My marriage was the culmination of a boy and girl friendship, commenced in our school days. While we were still teen-agers, my friend became interested in Christian Science, a religion then very new, at least, in Australia. As the son of a physician, I thought of it as a newfangled fad which would soon pass, and in my ignorance, and perhaps arrogance, gave no thought to it as of such importance as to be a factor in my married life.
As soon as I graduated as an engineer and acquired a job with a sufficient salary, we were married, and from the very beginning I was invited to take part each day in reading the Lesson-Sermon from the Bible and from the textbook, Science and Health by Mrs. Eddy, as set down in the Christian Science Quarterly. Naturally, one does not wish to commence one's married life with a disagreement with one's bride; so I accepted the invitation, and each morning we read the lesson together.
Some months after our marriage we were in Canada, where I was on construction work, and we were living in a hotel. One evening on my return to the hotel I was met by the wife of the hotel manager. She was deeply concerned because my wife had fallen down the stairs and although it had been necessary to carry her upstairs and put her to bed with the help of a maid, she had refused to consult a doctor. I was asked to use my authority to have my wife examined by a doctor, since it was feared that serious injury might have resulted from such a fall.
