<TITLE>03. Par 9-12</TITLE>L-9 Then a few days after I'd seen the vision, I was coming out to the large tent. Brother Bosworth was there that night. And there was a man met me. And he said, "Brother Branham, I'm sure your vision is my little boy." He's laying right back out here dead, been dead since this morning. He drowned in a irrigation ditch." Said, "Come, see him. And I won't even let the undertaker take him."
Why, I said, "All right."
I taken some with me. But when I seen the little boy, it wasn't him. The little boy I seen was about eight or nine years old. This little boy was about five. The little boy I seen was very poorly dressed, but this little boy was very well dressed. The little boy I seen had brown hair. And this little boy had slick black hair. There's no rock, no grass, no trees; it wasn't the vision. So I just offered prayer for his comfort.

L-10 Later on, about two years later, I was way up at Kuopio, Finland. And many of the brethren taken me up on a tower and was showing me around. Many times in these meetings, I don't eat much, sometimes fast for several days. I'd been fasting then three or four days. I do that because the Bible said, these come out only by fast and prayer. I said to my--one of my managers, Mr. Lindsay, the editor of the Voice of Healing, "Something's fixing to happen."
He said, "Why?"
I said, "I don't know." I went down the tower, and there I met an Englishman. He was drinking. He said, "What are they doing up there?"
I said, "They're singing hymns."
He said, "I don't believe in no such."
I said, "You ought to be ashamed." And a few minutes later, we led Him to Jesus.

L-11 We got in the cars and started down the hill. As I looked off over the mountain, I seen people running way down, many miles. And I seen a car turn over. I said, "There must be an accident." So about twenty minutes later we came to the accident. Some of my brethren, Mr. Moore, Mr. Lindsay, and many of them, they got out of the car, and they looked what had happened. Two little boys, one about nine and one about five had started to cross the road, and an American made Ford had--had--had come around the bend real fast. If any of you have ever been to Finland... If any of you has ever visited Finland, very few cars. They're a very poor people, but very fine people, real Christians, devout.
And I noticed, and one little boy, when they started to separate, the car turned sideways to the right side of the road, and the fender hit one little boy under the chin, and threw him across the road, and slammed him up against a tree, and there he dropped. The other little boy went--went under the car, and the car rolled him up, and kicked his little body way up in the air, and he fell over in a grass patch. So they had taken the first little boy; he was breathing; they took him to the hospital. And so the other little boy they had laying there, and they--they had a coat over him. About three hundred people standing, and the chief man of the city was there. They'd got to get--get the father and mother who was working way away on a farm to come to the scene.

L-12 My brethren got out and looked at the little boy, so they come back and told me. Said, "Go, look at him, Brother Branham."
I said, "Oh, no. I don't want to see him. My own little Billy then must be about that age." So I said, "I don't want to see him." I wasn't going home for a long time, and I didn't want to look at him." And after while--but we had to wait for the mother to come, then they were going to take him to make him ready to be buried.
And Brother Lindsay said--said, "Come out and look at him, Brother Branham." So I finally got out. And when they took the coat off of him, oh, my, that scene: his little eyes rolled back, his little tongue out, his little foot was mashed through his sock; his shoes had been knocked off of him; his little arms all crooked up. Oh, blood running out of his ears, out of his mouth, oh, he was terrible looking. And I started weeping. And I started to walk away.


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