<TITLE>07. Par 25-27</TITLE>L-25 A few months ago, I was down in Kentucky a squirrel hunting with Mr. Wood last fall. And there was a man down there that was supposed to be an infidel. And Mr. Woods said, "Let's go over and hunt on his place, because it's got ditches and so forth. And it's dry; we can walk through those ditches." About middle of August...
And I said, "Is he an infidel?"
Said, "Yes."
I said, "I doubt very much whether he'd let me hunt."
And he said, "Well, let's go over and ask him."
So I set in the car. And the--Mr. Wood went up, and he spoke to him, and he called him by name. He said, "I wonder if we could hunt a little bit."
He said, "Are you Jim Woods' son?" And I think both Banks and Jim is here tonight.
And he said, "I am."
He said, "Well, you can hunt anywhere on my place. Your father was an honest and just man. Therefore, you can hunt anywhere you want to. I've got five hundred acres of woods here; just help yourself."

L-26 And he said, called him by name, and he said, "I brought my pastor along, is it all right for him to hunt?"
The old fellow took off his hat, with a great big chewed tobacco in his mouth, spit down on the ground and said, "Wood, you don't mean to tell me that you've got so bad you have to carry a preacher with you everywhere you go."
And I got out of the car and walked over. They were setting under an apple tree.
I said--he said, "This is our pastor."
And I said, "How do you do, sir?"
And he said, "Well," he said, "I tell you," said, "it's all right for you to hunt too." He said, "I don't have nothing against you preachers." But said, "You know, I'm supposed to be an infidel."
And I said, "Oh, I don't believe that's much to brag about."

L-27 And he said, "No, I realize that." He said, "It isn't," but said, "I--I've always wanted to find something, to me, that looked like something that was God." He said, "About two years ago, there was a preacher come over here to Acton, and out at the Methodist campgrounds (just about like this) for a three nights' meeting." And said, "Certain old lady lives up here on the hill, she had cancer in the stomach. Wife and I went up there to pull the sheet from under her; she couldn't even move her any more, to either part, to get onto the bedpan." And said, "We had to pull the sheet, turn her in the sheet, she was so bad." Said, "Her sister attended that meeting that night." And said, "This preacher was never in this country before, and turned and told this woman, 'Take that handkerchief that you've got in your pocketbook, go down to your sister and (that's her name, whatever it would be), lay it upon her for THUS SAITH THE LORD, she shall be healed.'" And said, "I thought that night they had the whole Salvation Army up on top of that hill." And said, "The next morning she was up frying ham and eggs. And she's been working ever since." He said, "Now, when he comes back, I'm going to hear him."


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