About eight years ago Christian Science was brought to me by a man's best friend on earth,—his wife. The word "Christian," I had heard all my life, and the word "Science" I was quite familiar with, but the linking of the two words together was new to me. I was not what one would call desperately ill, but the whole body was sick and the whole heart faint.
After much persuasion I was induced to read some Christian Science tracts and back numbers of the Journal. As a result, I became interested enough to send for a copy of "Science and Health with Key to the Scriptures" by Mrs. Eddy. I was then persuaded to write to a Scientist for help, it being expained that present and absent treatments were equally effective.
At the end of two weeks treatment I wrote to the practitioner that, apparently, I was no better and had no more money that I could conveniently spare to pay for treatments. Notwithstanding that fact, he kindly replied that he would continue his efforts to help me is I desired. As I was particular in my business methods, I again wrote him to discontinue the treatment, also telling him I had stopped reading Science and Health and laid it aside. From this time, however, for nearly three months, I seemed to grow worse, and as a penalty for working out in the sun one day I was compelled to remain in the house two or three days with a severe headache. I was then living in the Black Hills, S. D.
