had been ill with Typhoid Fever for several days. She had seemed to be startled on the road to recovery when a relapse occurred which caused her condition to be very critical. It seemed that there was no hope for her. I was asked to take the case. I told her father that I would do so if given complete charge of the case and not interfered with in any way. This was agreed upon.

The next day one of the neighbors came to see me at my place of business in town. She said, “Do you realize that Miss——is a very sick girl.” I told her that judging by the usual method of diagnosis that would be true.” She then said, “Don’t you know that she is so weak that she is liable to die any minute?” I said, “No I do not agree with that.” She then said, “You are not letting her eat anything; how can she live without nourishment?”

I said, “Do you mix food for your family in your garbage can?” She replied, “Certainly not.” I explained that I knew she didn’t, but I wanted her to understand that this young lady’s tongue was coated with a covering as filthy as the lining of a garbage can, and her stomach was likewise so coated. Her abdomen was distended to the limit with gas and there was constant danger of perforation of the intestines. So I had required an absolute fast, until the gas was eliminated and the tongue cleansed.

I further explained that I had given much thought to the case and was sure that I was offering the only chance for recovery in so critical a situation. I told her that I had succeeded in satisfying the family that I was doing this and that it was too much for me to have to convince the whole neighborhood, and if she really wanted to help, she should try to explain to the rest of the community that the best possible methods were being used. This she agreed to do.

The reason the fast was ordered was that the flame of life was burning very low. To fan it back to normal there should be as little interference as possible. The fast was continued until the tongue cleared; then for a day or two only the juice of the heart of a ripe water-melon was allowed. No other material methods were used.

The essential thing however was to convince my mind that I could by the power of knowing the truth convey to the subconsciousness