I Have been lame since babyhood. I have been in Christian Science five years. Previous to that time I came home from an institute of torture where I had been two years, but returned more helpless than before.
At this institution I had to wear a brace from hip to foot, and an ice bag day and night. I was bound down on a table called a stretcher, the straps were very tight, and sometimes a hundred pound weight attached to my limb, when I only weighed seventy-seven pounds myself. I had to bear this torture twenty minutes a day excepting Sundays. If any of us complained,— even the little children, —we were called cowards.
They held church services in the parlor of the institute, and patients who cared to go were carried down in their chairs. I often went when my pain would allow me.
