<TITLE>14. Par 53-56</TITLE>L-53 We're talking about meetings and revivals. We're having protractive meetings but not a revival. We need a revival. Tear down, go down to the bottom, let the priest hold to the altar and weep. Amen. Amen. Don't get excited. That means 'so be it.'
I used to have an old dog. He'd tree anything in the world but a polecat, skunk. And when I'd get him treed, he'd run around and around, bay the skunk, but he wouldn't go and get him for me. The only thing I had to do was hold up the brush pile and pat him and say, "Sic him, Fritz." Brother, he went and got the skunk.
The worst skunk that I know of is the devil. And brother, if you want to tree him this afternoon, just holler, "Amen." That's--that's "Sic him." We go get him and tree the fellow. That's right.

L-54 Now, notice. Down there one time in Miami, there was some kind of a Duchess or something like that. Brother Bosworth said, "Brother Branham, the Duchess of something, some island, something wants to meet you."
I said, "Well, who's she any more than anybody else?" See?
He said, "Well, she wants to meet you. Will you wait just behind the tent?"
And I said... Well, he's the manager, so there wasn't nothing I could do. And I said, "All right."
When he stepped outside of the tent, there was a little old place there, a little--had roped off. And here come a woman through there with just about enough clothes on to wad a musket shotgun. She had earrings hanging plumb down like this, looked like the devil had been using her neck for a saddle and using them for stirrups. He'd rode her all over hell anyhow. That's right.

L-55 Here she come down through there packing a pair of glasses, held out on a stick about... You know people ain't going to look through glasses out that far, holding it out like that, holding them out on a stick like that. And she walked down through there, you know, with her stick out like that, looking like that, looking down. Why, it's a wonder she didn't run over something. She looked like that.
And she walked up to me. She said, "Are you Doctor Branham?"
I said, "No, ma'am. No, ma'am." I said, "I'm Brother Branham."
She raised up her hand. She said, "I am charmed to meet you."
I said, "Get it down here, so I'll know you when I see you again." That's right.
Brother, what are we anyhow? Six foot of dirt. Hallelujah. It's the grace of God that changed our hearts and...?... And not we in ourselves but it's by His grace are we saved.

L-56 The other day I seen a little old woman passing into a big church there in the city. And she'd come down, and her daughter and them had joined the church. And she walked in there, a little old calico dress on, ever what you call a goods. And she walked in there, and the preacher said something and she said, "Praise the Lord." And everybody stretched their neck like a goose on a pond, looking around like that to see what it was. Why, it excited everybody. They never heard anybody say, "Amen." She was from up in Kentucky there where they still got a little religion left.
So then, she come around there. And the preacher said, "And Jesus Christ, the Son of God..."
She said, "Glory." And so the preacher said [Brother Branham clears his throat--Ed.] Said, "I'm interrupted." Oh, brother, if you don't say it, it interrupts me. All right.
Notice. And then he said a few more words and she said, "Praise the Lord. That's right." And the ushers come and put her out of the church.
I thought, "Oh, yes. Her name might not be in Who's Who, but I bet it's wrote in the Lamb's Book of Life." There's where I want mine. Brother, not "Who's Who." I want my name in God's Who's Who.


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