<TITLE>09. Par 34-37</TITLE>L-34 So I got me a pair of Levi's and went out to the--the pen. And they said they was going to bring out an outlaw horse. And so, some famous rider was going to ride him. And I settled up there and looked at all these old disfigured cowboys, you know, setting on this fence, watching. I climbed up and set down by them. Looked... I seen their overalls, you know, all slicked and worn. Mine just told it was a new pair; I was a rider anyhow, you know.
I thought, "I'll show them how to ride these horses out west. I'll tell them how it's done."
Setting there looking them all over, you know... And first thing you know, they'd come out of a shoot, this guy did on a horse called Yellow Fever, a big brand on his hip. About three or four bucks and a sunfish or two, and the horse went one way, the rider another. The pickups got the horse, and the ambulance got the rider.
The caller come by and said, "I'll give any man a hundred dollars that'll ride him thirty seconds." He come down through there, and he stopped in front of me. He said, "Are you a rider?"
I said, "No, sir."
That took the wind out of me right now.

L-35 When I was a little Baptist preacher, I used to pack my Bible under my arm, you know, and go downtown. And I'd see the different ones. They'd say, "Hello, Reverend." Oh, that felt big, you know. Yes, sir.
"Are you a preacher?"
"Oh, sure I am."
One day, there was a little girl by the name of Betty Daugherty. You read the story. In my ministry was healed... The first one in my ministry sent when it was confirmed to me over there. And her father was a Pentecostal preacher. And I went down to the meeting. My, oh, my... That man would preach, till... He didn't need no microphone. He would preach till he would turn blue in the face, buckle in his knees, and go almost to the floor, come back catching his breath. You could hear him about three or four blocks away still preaching.
Somebody'd say, "You a preacher?"
I said, "No, sir. I'm not. No, sir."

L-36 My old, slow southern ways just can't think of it that fast. That's all. I just kind of take my time and maneuver around and kind of wait on the Spirit. And I'm just too slow. That's all. Them Pentecostal brethren would just run off and leave me. So then, I'm kind of slow about saying about being a preacher up on the platform when I know that's behind me, you know. So I'm taking it easy...
But when I heard them say, "Preaching on holiness, they appreciated it," and some of those ministers shaking my hands and saying, "That's good, Brother Branham. That gives us courage to move on."
Oh, I quit preaching a couple--three nights ago and just started testifying, 'cause I was afraid that I was--might be getting a little rough on it, you know. So I--I just let it go. But I... Next time I come back, I'll continue on preaching, 'cause I know that you just do put up with the old fashion sassafras. How many knows what sassafras is? Say, boy...

L-37 How many ever slept on a straw tick? How many's from Kentucky? My, that--that's really... That's Kentuck--Why, I was borned on a straw tick. That's right. Slept on a shuck pillow just pretty near all my life. We never had electric lights till just recently.
And I remember pop used to shave, and he'd have a bunch of shucks off of the corn, you know. Made hisself a shaving brush, go out to mom's tub, get the old lye soap that she... We boiled up the old stuff that made the lye soap. And we rubbed up like that, wash his head and everything with that same lye soap, take this old brush and put the little soap suds on his face and shave. Oh, my. Wished I could see him again though, sure wished I could.


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