After spending a holiday with some friends, when getting...

After spending a holiday with some friends, when getting out of the train on my return I was suddenly seized with violent pains so acute that I almost lost consciousness. A porter came to my assistance and put me into a taxi, and I went to the house of a Christian Science practitioner, being in great agony all the way there. On my arrival I asked for immediate help, which was very lovingly given, and the pain seemed to abate; but in a very short time it returned. Treatment was again given, and I recovered so far as to be able to walk from the house to the city, where a Christian Science lecture was being delivered that evening. I had, however, been in the hall only a few minutes when the pain returned and I was forced to leave. I then went back to the practitioner's house and was unable to leave again for some days. I was put to bed, and for several days the pain seemed to be very insistent. I was delirious, and unable to think or work for myself. Faithful work was done day and night, and a kind Christian Science friend slept in my room and was always ready whenever I needed her.

After five days of intense suffering and delirium, one night I awakened screaming with fear. After being calmed and soothed by my friend, I lay awake and realized that I was facing "the last enemy." I felt I was passing on, and seemed to be willing to go, when it seemed as though I heard a voice saying: "Are you going to let error win this battle? Are you going to let Truth down?" And I called out, "Never!" Then I found myself sitting upright in bed, although before I had had to be helped up. The kind friend was quickly at my side, thinking I was again delirious, and tried to persuade me to lie down and be quiet; but I asked her to leave me alone and let me get out of bed. The moment I put my feet to the ground I felt the strength return to my ankles, and I stood erect, and then walked about the room declaring the allness of God and the nothingness of error. My friend tried to persuade me to get into bed, but I asked her not to try to hinder me.

After I had walked about a while longer, I got into bed myself, and as I lay, each time I drew my breath a wheezing noise came in my chest, and a voice seemed to say, "Don't believe it," then the wheezing stopped, and I fell asleep. My friend told the practitioner what a terrible night I had spent; she was quite convinced that I had been delirious. When, however, the practitioner came into my room the next morning, I called out to her, "I have had a glorious night; I have faced 'the last enemy,' and have seen the nothingness of the whole thing," and described to her what had happened. She knew that it had not been delirium when I related to her exactly what had occurred. After that I made rapid recovery, going out for a walk the following Saturday, and attending church at both the morning and the evening service on Sunday. I ascertained that from a medical standpoint I had been suffering from pleurisy, kidney trouble, and pneumonia.

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