"With the outbreak of war many changes came into my life. Instead of joining the Army as I wished, more work and greater responsibilities were put upon me and before long I found my health menaced. My worst trouble was hemorrhoids, for which I had already undergone an operation. I tried several doctors but got no benefit, and I was told the only hope was another operation. This I refused to consider and finally decided to try Christian Science. My friend gave me the name of a practitioner, who agreed to give me absent treatment. In less than a fortnight I was fit and well...

"I joined the Army as a sapper, and as is usual I had to be vaccinated and inoculated. I had not the slightest trouble with vaccination, but the first inoculation gave me trouble, due entirely to taking things too easy. The second inoculation found me well prepared, and to the surprise of my hut mates, who found the second dose much worse than the first, I suffered practically no ill effects. I declared the truth to the utmost of my ability and it did indeed make me free. During my training as a sapper and as an officer my copy of Science and Health was a carefully cherished companion and was a source of constant help to me. Then I came out to France, and for eighteen months was mixed up with the war, taking part in some of the stiffest engagements and most costly fighting.

"To try and set down in how many ways I have been guided and guarded is beyond me. I have passed through enemy barrages, and not only myself but my men were unharmed. We have also passed through gas concentrations with surprisingly little harm. In spite of living under all sorts of conditions I have suffered no ill effects and my old enemy has remained a beaten enemy. Words cannot express my gratitude for the wonderful help I have received, and I feel I owe a deep debt to all who so lovingly helped me in the study of Christian Science. I am also grateful for the supply of literature which has been a constant source of inspiration. My only hope of repaying this debt is to seek more earnestly the truth, and perhaps it may be given to me to help some other who is in need."

"I was in a very undesirable place, having been detached there from my company. Conditions were continually growing worse, the food was bad, and there were many manifestations of sickness. After being there three months I received a telegram from a War Relief worker saying he would come and see me. I decided, however, to go and see him, as he was in a town where my company was located. I went there and received help. We went to see an officer of my unit and explained the circumstances. He arranged to transfer me. This was a wonderful demonstration. The reading room is kept open all day until ten o'clock at night. The companions I have met there are very congenial. I have found also that my work has been very harmonious, and the problems that I do not seem to understand I take to the Workers, who gently unfold them to me. My evenings are spent in the rooms, and when I leave I feel refreshed."

[From Bangalore, South India]

"Sometime ago the Monitor contained an article on the Home Forum page entitled 'Home,' which my wife cut out and sent me from London. It came into my possession in a very much overdue letter, but almost exactly on the very minute when I needed the real definition of 'Home' most. The company postman handed it to me just as orders went round that no man should leave camp until further notice, owing to outbreak of cholera amongst us. As I was reading my wife's loving letter my thoughts went home to her and my children, whilst fear of never seeing them again made me feel very sad and downhearted. I read the letter over and over again, and the more I read the more I feared, until I discovered the clipping from the Monitor. I began to wonder what it all meant, when all of a sudden I realized that I was not away from home, and that the so-called cholera could never separate me from my beloved wife and children. The spiritual uplifting was beautiful and all fear was completely dispelled. Seven days afterwards the segregation was at an end and the came free. 'Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil: for thou art with me; thy rod and thy staff they comfort me.' "

"I had been quite discouraged because I felt that the captain for whom I was working had misjudged me and did not appreciate my efforts. When it was lovingly told me that God was my only commander and that I should not try to please man but always please God, I felt that the condition was met, and it was. Since then my work has been very harmonious and the captain often expresses his appreciation for what I have done."

"Inclosed please find a money order for a very small sum of money. It is the first that I have been able to give, and my thought was to have it go to the War Relief fund. But I wish that you would place it where it is needed most. Wherever it may go I know that Love is filling that place full, and the healing and uplifting work of Truth is being carried on. My gratitude to all the officers of The Mother Church grows greater every day as I see more clearly what they are standing for."