From my childhood one severe illness had followed another, although my parents employed the best physicians of various schools and for many years made every effort in a medical way to bring me back to health. Covering a period of twelve years, and before I was thirty years of age, I had undergone five serious operations, each one said to be a last resort to save my life.

When Christian Science was brought to my attention I was in a serious condition and about to undergo another operation in a few days. My husband, who had been ill for seven years, was also told by his physicians that only an operation could restore him to health. We however both decided to try Christian Science and prove for ourselves what it would do for us. My husband commenced treatment about a week before I did and was so greatly benefited that I also began to take treatment. We were both restored to health and strength and are very grateful that we were saved from the operations said to be necessary.

I was cured in Christian Science of a severe chronic form of stomach and bowel trouble, painful and lasting headaches, trouble with my back and some minor ailments, besides an incapacitating and extreme nervousness. I had been under heroic medical treatment continually for over two years to bring relief; had taken medicine nearly every day of my life for bowel trouble; but since my first treatment I have never taken any (now over four years), and have eaten whatever I wished without the slightest trouble; in fact all my troubles have left me and I am free.

To express my gratitude for this wonderful truth which has made me a well woman is impossible, but with all this, that for which I am most grateful is the understanding I have gained and am gaining of God and His idea, as revealed through our text-book, "Science and Health with Key to the Scriptures" by Mrs. Eddy. I pray so to live each day that I may be able to express something of my gratitude to our beloved Leader for her loving, unselfish works, and for what Christian Science has done and is doing for me and mine.—Mrs. Elmina A. Potter, Los Gatos, Cal.

I regret that I should have waited so long to give out part of the abundance of good made possible to me through our dear Leader's efforts. Each passing year will, I am sure, reveal more of the depth of tender love and gratitude in many hearts for this saintly woman and all that she has brought to our lives.

I came to Christian Science suffering from the effects of a surgical operation, and after I had exhausted all material remedies at my disposal in an effort to regain my health. Prominent physicians of this city said I would never be well again, one of the medical school declaring that I had suffered serious injury by a mistake in the operation, and recommending that I sue for damages. Fear seemed to haunt me by day and night, but Christian Science has taught me how to know the futility of man-made laws and that suffering which results from even the worst malpractice in surgery is powerless when we recognize and cling to God as the only cause and creative power, and refuse to be perturbed by the transitory clamor of the material senses, and know that there is nothing taken away which cannot be restored, as my practitioner in Christian Science told me. And now the proof, the certainty that all things are possible with God, is surely my own, for there is not the slightest evidence left to remind me that I ever had a surgical operation.

A short time after the operation and before the serious condition which resulted from it was manifested, my sister brought home from the library a book, a story into which the Christian Science thought was woven. This we read, and made much fun over together. After consulting the last specialist (who was said to be the best in Cincinnati), the verdict was, There is absolutely nothing that can be done for you; go home to your mother and rest." I was heartbroken, and my mental suffering by far exceeded the physical; I wanted to be well or to die quickly. I then remembered this little book which my sister and I had read in merriment, and I recalled it to her. I told her I was going to find out where these "healers" were. We had been in Cincinati only a very short time, and I knew nothing of the church. I said to my sister that Christian Science would be something to try, and she encouraged me to find out what there was in it, thinking, as she has told me since, that if it only gave me something new to think of and hope in, it would lesson my mental anguish. We were down-town at the time, and she told me to wait for her at a hotel, that she would return and then go with me to take an inquiry advertisement to a paper, asking where we could find out something concerning Christian Science.

In looking about the hotel parlor for something to read while waiting. I found a Christian Science Journal. I shall never forget what the discovery meant to me there and then, never having seen any of the periodicals before. From it I learned where the reading-rooms were, and visited them next morning. I then called on a practitioner near my home in Walnut Hills, whose words concerning God, my Father, in whose care I might rest unafraid, affected me then not so much as the mere personal assurance of my getting well. I was eager to grasp the hope she offered me. I thought I knew all that was necessary about God, and I told her that I had grown up in the Sunday school and church, my father having been a devout worker in a church all of his life. I thought it just as well that she knew this, that she might talk to me less of God and more of getting well. I now rejoice that her wisdom and patience were equal to the tests, some of which were unreasonable and trying.

I am thankful to friends who had preceded me on this journey for their expressions of love and their advice to press on, not let go, when I was worn with the sense of discord, until the climbing seemed at times a cruel effort and I felt my grasp on Truth slipping; but it was only a seeming indeed, for I was each day growing and conquering and was more swiftly covering the stony ground than I knew. "The sunset flame on Salem's sacred towers" became a nearer glow, until through its light the discernment of health was sure.

Mrs. Pearl Spaulding Clark, Cincinnati, Ohio.