<TITLE>05. Par -</TITLE>1L-149-32 May I say this? It sounds like a joke. A Indian... They're very funny people. And I... They're not funny; they're odd to us; but they seem all right to themselves. And if you get to knowing them, they're all right. A Indian was asked one time when he was saved...

1L-149-33 I remember one in Phoenix, Arizona. Billy was going down to give out prayer cards. He just stand there and give out prayer cards. And them people that's able to run up there and grab the prayer cards... While the--the well people really had a headache, toothache, something wrong with the toe, they got--they got the prayer cards, Brother Ruddell. And when--when they did, then in a prayer line, the only thing I got, somebody with a headache, somebody had something wrong with toe, and something like that. And there was people setting there dying with cancer and things that didn't get the prayer line. I said, "Billy, go down there and ask those people what's wrong with them. And if they haven't got cancer, or some horrible disease, or something that's going to kill them, don't give them them prayer cards. Get them people up there in that prayer line that's going--that's ready to die if not helped from the Lord. Let them others just wait. Let them come in a fast line or something. But let them people that's ready to die..." I said, "Ask them."
He said, "Well, you said, 'Just shuffle up the cards and give it to them,' that's what I was doing."
I said, "But you're getting them people--run up there ahead of them, and they get... Them poor cripples and things can't get them."
"All right, I'll do it."
He goes down; there was an old Indian--and they're very odd--he wouldn't set down in a chair. They give him a chair, but he set down on the floor in the tent. He had a hat on; he wouldn't take it off; had a feather sticking in the back of it, just setting there.
Billy walked up to him, and he passed by, and he said, "You want a prayer card?"
"Hmm."
He said, "What's wrong with you, Chief."
He said, "Me sick."
He said, "But what's wrong with you?"
He said, "Me sick."
He said, "But I want to know what's wrong with you."
He said, "Me sick."

1L-150-34 That's all he could get out of him, said, "All right, I'll be back after while." So Billy went along asking people. The old Indian kept watching them prayer cards getting thinner and thinner. Every time he'd draw them out of his pocket they were a little bit thinner. So after while, the old Indian got up, and walked over, and tapped Billy on the back to remind him he was in this too. He said--he said, "Chief, what's wrong with you?"
He said, "Me sick."
He said, "Well, Chief, you have to tell me. Daddy said not to give these cards to people that would--just had, like tummyache, and headaches, and things. 'Give them to people that was real sick.'" Said, "How sick are you, Chief?"
He said, "Me sick." He set him down again and before he--his cards was really about gone. A couple minutes (he kept watching them cards) he come back and tapped him again. He...?... then. Billy put the card on his hand, said, "Chief, go write on there, 'Me sick.'" Ha ha ha.


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