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In May, 1898, I made the journey from New York to Liverpool in the White Star S. S.

One holy church of God appears Through every age and race, Unwasted by the lapse of years, Unchanged by changing place. Christian Science Hymnal.

Flower of virtue, gem of morn, Star of evening far and free, Rarest gift from heaven born, Gracing all humanity; Crown of monarch, childhood's dower, Mortals' loss but manhood's gain, Groundwork of all lasting power, High in Truth though low in name, To every virtue, grace, the key Is the Christ-humility. If there is one virtue more than another which needs cultivation it is humility; and if there is a virtue which the human mind is especially reluctant to accept, it is humility.

There is but one quality necessary for the perfect understanding of character, one quality that, if man have it, he may dare to judge —that is, omniscience. Most people study character as a proofreader pores over a great poem; his ears are dulled to the majesty and music of the lines, his eyes are darkened to the magic imagination of the genius of the author; that proofreader is busy watching for an inverted comma, a misspacing, or a wrong-font letter.

One of the early unfoldings that came to me in Christian Science was that the law of compensation,—equivalent for equivalent, absolutely just measurement, absolutely fair return,—was indeed that which should be found "changing chaos into order" (Science and Health with Key to the Scriptures, p. 151), and establishing in us a true sense of proportion; that it should lead us from the lower to the higher, the smaller to the greater, till we found the sum of all material equations.

Divine Love led me to investigate Christian Science three years ago, through the healing of my wife of several so-called incurable diseases. After one trip of several months made with her to distant cities to see specialists and be treated by them, with sanitarium, trained nurses, and doctors' bills amounting to twenty-seven dollars per day for the trip, I returned home with her still diseased in mind and body.

Toledo, Ohio, April 6, 1900. My Dear Father: —It was with feelings much mingled that I read your letter of March 30, from Riverside, a brief acknowledgment of which I have already given you.

At one time I was in a part of the country where the land was fertile, but, owing to fires and drouth, there were no trees. My mother, being very much interested in the country, felt it to be her duty to prove that trees could be grown successfully there.

But I say unto you which hear. Love your enemies, do good to them which hate you.

" Thought expands into expression, as mortals shake off their swaddling clothes. 'Let there be light,' is the perpetual demand of Truth and Love, changing chaos into order, and discord into the music of the spheres" (Science and Health with Key to the Scriptures by Mary Baker G.