"Isn't it perfectly ludicrous, Fred? Do you realize what
the child wishes to do?"
"I understood you to state that she wishes to enter upon a crusade to
show that all our aches and pains are hallucinations. There ought to
be a fortune in that, my dear, compared with which the profits from
David's electrical discovery will pale into insignificance."
"This is no laughing matter, Fred. She is intensely in earnest; her
heart is set upon the plan, and there is no use in arguing with her.
She simply looks calm and tells you that you don't know."
I scratched my head and pondered. My younger daughter's plan, as it
had been unfolded to me, was this: She proposed to set up as a
practitioner of Christian Science in partnership with another young
woman of the same faith. They were to cure disease apparently by dint
of assuring their patients that because there is no such thing as
matter, nothing could be the matter with any one. Their instructress,
Mrs. Titus, had demonstrated the truth of this theory by a varied line
of cures, and they had been encouraged by her to go on with the good
work. Had I any objection to the scheme?
"Perhaps I had better talk the matter over with her and try to bring
her to her senses," I remarked.
"I wish you joy of the experience," said my wife, with a wry smile.
Pages:
88
89
90
91
92
93
94
95
96
97
98
99
100
101
102
103
104
105
106
107
108
109
110
111
112