I had no appetite, and seemed surely going to the grave, the victim of consumption. I had received her attention but a short time when my bad symptoms disappeared, and I regained health. During this time I rode out in storms to visit her, and found the damp weather had no unpleasant effect on me. From my personal experience, I am led to believe that the Science by which she not only heals sickness, but explains the way to keep well, is deserving the earnest attention of the community. Her cures are not the result of medicine, mediumship, or mesmerism, but the application of a Principle that she understands.
East Stoughton, Mass.
Miss Ellen C. Pillsbury, of Tilton, N. H., was suffering from
what her physicians called enteritis, of the severest form, following
typhoid fever. Her case was given up by her regular
physician, and she was lying at the point of death, when Mrs.
Glover (afterwards Mrs. Eddy) visited her. In a few moments
after Mrs. Glover entered the room and stood by the bedside,
Miss Pillsbury recognized her aunt, and said, “I am glad to
see you, aunty.” In about ten minutes more Mrs. Glover told
her to rise from her bed and walk. Miss Pillsbury rose and
walked seven times across her room, then sat down in a chair.
For two weeks before this we had not entered her room without
feeling obliged to step lightly. Her bowels were so tender
that she felt the jar, and it increased her sufferings. She could
only be moved on a sheet from bed to bed. When she walked
across the room, at Mrs. Glover's bidding, Mrs. Glover told
Miss Pillsbury to stamp her foot strongly upon the floor, and
she did so without suffering from it. The next day she was
dressed, and went down to the table; and on the fourth day
made a journey of about a hundred miles in the cars.
