<TITLE>03. Par 8-11</TITLE>L-8 So Billy goes down to the meeting that night, and he... (Just a little fellow then) and he got his cards and mixed them up. And he said, "Now, each one of you has to tell me what's the matter with you. My daddy said that--that not to give these prayer cards to people that just have toothaches, and headaches, and so forth, when people are dying with cancer."
So, the old chief... He was setting right down on the floor as usual, and he's kept his hat on. And so, he walked over. He begin to notice Billy's prayer cards getting smaller and smaller as he was giving them out. He tapped him on the shoulder; he reached out his hand.
And he said, "Chief," said, "my daddy said I'd--you'd have to tell me what was wrong with you. Are you very sick?" Said, "What's wrong with you?"
He said, "Me sick."
So he said, "Well, go set down, and you..."

L-9 He went over and started giving them out, and chief noticed that little bunch of cards was getting smaller and smaller. He came up again and tapped him on the back.
He said... He said, "What's wrong, Chief?"
He said, "Me sick."
So he said, "Well, I'll... Just a moment." And so, he was saying... Anybody that real sick with cancer or something, so he give him a prayer card. After while, chief saw it was just two or three. He run and grabbed Billy.
He said, "Me sick."
Billy said, "Take this card and write on it 'Me sick.' and go set down." 'Me sick.'
I got it--got him on the prayer line that night, and I said, "Chief," I said, "Are... You believe God?"
He said, "'At right."
And I said, "Are you going to be a good boy after the Lord heals you?"
He said, "'At right."
And everything I told him, "'At right." Come to find out, he only knowed about two or three words. And one of them was, "'At right." It was all all right then.

L-10 We went to the reservation. There might be people here was at the San Carlos reservation that night; thousands of them gathered out for prayer. And the Indian, he's not much to... He's got to know what he's doing; he just don't walk into anything. When I was speaking, I (kindy to find favor with them) and I...
If there's anybody, of any nation, of any people in all the world I feel sorry for, it's an Indian. That's right. They got a raw, dirty deal from us. That's exactly right. If there's any stain on the American flag, it's the way they do the Indian. Taking all the sheep away from him, putting him out in the poorest country in the world, and give him ten dollars a month to live on or something; that's not right. No, sir. After all, this is his nation. God gave him this; we took it away from him. That's exactly right.

L-11 And so, I always felt sorry for the poor people living out there, and I always wanted to pray with them. And so, I promised the Lord at Phoenix if He'd heal the alcoholic and a tubercular woman, that I'd go up to the reservation; and both of them brought back the certificates that they were healed. So then, I went to the reservation, and that night, they stood me up on a little Assembly of God doorstep of place, like--a little porch at the little Assembly. There was a lady... (Some of you Assembly brothers might... ) Sister Marshal, that's who the lady was; she was a--the missionary up there.
And I stood there and spoke to them all and they set around, thousands of them out there. And they... Beautiful to see them setting on their blankets and things, waiting for the service. And when I usually make an altar call, you'd have a stampede. But...


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