I Came to Christian Science, in an experimental way, about a year and a half ago, with a blind hope and faith that it might in some manner relieve me from a condition of wretchedness and despair. I was seeking mental relief more than physical, and have been most marvellously repaid.
For years I had been considered delicate, and was continually under the care of materia medica. My case puzzled the doctors, as it was more in the nature of a mental than a physical discord, an indefinable yearning for a "something" which I did not possess, until, after a course of hard study at college, I was in such poor health as to unfit me to complete the preparations for a profession which I had expected to follow. The family physician pronounced my case one of "nervous prostration," and prescribed various remedies, all of which were conscientiously applied, but with only temporary relief.
After a series of futile attempts to find health by means of the prescribed methods of travel, farm-life, specialists, etc., I was told by the physician that he had done all he could for me, and advised as a last resort that I go to the West and spend one or two years on a ranch, and endeavor to find some permanent out-door employment, as there was no probability of my ever gaining sufficient health to engage in the active duties of business life. I had been to an oculist of good standing, who prescribed two pairs of glasses to be used under differing conditions, and was told by him that an operation upon the eyes would probably be necessary in order to gain permanent relief from severe headaches to which I was subject. An operation in the nose was suggested for the near future.
