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Experiences Section 11 On a Sunday morning, he said, "Let's go to the Tabernacle." The doors were locked, and the place was jam-packed with supposed tourists. He told me to get close and listen. As I looked through the glass, I heard Richard Evans speaking the words "We welcome you here, who have come on your long, tiresome journey. Must we be driven from our homes because of communism?" The thought I had was that Communism was the cover-up, the meaning was that the devil's conspiracy be overthrown and they lose out, because of myself and James Farrell. That was all I heard, and as we walked away from the temple ground, Farrell said. "They have to fear you coming back. Rich." As we neared first South and Main, he took a round Copenhagen tobacco box and said. "You have heard of Indian rope tricks _ watch this!" He gave an underarm throw, and the tobacco box rolled into the intersection, rolled at least dozen times in a circle in the middle of the intersection, then rolled to the sidewalk of the southeast side, rolled into a circle a dozen or so times close to the street, then started in a straight line at the building, which at that time was Montgomery ward. A man looking in the glass window evidently seeing the reflection behind him, saw it heading straight for him. It must have spooked him for he hurriedly walked down the street, a man recognized as having followed us for several days around town. The box didn't quite reach the building, but turned and rolled back almost to the street and made several more circles before falling over. Only a power beyond mortal understanding could have caused such an event. |