<TITLE>09. Par 28-30</TITLE>L-28 One time we had prohibition; 'course we had gang wars and things. But what did they do, just like fooling around with an egg: go to fool with the middle of it, you have the whole thing everywhere. And I'm not... And I say I'm not a politician or nothing; it's none of my business what they do; that's their business. Mine's to preach the Gospel. But here's one thing, brother, that when... just as we went back and put whiskey in all these places, we took to the prostitute off of the role, and the drunken gambling places, and stuck it right in our refrigerator.
I seen a picture one time of old John Barleycorn. They call him "the whiskey man." He had his hat setting on the back of his head, and if he wasn't a horrible looking scarecrow. They painted him up now; they put him in bumpers; but he's still old John Barleycorn, the same old fellow. That's exactly right. It's like trying to paint a hog up, and wash him up, and try to make a good different creature out of him; he will go through the wallow just as hard as he can go, till you get his nature changed.

L-29 So the thing that men and women has got to do now, is get their nature changed. God changes a man's makeup, changes his nature, makes him a new creature in Christ. I know you believe that.
Now, but I never come here to preach, though I--I--to tell you my life story. But just to think of how that those days, how that was...
I remember setting in school. I went to school one complete year without a shirt on. I didn't even have a shirt to my name. Mrs. Watham, a rich woman, she's in glory today, a Catholic woman, yet if... Oh, I know she was a Christian. And she give me a coat. And I wore that coat. I did... I had on an--an old pair of tennis shoes, and my feet was... The tops of them was out, and my toes stuck up like turtle heads out of a pond when--to see my feet sticking up. That snow coming down, and coming to school, I'd set there, and this big old coat on.

L-30 It come spring of the year. And I remember one day, awful warm, and the perspiration just a running down my face. I thought, "My, it's hot." Mrs. Temple, and she might be setting present for all I know; she doesn't live too far from here. If she is, God bless you, mother Temple. She's been a lot to my life.
All right. What I'm going to say here... I called, maybe see if she's here, if you are, I still love you, sister. She said, "William." I had my coat collar buttoned up like this. She said, "William, aren't you hot with that coat on?" The kiddies begin to say, you know, and it didn't smell so very good, I suppose, wearing it all winter. And said, "Aren't--aren't you hot with that coat on?"
I said, "No, ma'am, I'm--I'm a little bit cold." Cold... I couldn't take that coat off; I didn't have no shirt on.
So she said, "Well, sonny, you must be taking a cold, William." She said, "You better come over to the stove."
So she built up the fire, set me down there. And I'd set there, and the perspiration just a pouring off of me. She said, "Aren't--aren't you warm enough to take that coat off yet, William?"
I said, "No, ma'am, Mrs. Temple. I'm still cold." I couldn't take it off; I didn't have no shirt on.
So she said, "Well, I believe you are sick. I'd better send you home." And she sent me home thinking that I was taking a cold, but I just didn't have on any shirt. I couldn't take it off.


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