While living at a hotel in Chicago in July, 1910, my little...

While living at a hotel in Chicago in July, 1910, my little girl, two years old, was taken with a high fever. As she became alarmingly ill, we called in a doctor, who said she had bronchitis. I was not satisfied, so another examined her, but said he could not tell. We were greatly worried and a friend recommended a third doctor, who said measles. We began to look about for more comfortable quarters and quiet, and found a suitable place in the suburbs, the good woman being a Christian Scientist, although that meant nothing to us, as we did not even know that it was a religion, having heard it ridiculed by those of different creeds, although these were opposed to each other. Now we were to live in the home of Christian Scientists when in trouble. We had made arrangements to go in a few days, but meanwhile the baby suffered and the fever rose. We called in the last doctor again, and an ambulance was sent which took the child to the contagious hospital and we could not see her for three weeks. When the time came to take her home, we were very thankful, but on undressing her we found a condition so serious that we returned with her. The doctor said it was just a cold and gave us several prescriptions to be filled; but we were not satisfied and called in the doctor who sent her to the hospital. He made a thorough examination and said that it was a most serious case and was due to neglect on the part of the nurses. She was under treatment with this physician for three months with no sign of help. We were told the disease would not go away under two years, and should we be in the least careless she might become blind.

In the mean time the Christian Science family whose house we were occupying came home, and I told the lady all the facts. Like the good Samaritan she was, she said we should stay on, and concerned herself with what appetizing things she could prepare for baby. How much suffering we would have been spared had we only trusted to God and Christian Science; but we would not—could not, even after this awful experience; on the contrary, we tried many material remedies—anything that any one would tell us. While at this Christian Scientist's home, however, I read parts of "Science and Health with Key to the Scriptures" by Mrs. Eddy, and I tried hard to grasp it, but could not. I did not know how to begin to "declare the truth" as I was told.

Later we went to California, and there the wonderful healing was done. My little girl became ill again, and we called a doctor, who said she had fever symptoms. She became delirious, and while attending to her and my five-weeks-old baby, who had a cold on his lungs, I was taken ill myself. I thought this was more than I could stand and I scribbled a note to a Christian Science practitioner. From the time she came conditions improved, and by night there was a decided change for the better and we had the first sleep in a week. When I think of the awful bondage we were in, and that through this understanding of a God who is Love, who is all-powerful and always present, all the misery passed away, I cannot be too grateful for this healing truth. My little girl is now a picture of sturdiness—a real sunbeam. I had suffered with stomach trouble for four years, and when the doctor told me there was no cure for this ailment, only relief, I did not take the medicine he prescribed, although I grew steadily worse. When my little girl and the baby were healed, I, too, was healed in one treatment in Christian Science.

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