Article July 13, 1899 Issue

Miscellany

with contributions from X.

To the Editor Boston Traveler :— In a recent Traveler my father, Mr. H. H. Maxcey, writes in regard to Christian Science treatment of my mother, and, in love for her who has left us, I would like to put before the world what I know would be her thoughts in relation to it. I will take up my father's word where he says, "Later" (after surgical operation) "however, she began to fail again. The surgeons could give her no hope other than to keep her as comfortable as possible until the end came." Then it was that this sick and weakened woman listened to stories of Christian Science healing. So far I wish to agree with my father's statement. Up to this point my mother was in almost constant agony and despair; but, to my personal knowledge, as soon as a Christian Science healer took charge of the case a peace and happiness came into her life that was with her to the last. She passed away a firm and trusting believer in God's omnipotent care and love. I know that if she was here again she would turn unhesitatingly to the omnipotent God in time of trouble instead of the physicians, because she knew, as she so often quoted, that "He is my refuge and my fortress: my God; in Him will I trust."—X.

It was only a nose-bleed that troubled little Eddie McCabe, the nine-year-old son of big Policeman E. J. McCabe, of the Broadway Squad, when he was taken to the office of Dr. Joseph Muir, at 41 West Thirty-sixth Street. A slight operation was necessary, said the physician, to stop the bleeding, and the grandmother, who accompanied the boy, consented.

That the boy might feel no pain, Dr. Muir administered an anæsthetic, and then went on with the operation. When it was all over the doctor tried to arouse his little patient. There was no response. He listened for the beats of the heart. There were none.

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