<TITLE>08. Par 30-33</TITLE>L-30 So that morning he said, "David is going to have a wreck on a motorcycle. He's going to skin his leg on the right side."
And I said, "Joseph, you've just gotten up, son. Come here." I said, "Did you dream that?"
He said, "No, daddy. I just saw David have it."
Four or five days from that, David... A boy come from Louisville with a motorcycle, wanted David to ride it. Rode it down the lane, and it throwed him, and skinned his right leg, just exactly.
We went over to see Mr. Evans and his lovely wife. And I said, "Brother Evans..." After I met him, talked to him, I said, "You live in down somewhere there's some awful good fishing." And I said, "I'm a fisherman."
He said, "Yes, I do."
I said, "A few weeks ago you were fishing and had a sack full of fish illegal." And I said, "You had to hide them about three times from the game warden."
He looked over at me and said, "That's the truth." And he looked at me, kind of sweated a little, and I said, "There's just one request. Will you take me to that place to go fishing?"
He said, "I will."

L-31 We went down to... fishing. And it was in Florida, down in the little bayous and so forth. And we walked back in the 'gator swamps back there, where... He had a brother that had just a few months before there had been bitten by a ground rattler.
Now, you think your diamondback's bad. Just look at one of those little fellows, worse than a sidewinder. And he... And they lay right on top of the water and hit you. In Florida, they just... snakes just--just in rows.
And so, we had--we had pistols, and sticks, and we'd go back through these, where they'd run a dredge line through a seventeen-thousand-acre ranch, putting his Brahman cattle in there. And they were gone wild. And were back in there with those great big bass. My, what beautiful things they were. We had poplar poles, we was catching them. And so we'd move the lilies like that, and look around for 'gators, and snakes, and so forth, and then move up in water.

L-32 And we got up on where the dredge line, or a drag line had throwed out the--the dirt. And I'd caught some finest bass I ever seen. And I had a great big one on. His mouth was about that big, and this little bumble bee wouldn't stay in his mouth. He'd have to hold it, and he'd spit it out, or throw it out. And this bug popping on top of the water, he'd grab at it again. I had him on three times, couldn't even hold him.
Mr. Evans had his trouser legs rolled up, and he come up there and he said, "Brother Branham, I seen you catch that big one."
I said, "Oh, my. He's a dandy." And, Brother Evans, I won't tell them that you turned my fish loose that afternoon accidentally. So I'll... I had a big bunch tied, of the finest bass, and he started to pick them up and let the string run through, and the whole bunch of them got away. So we had eleven dandies. They had the pictures taken that night.

L-33 So we was... I had this fish, and I tried it again, and another one hit it. I suppose that fish had weighed twelve-fourteen pounds, so--a big large-mouth bass. And this one, he was striking through the water, and I was trying to hold him like that. I said, "No, that's not him." So I'd wore him out (weighed about seven or eight pounds), and I'd got him up towards the bank, where the tulles and so forth was standing up. And he said, "Wait a minute, Brother Branham. I'll get him for you."
I said, "Never mind. I can bring him in."
But he just jumped in the water with his trouser legs up like that. And he'd no more than jumped, till he jumped back. A ground rattler struck him and--right on the side of the foot and leg. Well, I never seen such suffering for a few moments. It just almost paralyzes and makes your bones freeze in you.


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