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    up after her. Reaching the top step, Mother reeled and would have fallen, but Mrs. Eddy turned, towered over her, Mother said it seemed, and said, “Laura, wake up!” Mother straightened up, recovered her balance, and she said a new life and strength surged through her. She walked over to the settee with Mrs. Eddy, and ever after that moment, she was free and well of that trouble. I am a witness to that fact. For instance, when occupying the First Reader’s home at 385 Commonwealth Ave., Boston, for three years (which she did some twenty years later), I daily saw Mother climb the long flight of stairs to her room with ease and vigor.

Mrs. Eddy herself was in good health. Her continual and uninterrupted labors testify to this. During the [thirteen] months I was a member of her household, extending over a period of five years, to my knowledge she never remained in bed a single day because of incapacity. As a corresponding secretary, I possessed every opportunity of observing our Leader, seeing and talking with her almost daily. Mrs. Eddy’s demonstration of energy and activity was highly consistent. Her household was kept continually busy executing the work laid out for them by her.

There is perhaps no better way of indicating our Leader’s faith in the healing Word of the Scriptures than was illustrated one night when her suffering and her need seemed extreme, and she had failed to obtain mental help from her assistants. Instead of turning to any physical remedy, she turned to her Bible and, as I have frequently seen her do, opened it at random. Governed by divine intelligence, she opened to the thirteenth chapter of I Corinthians and read these words: “[Love] . . . beareth all things, believeth all things, hopeth all things, endureth all things.” The next