<TITLE>08. Par 21-22</TITLE>L-21 And now, we were coming down. We was in a--a American made car and before us, about a half hour, there was a thirty-five model V-8 Ford had went down the road. And there's not... Little children crossing the roads, they--they're not used to many cars. So two little fellows started cross the road and the car's... They seen the car: one started one way and one the other, and the driver turning a corner, he lost control of the car when he seen the children. And one of them, he struck, his fender as he turned this way. He's making his hook... He struck the child by the chin and threw it across the road, slammed it up against a tree, just crushed him down. And the other one, he hit broad-sided like that: rolled him up under the car like that, and his little body kicked out and some ten feet behind the car and fell over in the grass flat. And the car run down and wrecked into some rocks. About three or four hundred people out there when we got there.
I said, "Wonder what's the matter?" They went over to find out. Mr. Moore and Mr. Lindsay, many of you know them. Mr. Baxter was just here. So they went over to find out what was the matter, and they said, "Oh, a little boy, just got killed, is laying there dead." Brother Lindsay come back weeping. And many of you know Brother Lindsay, the editor of the "Voice of Healing." Amen. So he was weeping 'cause he has a little boy. They said, "Brother Branham, come, look at him." Huh.
I didn't want to look at him. I got a boy of my own. And I'd been two or three months over there, and I didn't want to, had already been in France, and England, and many places. And I said, "I don't want to see him, 'cause I don't want to get broke up here and the meeting going on. Been many things, as thousands of people coming in there. So I said, "I don't want to see the little fellow."

L-22 So we waited a little while and they wanted to know if we would take them to the undertaker's morgue. Somebody picked the other one up before we got there and had taken it to the hospital. It was still alive, but this one was dead. So I said, "Well, we'll have to put him here in the back seat." So I said, "Well, I'll get out." And when I went up, they had a coat laying over his little face. And they went back and pulled that little coat back from over his face. Friends, it would--it would almost kill a person to look at. The little fellow laying there all mashed up, and I thought, "Oh, my, they'd gone somewhere."
The Finns live in the city and work out in the country. So they went to get the father and mother of the child. And I thought, "What a disappointment. What a--what a feeling that poor dad and mother's going to have when they find this little boy here. I started to cry. There's a bunch of them there. I couldn't speak English. Wasn't nobody there but Brother Moore, and Lindsay, and Brother Baxter, and I was the only ones could speak English.


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