<TITLE>02. Par 6-8</TITLE>L-6 And one day I thought I was a real rider. So I left home and went out west to be a cowboy; I landed in Arizona. And so I was at Phoenix. Now they was having a rodeo. And I thought, "Well, now, here I'm broke, so I'll just get some money."
It happened to be a little later, we's checking the time, Brother Lindsay was just a little away from there the same time, preaching the Gospel. And we didn't know that till recently when we checked our times when we were there.
And they had a rodeo up there, after the round-up. And they was talking about, oh, how you could go out and ride, and there'd be prizes for riders.
Well, I thought, "I will have to get me a pair of chaps, you know, before I go out there." I went down to one of the outfitting departments, and I got a pretty pair, you know, had a great big A-R-I-Z-O-N-A on it, and steer heads, you know. And I put them around me, and there's about that much leather laying out on the floor. I looked like one of these little banty roosters with that--all that feathers hanging down.
Well, people wasn't going to... I knowed that wasn't nothing. So I finally come to find out the price of them; I didn't have the money. So I got me a pair of Levis, and went on out to the pen.

L-7 They were... I climbed up on there with the rest of those old disfigured cowboys, you know, and the bow-legs, and setting up there. And they call--went through, and called that they was going to have a certain rider to ride a certain horse. I thought, "Oh, my, I will watch him." And I said, "If he can't ride it, I will." So I--I never seen a rodeo before.
And after a while when they come out, I seen this fellow climb up in the chute, stand like this, and he will catch-as-catch-can when he come out. And my, when he dropped on that horse, he made about two bawls and looked like he'd... Was one of those outlaws, you know. And he could put both feet in a wash pan and throw a saddle over the corral fence.
So just as soon as that fellow hit on him like that, he made about three lunges like this, and sunfished. And when he did, that fellow went up in the air twisting around, fell down. The pick-ups got the horse.
The fellow come back through calling, said, "I will give any man fifty dollars who will stay on him one minute--fifty dollars." And he been look all down along that fence. "Fifty dollars, who will take it?" He come right straight to me; he said, "Are you a rider?"
I said, "No sir." Well, that... I wasn't a ride... I thought I was then till that time.

L-8 Well, then when I thought I was a preacher one time. I packed a Bible around, had a little paper in my pocket. And I thought I was preacher.
And one day I was in St. Louis, Missouri, and I run into a Pentecostal camp meeting. And there was a Pentecostal preacher there by the name of Daugherty. And my goodness, that man started preaching. He would just turn blue in the face, and buckling his knees and go plumb to the floor. When he come up, he'd catch his breath, you could hear him two squares and still preaching. Fellow walked up and said, "You a preacher?"
I said, "No, sir, no, no."
My old slow Baptist ways don't think of it that fast. That's all. So I just have to come take my time. So around where there's real preachers, I never say I'm a preacher. So I kinda keep covered up for that. So...


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