<TITLE>01. Par 1-3</TITLE>55-0312, The Seal Of The Christ, Great Western Exhibit Center, Los Angeles, CA, 71 min
L-1 Good evening friends. That's getting here just on time, isn't it? I made the wrong turn tonight; I went around the building, come around the other way, and I had an awful time getting back. And just as I entered the door, I heard them singing "Only Believe." I thought, "Oh, my."
So we had a little contest tonight; last night I had to wait so long, and I said, "Now, Brother Moore, if I have to wait out there a half hour again tonight, you're going to preach Monday night, Tuesday night, and Wednesday night of next week." I said, "I'm going to be there just exactly on time." That's the reason that he was on time. Ha-ha-ha. Yes, sir.
[Brother Moore says, "We're going to make you preach three days longer for that."--Ed.] Ha-ha-ha. Well, I was here on time though; you just got up hadn't you? I was... The man had to put this hook around my neck here, whatever it was, so I could talk from here. I guess I get to running a little bit and get away from the microphone.

L-2 Everybody feeling good? Oh, that's fine; that's just fine. Well, we hope we can--the Lord will just bless us and we get our hands right in the honey jar now, and go to eating on God's Honey, His Word.
One of the cutest little sights I ever seen; I don't know whether I ever told you. I--I like to fish, and there was a... I was way up in northern New Hampshire, the home of the brook trout. I'd packed back with a pack on my back for about three days, back in the wilderness. I was fishing high in the mountains where the tenderfoot didn't get to it, you know, way back. And I was--had me a little tent setting there one morning. And I--I'd got up early and went down along the bushes, had a little hand axe, was cutting some bushes, so I could get the fly working right, catching these brook trout. And so I... It got up round about eight o'clock and come back... Sun had come up good. And when I got back to my camp, it was just laying flat on the ground. There was a old mother bear and two little cubs got in there, and they really tore that thing up. I mean it was strowed from one way to the other.

L-3 Well, I had an old beat up rusty gun laying there somewhere, but... The bear, it isn't what he eats; it's what he destroys. He just knock a stove pipe down and then jump on it just to hear it rattle, you know, and he's just a very bad fellow.
And when I come up, the old mother bear, she scented me right away and away she went. She cooed to these cubs; one little cub run off with her. And she went on out, but the other little fellow just set there. He had his back turned to me. Well, I wondered, "What's the matter with that little fellow, he doesn't go." And she kept out there in the wilderness (See?), up on the side of the hill, she was cooing.
I wondered, she making that cub come. And he wouldn't come, you know just set there with his head down like that. And I thought, "Well, wonder what's the matter with the little fellow." And so I kept walking a little closer, and I didn't want to get too close, 'cause, she might scratch you. So she... I watching, and she kept cooing, raising up then cooing. And I didn't want to have to kill the old bear and leave the two orphans in the woods. So I--I kept watching her. There's a tree pretty close, but she can climb better than I can, so... And I knew I had to do something, and I wondered what this little fellow was doing. And when I got around to the side, so I could look at him side ways, ahh...


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