<TITLE>03. Par 7-8</TITLE>L-7 I said, "All of that I cannot help. I'm just one American; I'm just one person that votes just like you do and got the same rights that you have and all," but I said, "I'm not here to tell you about this nation. I'm here to tell you about Somebody that will give you a square deal; that's Jesus Christ."
And I remember when we called the prayer line, a Indian's kind of a funny fellow, you know, so's there's nobody come in the prayer line. Used to be you'd ha--we'd have to take and fight them away with great gangs of ushers. We called the prayer line; there was nobody come. I looked around at Brother Jack, and he looked at me. Finally the interpreter went back... What was that woman's name there that had that mission out there on that... I--I believe she belongs to the Assemblies of God, yes; I forget her name now. But however, I was on her church steps... What? Mitchell, Mrs. Mitchell. Many of you Assembly of God people might remember. And she... We stood out on the steps with loud speakers, and it was just looked like the old covered wagon days to see them setting around with that sun going down. And all the old chiefs, and the little Indians all around it, just sorted out in there, all around over that Saint Carlos river bank.

L-8 And then, after while, this interpreter, they got all time to do anything in, you know. So just went back in, brought out an Indian woman. Well, as soon as she came out, great big, wide wrists, couldn't speak a word of English, looked me in the face. I watched her a few minutes there; I said, "The woman has a venereal disease. It's not because that she's immoral, but the way she's had to live." And she looked at me real strangely, and that interpreter got that to it, she nodded her head, "That's right."
So the next come out was a little girl, and she kept her head down. And I said, "Now, this little girl," I said, "she belongs to one of the-the great men in the tribe, and she had a fever; it made her go both deaf and dumb. She's been deaf and dumb for over two years; she hasn't spoke or heard anything." I said, "Now, all of you know this little girl, because she's right here on the reservations." I said, "Now, Jesus Christ loves the Indians; He will heal the Indian." Laid hands, and I thought, "Lo..." I said, "Don't interpret this." And so I prayed, "Lord, give me a favor with these people." And I prayed for the little girl, and I got down to her. And if you ever heard Apache language, oh, my... So I said, "Hear me?" She turned around looked at me, and that little old black hair, little dirty face, and she looked up at me, and I said, "Hear me?"
She said... [Brother Branham imitates the girl talking--Ed.]
And I said, "She'll talk better."
And her mother turned around and said, "Hmmm, her talk heap good now."
So I said, "Well..."


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