About six months ago I became much interested in Christian Science. Before that time I was bitterly opposed to it, and never let an opportunity slip by when I could ridicule it. Had I made an investigation of its teachings I should not have done so, for I should have found, as I now find, that they are the immortal Truth as taught by Christ so many years ago.
I was brought in contact with Christian Science through physical and mental suffering. It seemed to me no one could have been in a worse condition than I was. Words cannot describe the agony that I endured. It seemed as though I should lose my reason sometimes, the gloom and despondency were so great. By materia medica the claim was called nervous prostration and with that came a muscular trouble with the eyes, which caused me at times to be almost blind.
After the physician at home had done all he could do for me, I was taken to the hospital, from there to a sanitarium, and from the sanitarium back to the hospital again to undergo an operation. After being there three weeks, I was taken away, more dead than alive it seemed to me, and not at all benefited. After all these weeks, my hope and courage had about gone and my money had given out.
