While living in a foreign land, a third attack of fever...

While living in a foreign land, a third attack of fever left me partially helpless, one side of the body being affected. During the struggle my life was long despaired of; again and again it was reported that I was dead, but my good doctor (God bless him) continued to attend me. When convalescent I found I could only move about with the aid of a cane. For months I was at the seaside, taking daily baths: finally it was also thought that a sea voyage and my native air might do much for me. I made my way back across the Atlantic, to die soon, I thought. After enduring seemingly to nature's limit, there came an eclipse of reason. While in an asylum an operation was said to be necessary, and I went to a Chicago hospital for this purpose, but after spending some little time there, it was thought that my heart was too weak for me to survive the shock.

As time went on about a score of physicians did what they could for me. Medicine was taken wholesale, as my home was with relatives who were physicians. Less than a year ago, circumstances compelled me to turn from every home comfort and strike out for myself, and a Scientist friend found me not only in the depths, but in a way homeless. With patient and untiring love she persevered in trying to help me up and on. Step by step, with every best effort, I persevered in trying to help myself to gain the firm foundation I now have in the truth. Care and pain now belong to the past; worry and fear are gone, and life is again worth living.

Words fail me in trying to express my gratitude to God, and to our dear Leader, Mrs. Eddy, for the truth of being, as revealed in Christian Science.

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