About two years ago, my attention was first called to Christian Science and what it could do for man; but I had no sooner heard of it than I came to the conclusion that it was a genuine humbug, and that any one who practised it should be prosecuted to the full extent of the law. What did I know about Christian Science? Just simply nothing. My sister, whom a council of doctors had pronounced beyond the reach of medical aid, had gone to M —— to be treated by a Christian Scientist, as a last resort; but it was my firm conviction, at that time, that if good doctors and medicine could not cure her, nothing could.
Upon her return home I saw, or thought I saw, a change for the better, which I reluctantly admitted; but she was satisfied that she had found the straight road. We soon had a copy of Science and Health, and I went to work in earnest,— to work out my salvation, through Truth. Up to this time I had always thought I was about as good as the average man, although I had committed almost every sin in thought, if not in deed.
I was afflicted with numerous chronic ailments, and besides, with every west wind, I had the sorest of sore throats; was also unable to read without glasses. I denied all these claims faithfully to the best of my understanding for about three months, without any change— except for the worse. I was often tempted to give up, as the claims of pain seemed too real to deny; but I held fast, and never once did I turn back. Within the next three months I was freed from all the aforementioned claims, except that of poor eyesight.
