baptize in.  The candidate would enter one end, and sit down in the tank. The preacher would stand on the outside and perform the immersion. We were having a Gospel