<TITLE>14. Par 57-60</TITLE>L-57 So I liked her, and I went with her. So I remember... I know I had to either marry her, or--or ask her if she would marry me, or--or let somebody go. She was too good a girl just to take up her time like that. She'd make somebody a good wife. So I didn't... I wanted to be... I loved her well enough, that I didn't want to ruin her life like that.
So I said, "I got to make up my mind now, and I haven't got the nerve to ask her." So I--I said, "Now, what can I do?"
So I guess you wonder how I ever asked her. Well, I--I--I tried to ask her. And you know how that great big lump comes up in your throat here, and you can't swallow, you know, when you're trying to say anything? I'd say every time I'd go... "Now, I'm going to ask her tonight. Yes, sir, I'll do it." And I'd be telling her say, "Now, ten minutes more by my watch, I'll ask her." I'd--I'd say. Then she'd roll those eyes, didn't do any good. I couldn't ask her.
So guess you wonder how I ever got married. I wrote her a letter and asked her. Yes. I wrote her a letter, and I... Now, it wasn't a "Dear Miss..." It had a little more mush, as we call it, than that. And I wrote it.

L-58 And I remember I wrote it all out, and I asked her if she'd marry me. And I didn't have nerve enough to give it to her, so I just put it in the mail. So I put it on--on Monday morning, went on to work.
I had a date with her for Wednesday night to go to church. And so I... As Wednesday night begin to come along, I--I--I begin to think about it, "What if her mother got a hold of that letter, and that... and she didn't get it?"
And then her dad and I were very good friends. Her mother too, but her dad was just a fine old Dutchman. And he... But her mother, she was a--she was kind of a little fritzie, you know, and she... I guess she thought I was a little trashy for her--her daughter. And so I... She was a good woman, but I was--just wasn't up in the place to marry her. That was all I know. And she didn't think so much of me. But I tried to treat her nice, but I just couldn't get on the good side of her somehow.

L-59 So--so I remember, I got to thinking about it, and I was scared to death to go up there that night. So I got my old Ford finally, dressed up with the best that I owned, you know, and went up there and stopped in front of the house. And I knowed better than to blow the horn. Oh, my. She was a lady. Yes, sir.
If your girl... If you love her enough to go with her, go in like a man and enough to get her. That's right.

L-60 So I'm... I knew better than to blow my horn. So I got out, walked out of the car, and walked up to the door. And I thought, "Oh, my, this is all of it." I [Brother Branham knocks--Ed.] knocked at the door like that. And oh, my heart was racing as hard as it could, you know. And I thought, "Who's going to come to the door." I could just see her mother come look at me, "William, I got that letter." Oh, my.
So I said... Hope come to the door, and she said, "Oh, hello, Billy."
And I said, "Hi, Hope." Her name was Hope. And I said...
She said, "Come in."
I thought, "Oh, oh. Uh-huh, they're getting me inside. And then I know I haven't got a running chance then. What--what will I do about that?" So I said, "Well, I--I--I will just wait out here. It's awfully warm."
And she said, "Oh, step in. Mother wants to see you."
And I thought, "Oh, no."
You know how Satan can lie to you, you know, and tell you, that's it. That's it. So don't never... Circumstantial evidence won't do every time (You see?), so...


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