<TITLE>05. Par 17-20</TITLE>L-17 Now, back to this... These heathens, they get paint and put all over them, make it out of mud. Do... Make hair manicures, ever what you call it, little mud things, put up like this and put bones in it. Boy, the beauty operator for a woman is an old thing in Africa. They had it a long time ago.
So anyhow, split their lips and so forth. Then make these earrings; they had some permanent earrings. They cut the flesh and keep putting chunks of wood in it, and the rings hang down like that, of flesh where their ears had been spread out.
This little boy was a Zulu, and they... Their diet, when they pack their dinners with them, they have a cow. And this cow... If a man has twins, they was a man--boy and a girl, he will kill the boy, save the girl, 'cause he can get a cow for the girl. You can buy the girl at any age. You can't be with her as a wife until she's of age, but you--you buy her.
And then the cow, they live by the cow. They take a porcupine quill and pierce the jugular vein, drain a little sack, a little, like a little leather sack, made out of animal skin, half full of blood, then milk the rest of it full of milk, and then while the milk's hot and the blood's hot, they churn it with a stick and it makes a lollipop. That's what they eat.

L-18 So then, this little fellow had just had his meal, and he had... And they'd let it dry too, and it's called Biltongue. And so they--they--they lick that lollipop and the fresh blood, of course, warm it up by his tongue, and his little belly was just as bloody all over as it could be. He was standing there, and the poor little fellow was so cross-eyed, his eyes set right in like that.
Well, I said, "Anyone knows that the boy's cross-eyed." Just like I'd say, "There's somebody in a wheelchair. That woman's crippled." Well, anybody knows that. The mystery of it is, the--the phenomenal is see a healthy-looking person, then know what's wrong with them. See?
But said, "What about the--the boy?" I said, "Anyone sees." They'd been sent by doctors of Africa. Where the first thing was done, the first night, called me down for a breakfast, and the Medical Association of Africa give me the right hand of fellowship, opened every hospital in Africa for the people to come pray for. Right.

L-19 Then this little boy, standing there, many doctors was on the platform, or setting back in the back of this place. I said, "Of course, his little eyes are--are crossed. Anyone sees that." I said, "The only thing I might know how it happened. If there's anything in the little fellow's way that caused him to be that way, I'm--God might show me that, but to heal him, I couldn't." I said, "Jesus Christ has already did that."
When I looked back at the little boy, I seen a tall, thin native woman holding a... the baby in her arms showing it to the husband. I said, "The baby was born cross-eyed."

L-20 And a way back over there, when the Zulu interpreter said it, well, way back over there, the father and mother stood up. That was right. They was that way. I said, "Besides that, they're Christians. I see that they're Christians, worship and pray. The father and mother waved their hand; that was true.
Well, I said, 'course the... I looked back at him again, and his eyes was straight as yours is, no prayer, no nothing. The little fellow, standing there, looking at me, big grin, that great big mouth, you know, looking at me like that. I said, "Now you see what's happened?" I said, "You was looking at him there. I have never touched him. I haven't been in ten feet of him." God's healed him. They passed on through, the little lad. And the man brought him on through.
I turned my back like this, and I heard somebody fussing back there, and I looked around; it was Brother Bosworth, and Brother Baxter, or Brother Bosworth, one, they was going on.


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