sought eagerly for translations of foreign books on the subject. I
lived in the libraries. I studied late at night and arose early in
the morning, that I might be at my work again. It absorbed me. I
thought of the subject by day and dreamed of it by night. It was
never out of my mind. I was living it, breathing it, eating it. I
had not thought myself capable of such concentration as I was
putting in on the pursuit of the truth as regards stammering and
its cure.

With the knowledge that I had gained from celebrated physicians,
specialists and institutions throughout this country and Europe, I
extended my experiments and investigation. I had an excellent
subject on which to experiment--myself. Progress was slow at
first--so slow, in fact, that I did not realize until later that
it was progress at all. Nothing but my past misery, backed up by
my present determination to be free from the impediment that
hampered me at every turn, could have kept me from giving up. But
at last, after years of effort, after long nights of study and
days of research, I was rewarded by success--I found and perfected
a method of control of the articulatory organs as well as of the
brain centers controlling the organs of speech. I had learned the
cause of stammering and stuttering.

All of the mystery with which the subject had been surrounded by
so-called specialists, fell away. In all its clearness, I saw the
truth. I saw how the others, who had failed in my case, had failed
because of ignorance. I saw that they had been treating effects,
not causes. I saw exactly WHY their methods had not succeeded and
could never succeed.