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Letters to the Journal from our readers. Opinions expressed in this column are not necessarily those of The Christian Science Journal.

NOTES FROM THE FIELD

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).

NOTES FROM THE FIELD

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.

NOTES FROM THE FIELD

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.

NOTES FROM THE FIELD

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.

LETTERS ACKNOWLEDGING GIFT

Boston, Mass. , February 8, 1898.

NOTES FROM THE FIELD

Hanover (Germany), December 1,1897. Dear Journal :— Last June I returned from America, where I had gone the preceding November in order to enter the class of a teacher and representative of the glorious teaching of our beloved Mother.

NOTES FROM THE FIELD

It is three years since I first appealed for treatment, and was almost instantaneously healed of many chronic and acute claims, some of them of years' standing. For five months I had lain in bed with complications of stomach trouble, complete nervous prostration, neuralgia, etc.

NOTES FROM THE FIELD

More than twelve years ago, I was a slave to tobacco, and as I was conscientious and ashamed of the habit, it became a torment to me. My sisters, brothers, and myself were musicians, and at that time did a great deal of public playing together.

NOTES FROM THE FIELD

The claims of sickness had been upon me for over thirty years. Twice I was healed through faith; once of a tumor, and once of running ulcers; but sickness in other forms soon appeared, and I could not understand why, when I had faith enough in God to heal me of a disease, I could not keep well.

LETTERS TO MRS. EDDY

New York, October 4, 1897. REV.