<TITLE>17. Par 44-46</TITLE>L-44 I leaned up against a little tree and waited a few minutes. I didn't see any squirrels, getting late, time to go back almost. I looked back across the hill and way up, about a hundred and twenty-five yards. I guess, I seen something look like it was on a stump." A gray squirrel is very small. I looked through the little telescope, and I couldn't tell if it was a squirrel or not. I kept watching it; it jumped off the stump, started down by the side of a tree. Well, that's an awful long shot. But I just knelt down on my knee and laid my gun across the side of my hand, killed the squirrel.
I said, "That then, the next one will have to come from this a way." So I just turned myself on the tree, and I said, "It'll come this a way." I waited about fifteen minutes, here come a squirrel. So I throwed another shell up in the gun and leveled down. Just as I started to level down the second squirrel come. I said, "Oh, praise the Lord; there's the second one; there they are." So I raised up, shot the first one, killed him right dead, hit him right through the eye.

L-45 And then--then this other squirrel run jumped up on a log, and it run over the log, picked up a hickory nut and started eating it, just a perfect shot about fifty yards. I thought, "There's my second squirrel, that's one, two, three, just what I asked for." I laid my gun down and shot, and I hit the log. Now, out of about a hundred and forty nine squirrels this year, I've only missed five shots. So then, I thought, "How did I miss that squirrel?" Never scared him, he jumped up, run back down at the other side of the log and stood and looked around. I put another shell in, I thought, "I'll sure get him this time." I leveled down, right across--the hair right across his eye, pulled the trigger; I hit about two foot under him. I said, "My, this gun's out. There's something wrong with this gun," not thinking. And then he jumped off the log and run right broadsided from me. I said, "Well, I haven't shot a squirrel sideways in a long time, but I'm going to see if this gun's out or not." I said, "I'll certainly get him this time. Maybe I'm just cold and shaking." So I got a little bush and leaned the gun against the bush and leveled down till it was right broad sided, not over about thirty-five yards away; the squirrel was running down the hill. Right across the mid center of him, pulled the trigger and I don't know where I hit; I missed the squirrel. And I was out of shells in my little old gun, so the squirrel went up over the hill. I thought, "There I missed three straight shots, and the whole season through and only missed five. How could it be?" Then I happened to think, "I couldn't have got that squirrel. I said the other one would come from this a way." Two of them was there. But His Word is perfect. See?

L-46 Then I started waiting, till almost dark. I said, "If the other squirrel comes I'm going to have to shoot him real close to me 'cause there's a thicket here, and he has to come down through this thicket, the only way he can. "Well," I thought, "well, it wasn't so this time. That--that anointing may be--maybe I just happened to get those two." So I went over and picked my squirrels up and started home. And it was real dark in the hollow. And I started down through the hollow, Something said to me, "What about that other squirrel?"
And I said, "Well, I--I--I've already got two, and so it's too late now; I can't even see through my scope hardly (See?), too late to get one now." And I started on down; Something said, "Turn and go back and get the other squirrel. You've already said it." So I turned, and I hadn't walked about ten steps (Now, listen close.) and I seen a squirrel run up a tree about sixty or seventy yards from me. So dark it had to be just the light across the top of the mountain or I wouldn't have seen him. And I--I leveled the gun down. I couldn't see the squirrel, kept looking back and forth. I thought, "Where's he at?"


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