Five year old May had a belief of Diphtheria. After she grew better, her father asked her what she had been having? "Well, first," she said, "I had a toothache, then a sore throat, then I had Christian Science and got well."
I thought to amuse her by reading to her, and asked what I should read, expecting she would name some of her picture books; but she said, "Read out of the books that have crosses on," meaning the Journals.
Jessie, eight years old, did not feel well one day, although she did not complain, as she is very careful not to say she is sick. She laid down, and asked me to read to her that little story in the December Journal about the little girl on board the ship. After reading it, she got up, saying, "O, I am all right; nothing is the matter with me."
