Article May 24, 1900 Issue

A Financial Demonstration

BY E. K.

I wish to give my testimony to some of the dear ones who may be wrestling with the dread disease, limitation.

While staggering under a great load of mental depression because of an accumulation of debt due to incompetence and other qualities of mortal mind, I found myself standing in a depot in one of our great cities waiting for a train. Instead of, as usual, going to the agent in order to learn the time when my train would go, I went over to the rack in which the time-tables and folders are kept, and commenced looking over it for a folder belonging to the road over which I was traveling. In my search for the folder my eye fell upon the word "Tract," and as if under the influence of some great impelling power, I reached out for it with all my might. I retired to the centre of the waiting-room and commenced to read. I soon found I was reading something different from anything I had ever read before, and looking at the heading I found I had a Christian Science tract, and it was entitled, "Freedom." I went back to my reading and devoured all the rest of it, then went to the window and asked the agent about my train. I remembered having seen the sign "Christian Science Reading Room and Dispensary" about a block and a half from the depot, and on learning from the agent that I had an hour and ten minutes to wait, I determined to use the time in making a call and learning if possible, from a personal interview with those people, something about the wonderful news contained in the tract I had read.

In a few moments I found myself standing on the corner, within a door or two of the sign, and then commenced a battle with a sense of error which would have kept me forever from obeying the voice of Truth if it had been possible. Finally, realizing that I had walked a block and a half, through a heavy rain, to see and talk for a few moments with those people, I determined to let nothing deter me, and walked up the steps and rang the doorbell. In a few minutes a gentleman appeared at the door, and I asked him, "Is this a reading room?" and he, replying in the affirmative, kindly invited me in, and asked me if I knew anything about Christian Science. I told him I did not, adding "there is nothing wrong with me physically, but spiritually and mentally I am all out of shape."

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