Never was fly, tangled up in a spider's web, more helpless or hopeless than our family when Christian Science was brought to our notice in such a way that we grasped the thought as a drowning man would a straw.
While not a sick child, I cannot remember ever being really well, though pride, ambition, and a strong will kept me up till nearly through my school days, at about seventeen years old, when I collapsed completely. For several years I could not, for months at a time, walk down a flight of stairs.
All that loving care and kindness could do for me was done, and many noble men and women in the medical profession worked faithfully and well to rid me of my sufferings. Many times I have been brought from death's door and saved, for what I did not know then. While relieved from many acute conditions, all their efforts failed to heal me, for they were dealing wholly with matter as both the disease and remedy.
