
(D.H. Day Barns near Sleeping Bear Dunes, Michigan)
The Immutable Kingdom – Part 60
By Scott A. Klaft
“Raccoon” John Smith
Truly one of the most interesting and colorful personalities to come out of the Restoration movement was a man from Kentucky by the name of John Smith. While Kentucky had a great many influential pioneer preachers such as Jacob Creath, and John T. Johnson, there are few who have not heard at least one of the dozens of stories of wit and humor stemming from the life of “Raccoon” John Smith. Given his popularity and the huge number of interesting stories concerning this man whose life was as filled with as much tragedy as there was humor, we shall devote a bit more space to the account of his life than we had for some of the others. For instance, the story of how Smith obtained the backwoods-moniker, “Raccoon,” shall be completely recounted here.
At an assembly of the Tate’s Creek Baptist Association in Crab Orchard, Kentucky, in 1815, a man stood to begin to address the audience. Seeing his unkempt appearance, many stood and began to leave. The man then called aloud:
“Stay, friends, and hear what the great Augustine said!” and all stopped to listen.
“Augustine wished to see three things before he died,” continued Smith. “Rome in her glory and purity, Paul on Mars Hill, and Jesus in the flesh.” A few now sat down, but many smiled and started off again.
“Will you not stay,” he cried in a still louder voice, “and hear what the great Cato said?” Many returned to their seats, and seemed willing to be amused.
“Cato,” he continued, “repented of three things before his death: first, that he ever spent an idle day; secondly, that he ever had gone on a voyage by water when he might have made the same journey on land; and thirdly, that he had ever told the secrets of his bosom to a woman.”
The people continued to come back, and began to crowd close to the lectern. A few acquaintances that had not seen him for a long time now recognized him, and they passed the word among the crowd: “It is John Smith from the Little South Fork!” Seeing groups of persons still standing in the distance, he called again with all the strength of his heavy voice:
“Come, friends, and hear what the great Thales thanked the gods for.”
“Let us go and hear the fellow,” said one; “there may be more in him than we suppose.” And they all, at last, sat down near by to listen.
“Thales thanked the gods for three things: first, that he was endowed with reason, and was not a brute; secondly, that he was a Greek and not a Barbarian; and thirdly, that he was a man, and not a woman.”
“And now, friends, I know you are ready to ask: ‘And pray, sir, who are you? What have you to say for yourself?’
“I am John Smith, from Stockton Valley. In more recent years, I have lived in Wayne, among the rocks and hills of the Cumberland. Down there, saltpeter caves abound, and raccoons make their homes. On that wild frontier we never had good schools nor many books; consequently, I stand before you today a man without an education.”[1]
In a short time, a man came hastily to Jacob Creath Sr. imploring him to come hear the sermon. “Sir,” he said, “the fellow with the stripped coat on, that was raised among the ‘coons is up; come and hear him preach. His name is Smith.” From that time on, the nickname “Raccoon” always stayed with him.
The life of “Raccoon” John Smith is one of humor on one hand, and drama on the other. Though we laugh with him in many incidents recounted, many fail to walk with him in the Valley of despair that marred his life. We all, however, behold with high esteem his fearless independence, and watch with profound admiration his unrestrained zeal for the work, bringing to the Lord many stubborn souls in subjection. Without education, knowledge of human philosophy, or the comforts of modern life, he loved the Lord and His cause. Though he was rustic, uncouth, and unlearned, he had no limitation of love for that which was noble, honorable, and pure. His life reads like the archetype of the self-sacrificing spirit that the early pioneer preachers had for the cause of truth.
(To Be Continued Next Week)
[1] J.A. Williams, Life of Elder John Smith (Cincinnati: The Standard Publishing Co., 1904) pp. 89, 90
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