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it is high time I put the candle in the candlestick where
all who will may see. My earliest recollection was a day
of suffering, - a physical inheritance from my mother,
which gave simple interest for a time until years advanced
and compound interest was added. My father
was a physician, and material remedies were used for
my mother without avail, consequently his confidence
in them for me was shaken, - in fact he often told me
it was better to suffer without medicine than become a
chronic doser, without pain.
I began teaching in early life and continued for more
than twenty years, and during that time not a day passed
without pain, or fear of pain, and only for my innate
love of life it would have become an intolerable burden.
For five years oatmeal was my chief food and I became
almost as attached to it as Kaspar Hauser to his crust.
I was early taught to have faith in God, and many times
was relieved of pain only to have it appear again in an
aggravated form.
At last my heart cried out for the living God, and
the answer came by one of His messengers, who told
me of Christian Science. I replied that I believed God
could heal, but that I had no faith in the healing of Christian
Science, but would like to investigate its theology,
as it might aid in giving me some clue to the meaning
of life. For three years I had searched the works of
the most scientific writers to find the origin of life; many
times I would think I had traced it to the beginning,
but it would elude my grasp every time. One day in
talking with my friend, she said she would like to loan
me the textbook, Science and Health, which I very willingly
accepted. Not long afterward I felt a severe
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