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My experience in Dispensary work began about the middle of June 1890. For a year I had been saying (I believe sincerely) "Here am I" Lord, send me; yet when this work opened before me, and I stood face to face with it, I could only say: "Not my will but thine.

Dear Inquirer : I accept your description of "Christian Science" as substantially correct, as having to do with the "Scientists" whom you have known: but as I have known a few persons, "Christian Scientists" of the straitest sect, to whom that description could not be applied, except as a libel, I feel that it may be obligatory upon me to speak out. No persons should be more careful than Baptists not to condemn their fellow-men before they have taken the trouble to examine their teaching and compare it with their life.

Since it is definitely determined that the building to be erected in Boston in the interest of Christian Science, is not merely to contain an auditorium for church and other services, but is to embody adequately furnished and permanent quarters for our Christian Science Publishing Society, the movement is no longer confined to one of local or sectional interest merely, but is become one of national concern. It is now understood that this building will sustain to our Cause the same relation as that at present existing between the mammoth building on Fifth Avenue, New York City, and the Methodist Denomination supporting it, or between the buildings on Beacon Street, Boston, and the Unitarian and Congregational churches respectively.

I cannot help giving you a little talk concerning the building of the long-looked-for and much-desired First Church of Christ (Scientist) of Boston, which is to be a home for all Scientists everywhere; and which is also to be the combined headquarters for the Christian Science Publishing Society, for the Dispensary, for meetings—and, in short, for everything that concerns the Cause of Christian Science and its work. It is now several months since, in one of our monthly meetings, I first agitated anew the subject of our dear church.

What is being religious, but always seeing God's infinite love in everything, and loving Him all the time? It is seeing His mercy in the sun and sky in the hills and plains; in daily life, with its discipline and education; in the friendships of our friends; in our insight into new truths; in the grand opportunities of daily service of the human race which He affords us. It is hearing and answering His invitation to come to Him to be inspired, to be filled with light, to be filled with love, to be filled with power.

"Now, O king, establish the decree, and sign the writing, that it be not changed, according to the law of the Medes and Persians, which altereth not. "— Daniel 6, 8.

The Journal becomes dearer to me every month, as I read the thoughts expressed in it. As the gift of our Teacher, we each promised to help sustain it.

In a bright little Sunday School, in one of the western States, where the children carry their thought-offerings from Science and Health, a little girl recited, not many weeks ago, a part of the second paragraph on page 499. In the talk about working out our own salvation, the question was asked, "What does it mean to 'wait for your reward?'" A dear little man jumped up, and, with eyes sparkling with intelligence, answered, "It means to be satisfied.

In the summer of 1889 our Sunday School was organized, with a membership of seven scholars. A few weeks following, the President of our Students' Christian Science Association met with the children, and after a little talk, she gave to each child a bright five-cent piece, to start a church-fund, requesting them to put this money to some good use, and in one year from that time to bring together the amount accrued.

Dear little brothers and sisters: I know you greatly enjoy reading the printed pages of our dear Journal, and look forward to its monthly visit with great eagerness. Please allow me to accompany it on its April rounds, and call upon each one of you to tell you a little open secret.