I was brought up in the Methodist faith. My father was a class-leader for many years. My parents honestly strove to teach their children to look to God in prayer for help every day. When very small, my mother talked earnestly with me, and at one time I remember she said, "Don't simply say your prayers, but pray from your heart."

At another time, when going to be away from home over night, father said, calling me by name, "If you don't say any other prayer, pray the Lord's Prayer every day." I cannot remember when I did not pray to God as my heavenly father. I am truly grateful for this early teaching.

The thought of eternal punishment was a great problem to me. I could not understand why God could everlastingly punish some of His children and yet be "Our Father." I was told not to question God's ways and means, so I tried to be reconciled.

In after years I devoted much time to Christian Endeavor work, hoping to find how to live the most useful life; also to find a solution to that ever-recurring problem.

Once when going to my home from B., I met a friend who was at that time attending a divinity school in the city. She, with others whom we met upon entering the train, was supplying pulpits in small villages along the route. During conversation which followed, eternal punishment was discussed. I was all attention, and asked many questions. One said he was convinced there was probation beyond the grave, an opportunity to accept God. I was glad to hear this from a Baptist, as what I had been told by others of that denomination, had been as unrelenting as my own denominational belief at that time. I knew by the force of his remark, that his had been a severe experience that led to this conviction. I then had a ray of hope for those I loved who did not confess God.

But when the test came, about one year before I came to Christian Science for healing, a dear one passing away without trust in God, my ray of hope became a doubt. I was plunged into deepest despair, and yet I could not lose faith in God. I prayed often and earnestly, but no light came. It seems hardly necessary to add that this condition of mind, together with family trouble, which for more than ten years had caused me much worry, was not conducive to a state of health.

In the fall of 1896, I turned with fear and trembling to a practitioner in Christian Science and asked her if she thought I could be helped a little. The gloom lifted as she talked with me. I knew light would come.

Some months later I heard the Communion Hymn by Rev. Mary Baker G. Eddy sung. The second verse was a revelation. I grasped at the hope it gave me and fed on it for months.

Our loving Father-Mother God does care for all. It is not the will of God that any should be lost.

It is a great sense of rest, when one knows that each individual is working out his or her problem with God, either on this plane of thought, or on another.

I have learned that hell is not a place, but a wrong condition of thought which must be forever lost, as the light of Truth, in Christian Science, dawns upon our understanding, and reveals the real man, God's child made in His own image and likeness.

I am indeed grateful to her through whose realization this blessing is made possible. I thank God for a Scientific Christianity as revealed to us through our text-book, Science and Health, by Mary Baker G. Eddy.

Mary E. Burrows, Boston, Mass.

For four years, my mother suffered from frequent attacks of appendicitis and was confined to her bed most of the time. At the time of the last attack our family physician told her that he had done all that was in his power, and as a last resort he would perform an operation. He added, "I cannot promise that you will be a well woman." My mother would not give her consent to this, and told the physician she would trust in God to heal her.

About two weeks passed, when a dear friend told us of Christian Science. She said her daughter had been healed of a disease pronounced by the physicians incurable, and she asked my mother to try it. My mother began treatment at once. After the first treatment she ate anything that the rest of the family ate, and never suffered any bad effects, whereas under the doctor's care, she was allowed to eat only light food, such as oat-meal crackers, etc. She continued treatment about two months, when she was entirely healed, not alone from appendicitis, but also from rheumatism and asthma. All the medicine bottles which were stored away in the closet, were thrown in the ash-box.

We are very thankful to the dear Scientist, who has worked so patiently with us. Mother has brought up a family of thirteen children, all of whom are interested in Christian Science, with the exception of one, and we all know that some day he also will know the Truth and the Truth will make him free.

After mother was healed, she sent an order for six copies of Science and Health for her children. They all began the study and they know that God is a very present help in trouble, and have had excellent demonstrations.

My mother could neither read nor speak the English language before coming into Science, but through her earnest desire to know the Truth, she can to-day read all the Science literature, and also speaks the English language. In September, 1901, mother and I had the privilege of class instruction, from a loyal teacher of Christian Science, which has done us hundreds of dollars worth of good.

We certainly have many things to be grateful for, and we hope to show our love and appreciation of Mrs. Eddy, by being loyal and obedient.

Miss Amanda M. Kunz, Milwaukee, Wis.