IN March, 1912, when I applied I for Christian Science treatment, I was so weak that I could scarcely stand. I had been given up by several physicians, who said that with the best of care I might live a few years at the most, but that I would be able to do only the lightest work. One lung was said to be almost entirely hardened, and at times I breathed with great difficulty.
I took one present treatment, followed by a month of absent treatment. A few days after the first treatment I carried a half cord of wood up-stairs, an armful at a time. My full strength did not return at once, but I gained steadily and began doing light work. In the winter I worked for a few weeks in a place where my feet were wet continually. There was no ventilation, and the air was damp and extremely impure, both in and out of doors. My work kept me going up and down stairs constantly, and besides this I was working nights and getting little sleep during the day. This was less than a year after I took up Christian Science, yet I experienced no ill results from the exposure or strain.
At the same time I began to realize that we do not need to work in an impure atmosphere, and with this realization a demonstration was made which bettered my conditions materially. I continued to gain steadily, and at the present time am feeling as well as I ever did in my life and doing all kinds of hard work pertaining to farm life. Before my illness I used to declare that I never knew what it was to be tired. Then came long months, three years in all, when I seldom felt otherwise. Now I am entirely free from that and can say, as I did before, that I am never tired. To say that I am grateful is to put a great deal in a few words.— Gardiner, Maine.
