I have often felt that I would like to send my bit of experience to the Journal; but have put it off for a more favorable opportunity, thinking that anything I might write would do no good, and that I had better keep still and let those with more experience do that kind of work.
Reading the open letters in the last Journal made me think that such reasoning was a claim of error which ought to be overcome, and that because some one else could do better than I, did not in any way excuse me from doing what little I could.
A little more than a year ago some of my friends advised me to see a Scientist for a belief of fistula which was then troubling me. I was rebellious at first, having heard my Sunday School teacher speak very decidedly against the Science, trusting in her judgment, as I did, implicitly, and believing that a surgical operation was my only relief.
