<TITLE>03. Par 12-14</TITLE>L-12 Well, we never thought much about it. But when he told us this prophecy, that David was going to get hurt on a motorcycle, that kinda was strange to me. And you know, we was home three days... And he told me which leg it was going to be--the right hand side and he was going to tear his clothes, hurt his right hand side. We said, "You dreamed that last night, Joseph."
"No, no." He never dreamed it, he said. "I seen DaDa right now have it." See? Well, I thought he was just going on.
Three days after we got home, David jumped on a motorcycle. A boy came from Louisville on the motorcycle. And he went down the road, and right at the same place fell on the motorcycle, and skinned his leg all up on the right hand side.

L-13 And that's just the--the day that I met Brother Evans. So after talking to him, and seeing he was just a good Southern brother, I said, "I want to ask you something." I said, "You go fishing down in the bayous down somewhere, looked like Florida to me?"
He said, "I do."
I said, "Just recently you had a sack full of fish. You oughtn't to have had that many." And I said.
And he said... kinda... His face got red, dropped his head down, and I said, "You were coming out, you and your boy, and you hid those fish three times, 'cause you seen the game warden out at the end; you thought it was."
He said, "Yes, sir. That's right, "His face real red, he and his wife.
But I said, "There's just..."
He said, "I--I'm sorry. I--I shouldn't have done that."
I said, "But I sure would like to go fishing down there."
Well, he took me. I went down. And on...
Way back there's just very bad snakes back in those--alligators, and crocodiles, snakes and everything, back there. It's worse than Arizona Gila monsters. They have what they call the ground rattler, little bitty fellow, and he's--he's a mean fellow. And his brother had got bit by one about three or four months before that, and was still with a cast on his leg, and a hoop over it for months, and laid in the hospital, didn't know whether he was going to live or die: his younger brother.

L-14 So Brother Evans and I had gotten back there, and I was fishing. Oh, I'd had a great day. I just love to fish. I--I'm the poorest fisherman in the world, but I've got a good guide: Him. And He tells me where they're at, and usually I get them. And I got some nice ones that day.
And I'd hung one so big--a great big bass, about ten or eleven pounds, I guess; I couldn't hold him. And the little bumblebee popper he'd got out of his mouth; and his mouth about like that, and the little bumblebee about like that. He could get up and just shake it out of his mouth. But he was so angry. I threw it back, and he got on the third time.
And Brother Evans said, "Oh, get him, Brother Branham." So I was popping along there with this pole, trying to get this bass to strike it again, and another one, oh, something, great big fellow hit it, and I got him kind of worn down. Kept him out of the pond lilies till he was coming up close to the bank.


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