One day she said to me, "We have done everything we know to do except to
send to Brother E. E. Byrum for an anointed handkerchief." I asked, "Do you
want me to send for one?" to which she assented, and I sent for one. We
received it by mail August the 23rd at 1 o'clock. I placed the handkerchief
upon her and kneeling beside her laid my hands on her and prayed. She was
so weak that it seemd as if she would pass away before I could remove my
hands, so I soon said "Amen." She remarked, "This does not look very
encouraging, does it?" I answered, "No, it does not." Then she drew one of
her hands from under the covers and said, "Do you believe that any flesh is
ever coming to these hands?" "Dear," I answered, "I do not know." Then she
said, "I believe that it will happen." I asked, "Why do you believe it?"
She told me that a scripture had come to her while I was praying. She said
that it was the one about Naaman: "His flesh came again like the flesh of a
little child and he was clean." 2 Kings 5:14.

Two hours later she was perfectly well, but weak, of course.

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On one occasion I received an urgent call to come to Norway Lake to pray
for Mrs. John Evenson who was ill with tuberculosis. While on my way there
I battled with devils, it seemed as though my buggy was full of devils,
whispering to me and saying, "You are going to be arrested and put in
jail." However, after driving sixteen miles, the Lord assured me that He
was going to raise Sister Everson up, even if she were dead when I got
there.

As I drove into the driveway I saw a number of men by the barn. It was the
Constable and others. Jumping out of the buggy, I proceeded to unhook my