Article September 1, 1898 Issue

AFTER DARKNESS COMETH LIGHT

BY KENDALL.

A little more than forty years ago there lived, in a small interior town of Michigan, a boy just entering his teens who for his studious conduct and close attendance at school was the favorite with his teacher, and who, when other boys of his age were at their play, preferred to pass his time either at his studies or listening to the conversation of elder persons, especially if the subject were a literary, scientific, or religious one. The principal drug store of the village was the evening rendezvous for those interested in these subjects, and there, perched on a counter, would he sit a silent but attentive listener to their discussions till the hour of closing.

On the death of his father the boy went to reside with an uncle in an eastern city and pursue his studies. The change of climate seemed to be disastrous to him, for when the cold weather of his first winter at the east appeared he was taken with a severe cough, which, in spite of the efforts of the doctors, continued till the warm weather of spring. With the recurrence of cold weather the following winter, again came that terrible cough, attended by hemorrhages, and the doctors, finding themselves powerless to check it, advised an immediate removal to his former home in the west, declaring he could not survive another season of the eastern climate.

The boy of fifteen, although the glorious doctrine of Christian Science was as yet unknown to the world, had an inspiration of the Truth, like the patriarchs of old though as with them it was but dim and feeble compared to the present, flood of divine light that is illuming the world, and he commenced to demonstrate, in his own unaided way, the great Truth that had lain dormant, buried in the error of ages, for eighteen hundred years. Although he did not comprehend the great divine Principle that was soon to burst, upon the world, freeing mankind from its bondage to error, yet with the faint light he had gathered from inspiration, he used the best means within his knowledge, and with good results. The struggle between Truth and error was short and decisive, and in the eyes of the wondering doctors a miracle was performed, for in a week's time the terrible, wrenching cough had been entirely conquered, the hemorrhages forever ceased, and a foundation built on Truth that nothing could ever shake.

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