On the 16th of April, 1909, a few days after the ice had...

On the 16th of April, 1909, a few days after the ice had gone out of Minnehaha creek, my little boy, not yet four years old, went down to the creek alone and fell in. The water was deep and the current very strong, and he was carried more than a mile down stream, over rocks and under two barb-wire fences. His coat caught on the third, and a man working in a field saw a child sitting, as he supposed, on the edge of the bank fishing. After some time he concluded that no child would sit still for so long a time, and he went to see if anything was wrong. He found the child in the water caught on the fence that crossed the creek, and he had to swim to get to him. He thought the child was dead, but in carrying him to a cottage some little distance from the place he saw some evidence of life. They commenced to rub him and put warm things about him, not knowing whose child it was, but when on their way to a telephone they met my mother looking for him. A neighbor came for me, but she did not know whether he was alive or not. I telephoned to a Christian Science practitioner at once and told her the conditions as I knew them at that time,—that the child had been gone an hour and the long distance he was from home when found. The practitioner answered me that she would do all she could to help.

When near the cottage where the child was I heard his cries, and men who were standing about the door asked if I had brought a doctor. I answered that I had not, and one said that if the child had more convulsions he would never know anything if he did survive. I went into the room where he was, but he did not know me. (My mother had gone home to telephone to the practitioner about the child's condition.) He was in great agony, and in a few minutes I asked to be left alone with him. I told him mother was with him and that God would help him; that he had nothing to fear, that God had always helped him. He was soon easier, and after a little he answered "Yes" to my repeated statement that God was his help, and he God's child. Those who had been so kind came in, and I put warm clothing on him, and he soon fell asleep for a little. Several times he seemed to be in distress, but it soon passed, and in two or three hours I took him home. Three different times he threw up a quantity of water, but at ten o'clock he was very comfortable. I put him to bed, and he slept until six o'clock next morning, when he dressed himself and ate a hearty breakfast. When friends came to ask about him, he met them at the door, smiling and happy. He had a cold, but this soon disappeared and there was not a mark on him.

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