Letters & Conversations

I suffered , among numerous other severe troubles, such as indigestion, rheumatism, catarrh, etc. , with chalky deposits in my shoulder joints so that they were perfectly stiff, and all other joints in my arms and hands were nearly so; also atrophy of the muscles of the arms and shoulders, accompanied with insomnia.

Christian Science first came to my notice through the healing of a dear sister in Oakland, California, who wrote me that she had been healed without medicine. I feared that it was not according to Scripture, but I read and re-read her loving letters in which she was trying to show me that to heal without material medicine was in accordance with the teachings of Jesus Christ, and did agree with the Bible.

Up to the time I was thirty-five years of age, I had very little to complain of the way of health and I used my strength to the best of my ability in trying to help fill our "barns" so that some day I, too, might say, "Soul, thou hast goods laid up for many years, take thine ease eat drink, and be merry. " I tried at the same time to be a good mother, a good neighbor, and do my duty as far as I knew but I had no God I could love or understand.

REV. MARY BAKER EDDY.

For seven years I had nervous prostration and partial paralysis, or, as it is called, locomotor ataxia. For eight years previous to that I had been suffering from indigestion, so that I became a mere wreck.

Dear Journal: —From the Keystone State we applaud the sentiments republished in the June Journal from The Washington News Letter. We cannot forget that if God be for us, neither scholastic theology nor Allopathy dare long be against us, and do not fear their futile efforts to stop the fast-spreading fame of the Christ cure.

For nine years I was a hopeless invalid, the greater part of the time as helpless as an infant, not able to move, and when moved the pain was so severe that my screams could be heard a long distance. I was attended by ten of the best physicians of our state (North Carolina).

Several years ago, I found myself under a dreadful bondage of sickness and pain, attended by physicians, nurses, and despairing loved ones, who ministered at my bedside many weary months, with unceasing devotion and much medicine, after the orthodox custom. Finally I got up and around after a fashion—a very poor one.

Christian Science found me a wreck, mentally and physically. I had my family to support, and being a carpet weaver, the work at times was rushing and I felt my strength failing day by day.

Christian Science has done so much for me that I feel the least I can do is to make some acknowledgment of the facts. For fourteen years I have been suffering from locomotor ataxia, or progressive paralysis.