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         Christian Experience and Teachings of Ellen G. White
      
      
        found that the boy, who was thirteen years old, had been sick for nine
      
      
        weeks with the whooping cough, and was wasted almost to a skeleton.
      
      
        The parents thought him to be in consumption, and they were greatly
      
      
        distressed to think that their only son must be taken from them.
      
      
        We united in prayer for the boy, and earnestly besought the Lord
      
      
        to spare his life. We believed that he would get well, though to all
      
      
        appearances there was no possibility of his recovery. My husband
      
      
        raised him in his arms, exclaiming as he walked the room, “You will
      
      
        not die, but live!” We believed that God would be glorified in his
      
      
        recovery.
      
      
        We left Dartmouth, and were absent about eight days. When
      
      
        we returned, little Gilbert came out to meet us. He had gained four
      
      
        pounds in weight. We found the household rejoicing in God over this
      
      
        manifestation of divine favor.
      
      
        Healing Of Sister Temple
      
      
        Having received a request to visit Sister Hastings, of New Ipswich,
      
      
        New Hampshire, who was greatly afflicted, we made the matter a
      
      
        subject of prayer, and obtained evidence that the Lord would go with
      
      
        us. On our way we stopped at Dorchester, with Brother Otis Nichols’s
      
      
        family, and they told us of the affliction of Sister Temple of Boston.
      
      
        On her arm she had a sore, which caused her much anxiety. It had
      
      
        extended over the bend of the elbow. She had suffered great agony,
      
      
        and had in vain resorted to human means for relief. The last effort had
      
      
        driven the disease to her lungs, and she felt that unless she obtained
      
      
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        immediate help, the disease would end in consumption.
      
      
        Sister Temple had left word for us to come and pray for her. We
      
      
        went with trembling, having sought in vain for the assurance that God
      
      
        would work in her behalf. We went into the sickroom, relying upon the
      
      
        naked promises of God. Sister Temple’s arm was in such a condition
      
      
        that we could not touch it, and were obliged to pour the oil upon it.
      
      
        Then we united in prayer, and claimed the promises of God. The pain
      
      
        and soreness left the arm while we were praying, and we left Sister
      
      
        Temple rejoicing in the Lord. On our return, eight days later, we found
      
      
        her in good health, and hard at work at the washtub.