An Anecdote from “Raccoon” John Smith
by Louis Cochran
In passing a Methodist camp meeting one day in September, John Smith stopped to watch a young Methodist preacher baptize a howling, rebellious infant by sprinkling water on the squirming body. When the service was concluded, Smith stepped to the front of the crowd and, identifying himself, took the preacher firmly by the arm and attempted to lead him toward the creek a few yards away.
“What are you trying to do, Brother Smith?” the young preacher protested. “Are you out of your mind?”
“What am I trying to do?” (Smith pretended deep surprise.) “Why, sir, I am going to baptize you by immersion into the death, burial and resurrection of our Lord Jesus Christ, according to his commandment.”
“But I have no desire for such baptism. I know of you; you are called `The Dipper’. But you are not going to dip me. I’m a Methodist; let me go!”
Smith tightened his hold on the man’s arm while the crowd watched, some in apprehension, others in amusement. “That is a scoffer’s blasphemy of a holy ordinance,” John said sternly. “Are you a believer?”
“Of course I’m a believer,” the preacher said indignantly. “But I’m not willing to be immersed. It would do no good for you to baptize me against my will. It would be wrong!”
“I don’t understand,” Smith said. “Only a few minutes ago you baptized a helpless baby against its will, although it screamed and kicked. Did you get its consent first? Come along, sir, we will have no more of this foolishness.”
The crowd broke into open laughter, and Smith gave the young preacher a quick pull toward the creek, and then as suddenly released him.