<TITLE>15. Par 45-47</TITLE>L-45 And up there, I come down off of the Kuopio tower, and when I did, they was singing up there. And an Englishman from England, a buyer, was up there, and he was so drunk, and he heard that song, "On Golgotha," and all their songs are in minor. And when he came down, why, he was weeping. And we went over to him and talked to him; he could speak English; and we led him to Christ there on the hill.
And Brother Baxter and them said, "Come on in now," or not Brother Baxter; Brother Baxter wasn't along that day--Brother Lindsay. And he said, "Now, come on; let's eat." There's about thirty ministers up there.
And I said, "No, I can't eat; I don't want to eat until after six o'clock."
We sat down; I listened to them talk and everything, through the interpreter. And I said to Brother Lindsay and Brother Moore coming out, I said, "Something's fixing to happen." I said, "I just feeled it, that something's going to happen." And I said, "I don't know what."

L-46 And we got in the cabs. And they don't have many cabs in Finland; the most of them are horse driven. So we was coming down in a car. And down at the bottom of the hill, there was an accident had happened. And a car, an American made '35 model Ford sedan had struck two school children, running at the speed of sixty miles an hour. And the two little boys were going across the street; there's not many cars, so they was... And they started this a way; and they seen the car coming; and they started to run back and one run this way and one this way. And the fender, the driver, swung to the right, and when he did it hit the little boy by the chin, over this way, and just turned him over and smashed him up aside of a tree and concussed his little head in, that way.
And the other little boy, it knocked him straight forward as he give a twist, and run over him, and mashed him under the wheels, and kicked his little body up in the air, when the wheels was, he'd lost control of it. And just threw down on his accelerator in the stead of his break, and it just... The little boy's body just rolled up like that, and flew up in the air, and when out in the street, and fell, like that. Oh, just mashed the little fellow.

L-47 And we were way up on the hill, way a way, and we seen the accident happen. And then people begin to run from the school, and was quite a little bit, about fifteen minutes, till we got down to where the little boys were.
And they'd done took one little boy; I didn't know but there was but one of them. But the other one, they'd done got him in another car and got him away. And there's no more cars there. And I drove up, or they drove up, rather.
And Brother Moore, when he got out, he started weeping, come running back to the car, said, "Brother Branham..." And Brother Lindsay, here he come; he had a little boy too; and my Billy Paul, I hadn't seen him for a long time.
And Billy's mother, you know, is dead, and I've been both mother and daddy both to him. And I--I packed him around with his bottle against my bosom here, to keep it warm in the cold weather, and crying, walking up-and-down the streets. You've read my life story, like that, and don't know what to do. And the little bitty fellow leaning on my shoulder. And he's always scared when I go away. 'Course he's almost a young man now, and--but I thought of him, "What if that would be him?" And what if I'd--a telegram would come across the sea and say, "Billy Paul was crushed in a car wreck, and he's laying dead, wanting you to come home."


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