It is hard indeed to give in a few words even a faint...

It is hard indeed to give in a few words even a faint impression of the great blessings which Christian Science has brought into my life.

When I was induced to turn to Science for help I was in the very depths of misery and despair, without hope in life. This was sixteen years ago; I had just returned to civilian life as a hopeless and almost helpless derelict of the World War. My prewar years had been spent in Africa as a metallurgist and prospector for metals—a rough, pioneer life for which I was now no longer fitted. And in my effort to start afresh in the unfamiliar world of commerce my health broke down completely, and, as a result, I lost all my capital. Thus I returned to England, a man over fifty, without means or any useful experience and, most terrible of all, separated, apparently hopelessly, from my wife and family whom I had to leave in Africa, as I was unable to support them.

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Then, and Now
July 13, 1935
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