"After all, how would you apply this way of praying to giving treatments?" asked Grace. "I am anxious for the practical application."
"Why, it is all practical, as far as the individual is concerned, but the application to others we have yet to learn, though I imagine it is the same. It is simply being negative to false conditions, thus putting them off, and affirmative to true conditions, absorbing them as the flower does the light and heat."
"Well, it is a beautiful idea of prayer at any rate," remarked Grace.
They soon went home, still discussing and deeply pondering the subject.
"Grace, what do you suppose I did to-day?" cried Kate, breathlessly, as she rushed in the next evening.
"Can't imagine, unless you cured little Tim, the newsboy," laughed Grace, making her guess extravagant enough.
"No, but really, I treated Fannie for a dreadful headache. Of course I said nothing to her, but she was stumbling so over her music, I asked her what was the matter, and when she told me I treated her. In just a few moments she brightened up and said she felt better, and before we got through it was all gone. Wasn't that delightful?"
"Very, and I am so glad. How did you do it?"
"Well, I can hardly tell, but the talk we had yesterday with Mr. Hayden gave me a clearer idea than I had before, and I just denied the headache and acknowledged the truth that she was spiritually well; then waited a few moments and gave thanks that it was so."