My Dear Friend: I do not know what to write first; I have so much to say, but will write of the subject uppermost in my thoughts. I have received a beautiful letter from Mrs. M. I have read it many times, and to-day read it to a friend interested in Christian Science. The letter filled me with hope, and I felt better at once. The next morning I said, "Now I will deny sensation in matter." Accordingly I walked to a neighbor's, one block distant. All the way my back rebelled; but I repeated this quotation from Mrs. M.'s letter: "He is our strength, and the Source is infinite." I returned home by the same strength, and suffered no evil consequences. This happened on Wednesday. Saturday I walked to the store and back, continually repeating the same words; and I was no worse. Sunday I attended church. The next day I went out calling; and now I do whatever I please. In fact I hardly rest a moment, from the time I arise until I retire. Even the afternoon nap is a thing of the past, as I seldom indulge in that luxury. For about two weeks I must admit I could not conquer my belief of intense pain; but this week I have very little pain.
L. fell down on the ice, and came home very lame and sore. I treated him once only, and a few days after asked him how his lameness was. He had recovered almost immediately. I simply denied the accident, as affecting him. He could hardly get home that night.
Of course you will infer by this time that I am a convert to Science. I want you to tell Mrs. M. all about it, and that I cannot feel grateful enough to her for the great good she has done me. I think it the grandest Truth I ever knew,—not simply because it gives dominion over the body, but because it affords such a blessed thought. Christ is "the vine, and we are the branches." I never understood the simile before; but don't you see, J., that the same Life is in the branch that is in the vine? I hardly care to read any book but the Bible now, in this new light.
