It is simply
a question of time, though, when Christian Science is able to subdue
this error.' Was that not unassumingly and beautifully put, father?"
"Quite unlike the brutal dogmatism of the regular practitioner, who
would be apt to recommend a strait-jacket for the individual who should
venture to brave the rigor of our New England climate without a stitch
of clothing."
Although I spoke with a sober and sympathetic mien, my beautiful
daughter plainly distrusted the sincerity of my words. Her great brown
eyes regarded me mournfully, and it seemed to me there was pity in
them--pity for her poor benighted parent. She said, sweetly and softly:
"You must not make sport of Christian Science, father. It has done a
great deal of good already. Besides, Mrs. Titus did not do anything of
the kind. There is nothing in the least sensational about her."
"And you wish to follow in her footsteps, my dear?
"I should like to try to."
"And what if I should forbid you to do anything of the sort?"
Winona's cheek flushed and her eyes dropped a little in the face of my
appearance of sternness, but she answered with the same ineffable
sweetness, as though she were seeking to impress upon me that
persecution could not ruffle the temper of one of her faith. "I should
have to give up the plan, of course.
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