Christian Science has done so much for me that I feel the least I can do is to make some acknowledgment of the facts. For fourteen years I have been suffering from locomotor ataxia, or progressive paralysis. It came upon me very gradually. I could not see much change from one month's end to the other, but from one year's end to the other I could see a great change, until, at the end of fourteen years, I was a total wreck,—down on my bed and could not turn over without help, nor get upon my feet.
During all these years I suffered intensely at times. The M. D.'s gave me up (and I tried many of them besides using many patent nostrums). They said there was no help for me. Thus it was when Christian Science was first brought to my notice by a friend who was not a Scientist himself, but had heard about Scientists and knew one in this town. I asked him to send him to me. The next day a true and loyal Scientist came, and I will venture to say he never saw a more distressed creature, and I, with all my experience with doctors, preachers, and Christian people, never received such loving-kindness and patient treatment as I did from him.
I was hard to convince and asked many questions. He gave me a copy of Science and Health, and came to see me every week during that winter and this summer with no visible prospects of receiving any pay, for I had exhausted my means with the M. D.'s
