It would take too long to enumerate all the ills I had when I began treatment. I had been almost an invalid for years. I had chronic catarrh of the throat and other serious, complicated, and peculiar troubles. My throat had been affected about seven years, and I was being treated by the best doctors, who were preparing to take out the glottis, and frankly told me there was no hope.
I had a letter from a friend wanting me to try Christian Science, as her little son had been healed of pneumonia by it after the doctors had given him up to die. As a drowning man catches at a straw I decided to try Christian Science, and it shall be my constant ambition to help to free others from the bondage of sin and sickness.
Austin, Tex.
