In a white frame building in Ashland (pop. 8,000), Ore. one afternoon last week, some 140 people packed into seats in a low-ceilinged, fetid room 30 ft. square. Many wore bandages or held to canes and crutches. Some bore the grimace of chronic pain. But all stood up when a thin, wrinkled woman in white nurse's uniform and fancy-print apron with prominent pockets came in.
Faith-Healer Susie Jessel raised her arms toward a picture of Christ on the wall and said: "I dedicate my hands to the Lord . . . The Lord give me the gift, and He did not give...
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