I had my collar bone broken three times; the third time I was in North
Dakota holding meetings. It was during July and very hot, being around 85
to 90 degrees in the shade. I was staying with Brother and Sister E. Olson
and lockjaw set in. I took chills until they moved me into the kitchen and
had the stove red hot. Even then I could hardly quit chilling. I battled
with the devil and the pain for a whole day, and finally got the victory.
Bless His name.