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In the
year 1912 or 1913 a North American lady who lived in Vina del Mar engaged our
Sister Corina Schaap to care for her in confinement. After the birth the lady
had fever, and it became necessary to maintain the child with artificial
blood. The child got on well for a short time, but later was taken sick with
severe intestinal catarrh. It went from bad to worse in spite of all the
doctor’s efforts. It used as many as thirty cloths daily and was unable to
take the bottle, or even cry. One morning while the doctor was there Corina
asked: ‘What do you think, doctor?’ ‘There is no longer any life’, he
answered.
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About eight o’clock
the baby died. Sister Corina now continues the story: ‘With a strangeness I
cannot explain I went to wash the diapers. But why should I when the baby was
dead? Blanca (the servant girl) went to tell the mother and telephone the
doctor. Then she brought clothes and water to wash the baby. But I kept on
washing and praying at the same time, rather complaining to the Lord: ‘Lord,
I have been telling this lady about Thee. I have said that Thou answerest
prayer – that what we ask we receive. How can I go and tell her that the baby
is dead? Couldst not Thou, O Lord?’ Couldst not Thou, O Lord?’
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Blanca
came and knelt near me, praying also, and I, washing and praying. About eleven o’clock
we started to wash and dress the baby. When we went to take her up we saw her
with her great eyes wide open, the little rosy face covered with
perspiration, moving her little hands as a baby of a few weeks is wont to do.
What joy and excitement there was. There was such a stir that the mother
called from the next room, wanting to know what it was all about. We prepared
a bottle and she took it all, when for so many days she had not been able to
take anything. From that moment she was well. Blanca called the doctor and on
seeing the baby he cried: ‘This is a veritable miracle of God. Her life was
gone, and now she is not even sick!’ The mother tried to make out that the
baby was only sleeping, but the doctor said: ‘But Madam, the child had no
life. It is a miracle’. Some days later I was out airing the baby in its
carriage. The doctor came along and said: ‘It is a miracle!’
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From: Stanley H. Frodsham, With Signs Following, Gospel Publishing House, Springfield Missouri, 1946,
pages 184-185
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