Truman Woodroffe's miraculous cure of cancer

“When about fifty vears of age (A.D. 1836), there appeared near the outer corner of my left eye a small scab, which slowly enlarged and soon became painful, attended with a constant itching, or rather a twitching sensation. Feeling anxious about it, I went to a physician in Hartford, Conn., who said it was a cancerous affection, but advised me to let it alone, and gave it no medical treatment. As the place continued to enlarge, and the irritation increased, I applied to another physician, who attempted to cure it by applying caustic, which treatment proved an injury instead of a benefit. The sore increased in size, spreading over the temple, eating off both lids of the eye, discharging matter constantly, destroying the sight of the eye, and causing almost insufferable pain. Thus matters stood at the end of twenty years' affliction, and I had reached the age of seventy. I had up to that time consulted six physicians, from none of whom did I receive any relief. The cancer now assailed the substance of the eye-ball. The sore spread over the temple, to the size of the palm of my hand, and below the eye about three quarters of an inch. I then applied to an eminent physician in New York (Dr. Blake), and remained under his treatment one year without any benefit, but rather grew worse. I now gave up all hope of recovery, ceased taking medicines, and merely washed the affected part often in cold water. During the summer of 1865, it had become so painful that I slept but little, was very weak and nervous, was confined to my bed most of the time, and expected soon to die; my friends thinking I could not live till the following spring. In the month of August, 1865, I heard of a remarkable cure of a cancer by the use of a tea made from common red field clover. Thinking it was at least harmless, I used it as a common beverage, making it very strong, and also washed the eye with the same. In less than two months, to my utter astonishment, the pain entirely ceased, and the sore began to heal at the inner corner of the eye. The healing process went on rapidly, until the eye socket was healing over, forming a skin as smooth as that on my cheek, and the redness is now gone. The sore on the temple is also healed. There is not over my eye even a semblance of a scar, and but a few grey hairs remain on the temple. My sleep is now sweet, my appetite good, am more fleshy than ever before, my general health was never better, and I think I have as few infirmities, and am as hale and hearty as any man of my age, which is now eighty years. — Millennial Star 30:5”