In the summer of 1898 I began complaining of heart trouble, and not long after my stomach began troubling me. In August I was placed under the care of a physician with the hope that I might be built up and enabled to continue my work in the high school. In September I entered school, but was unable to apply myself as formerly. I dragged through the term, learning but little and longing for vacation that I might rest.
I grew worse, and the following September was unable to enter school. In the fall of 1899 my physician sent me to Chicago, where I was treated by a prominent physician; but failing to receive any benefit from the treatment, I returned home very much discouraged, with very little hope of ever regaining my health.
Shortly after this, when everything seemed darkest to me, I was told that a person whom I well knew had been healed by Christian Science. After some time I decided to try it, and on Wednesday evening, January 4, 1900, I went to the Scientist's home and was very much surprised to find a service being held there; I remained for the meeting but did not understand much of what I heard.
