Christian Science -- Fiction; People with disabilities -- Fiction
"When it was all over, and we were sneaking along back streets to get
home without being seen, for we were both sights, and the Moth will have
to be done over, I began to think of the way I had acted, and I have
made Noel promise never to take me out again unless I have my Amityville
tag on, so that, if I go crazy out loud again, they will know where I
have escaped from.
"But Noel, dear old thing, confessed that he was declaring the truth no
less, only in a quieter way, and we both firmly believe that our little
knowledge of Science and our understanding, incomplete though it is, are
what turned that calamity into a blessing, for a blessing I am
determined to crown it.
"What do you think of my idea? You know how I have always been carried
away over children,--how their sufferings and deaths have almost turned
me into an infidel,--how the carelessness of parents and nurses has
almost driven me insane,--well, if they can be protected by Christian
Science thought and healed by mind, why not hasten the day by
establishing a Christian Science kindergarten, and, if it succeeds, by a
series of them? There must be plenty of kindergartners among Scientists
who would welcome a combination of their work, and in the crowded
tenement districts it would be a boon. But, oh, how carefully we must
go, for the poor will only allow themselves to be helped in their own
blind way. Tell me if you think there is any hope for the philanthropic
end of it. I am going to open one for the children of ready-made
Scientists in my own house,--you know I studied kindergartning, and I
have ten already promised. I shall have no trouble about assistants for
my Fifth Avenue school. But the other place is the one my heart is in.
Tell me what you think of that.
"Rosemary is coming back here to live. Her husband is a Christian
Scientist, and has gone into business in New York, so I know she will
help me, but, oh, Carolina, you will never know how I miss you! New
York is not the same place since you left it. You have such a way of
dominating every spot you are in by your own personality. Does this hot
air sound natural from Kate Howard?
"I am crazy--fairly daffy--over your success in the turpentine, and
daddy goes around swelling out his chest and strutting like a turkey
gobbler. Why, Carolina, do you realize that you will not only make
yourself rich and anybody you choose to let into the game, but that you
will be opening up by force, so to speak, with your Educational
Turpentine Corner, an industry which will revolutionize the entire
turpentine pine country? It is a big project, my dear, to have emanated
from the brain of a woman. But, oh, won’t the papers fairly eat you
raw!
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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