My little six-year-old grandson came home from school with a belief of hoarseness; he could not speak aloud. I took him on my lap, and he said over the Scientific Statement of Being. I gave him a treatment, and then he went out to walk with his mother, although the wind, in belief, was blowing quite cold. The next morning he was perfectly well.
His brother ten years old, had believed in nausea all night. His mother said to him, "I will telephone to Grandma to treat you." "No!" said the child, "I can heal myself. Nothing ails me! I will just say over that verse that Grandma told me and I am all well." He arose, dressed himself and went to school, and has been perfectly well ever since.
