<TITLE>20. Par 66-68</TITLE>L-66 The well--way is posted down there, just belong to anything you want to and go on, just as long as you put your name on the church book. But being--receiving the Holy Ghost since you believed is not so very well posted tonight. Listen, and I think that...
Jack reached over, he said and put the--his head... Patted her and said, "Bess, I'm sorry that I did that." He said, "You have been faithful to carry me this far, and I'm willing to risk my life. I've heard that horses have instincts that they know where waters is. Animals..." Said, "If you've carried me this far... I'd have died long time ago if it hadn't been for you. But it--I'm going to take your route. I'm about to hold on to you. I'm going to take your route. If we die, we both die together."
I think that... (not comparing my Lord with a--a horse) But He's packed me this far; this good old Holy Ghost religion has brought me safely this far. At the hour of my death, I'll take a hold of Calvary (Hallelujah!), say, "You carried me through every sick spell, and through the blackness and darkness of life, and through the bitter parts of hell. I'll trust You in my dying hour." Yes, sir. Not on some theology, but on the Holy Spirit in God's Word. On Christ the solid Rock.

L-67 He hadn't gone but a little piece that way, the horse starting trying to trot. She was so poor and bleeding on the side. He didn't get but a little piece farther down the road until they plunged right into a great big gusher of water there.
He said he jumped into the water, him and the horse both. And they drank, and he washed her nostrils out. And he patted her and they screamed. And he thanked God, and he raised his hands and cried and shouted, and everything like that. Said he was just having a wonderful time.
Directly, he heard somebody laughing. And standing over on the other side was a bunch of drunken prospectors, he come across and they said, "Who are you?"
He said, "I'm Jack Coy, of the Indian reservation."
Said, "Well, come on over, Jack." Said, "We got something to eat. We got some venison here."

L-68 So he started over there and he seen they were drinking, so he eat the venison with them. And after while, they said, "All right, Jack, you're..." They was all... Said, "What day is it?" Said, "We're celebrating the fourth of July."
He said, "Well, this is October." They was all drunk and been out there so long, they didn't... But they'd found gold. And they were on their road back. And they didn't care. They was just having a big time. And they thought they'd have some fun out of him.
So, they said... Now, one of them staggered up to him, a little old disfigured looking fellow. He said, "All right, Coy," said, "how about having a drink of our good liquor?"
He said, "No thanks, boys, I don't drink."
He said, "Ah, come on now." You know how a drunk is. Said, "Yes, you drink. You'll have one drink."
Said, "No, boys. Thank you." Said, "I don't drink."
Said, "Now, wait. If our venison is good enough to eat, then our whiskey is good enough to drink." Said, "Now, you're going to drink--take a drink."
And the other guy said, "That's right. Tell him about it. We'll back you up."
He said, "You're going to drink it or you're going to die."


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