The past six years, which have been the happiest of my life, have been spent in the atmosphere of Christian Science. It has done so much for me that this public acknowledgment of my indebtedness is but a mite in payment. For several years I had been ailing with a bowel trouble, for the cure of which I had in the course of time been treated by probably as many as fifteen physicians of different schools. I had also experimented with numerous so-called remedies, but all to no avail. I gradually lost vitality, and finally arrived at that condition familiarly known as a physical wreck. I was weak, nervous, emaciated, unable to sleep naturally, and had no relish for food. Christian Science healed me; not instantaneously, but in due time, since which I have enjoyed the best of health.
I had never been a church-member, although I was reared by Christian parents, devout, earnest, praying people, and in my youth, and up to manhood, I was a willing attendant at a Sunday school, and found much pleasure in searching the Scriptures. Between the lines, however, I vaguely caught a meaning which theology had never proclaimed, but which had its definition in Christian Science, as I have since learned. So, while thankful for my physical regeneration, I have greater thankfulness for the constant joy of knowing, in a measure, the Saviour, Christ, Truth, that redeems us from every abomination and lie of mortal sense.
A remarkable demonstration of the efficacy of Christian Science healing once occurred in my family, gratitude for which prompts me to relate it, with the thought of the possible good it may do others. Our seven-year-old daughter was declared by a popular physician of large practise (who was called by the child's mother), after he had made two examinations, to be seriously ill of a throat disease. He demanded, and brought with him, a trained nurse to assist in caring for the patient. The health officer was notified, the house was placarded, and all inmates quarantined. This was the situation at nightfall, fear, dread, and commotion being rampant. A Christian Science practitioner across town had meantime been communicated with by telephone, and in due season peace possessed us all, for we slept the night through, except the nurse, who was in a separate room with her patient.
