The following is one of many proofs of the healing power of Christian Science which I have had since turning to it, ten years ago. I was riding beside the driver in the front seat of an automobile, and we were descending a grade toward a cross street upon which street cars ran. The terraces on each side of the street we were descending were so high that we could not get a glimpse of the traffic on the cross street until we came onto it. As we got halfway down the block, an automobile, going very rapidly, crossed our street from left to right. The driver, beside whom I was sitting, being new at driving, cut off the gas and threw out the clutch, and, in the excitement of the moment, failed to put on the brake sufficiently to more than slightly retard our progress. We coasted out onto the street car track, just in time for a street car, as large as an ordinary interurban coach, to strike us.
I had time for just one glance at the approaching car as we collided. Only about half of the automobile had crossed onto the track, so that I received the full impact of the blow, sitting, as I was, on that side of the front seat. It was Sunday, and the car was loaded with people on the way to a park at the edge of town. It was traveling at the rate of not less than twenty miles an hour, and the motorman had been as unable to see us as we to see him, because of the high terraces.
Our automobile was smashed almost beyond recognition. My last conscious thought was that there are no accidents in divine Mind. Some time later, when I regained consciousness, I was at home, and a Christian Science practitioner was sitting beside the bed. I could not raise my right arm or use it, except below the elbow. Something in the region of my collar bone seemed broken. I was told later that I had the entire use of my arms and legs during the time that I was unconscious; that, while I acted a little confusedly, I knew what I wanted and where I wanted to go; that I extricated myself from the smashed machine, walked without assistance to a near-by house, and sat down on the steps. While my wife was in this house telephoning for help, my sister, who had been spending the day with some friends just a block from where the accident occurred, and who, having heard the crash, had walked up the block to see what was the difficulty, discovered me. She asked me what had happened, and I answered her questions. She sent down to her friends, and got their machine and took us home. I entered the machine without assistance, and got out of it when we reached home, in a comparatively natural way.
