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When I was fifteen years of age, we were living on a ranch in Nebraska, where I indulged in wild horse-back rides and bronco breaking, afterwards becoming a bicycle enthusiast, and was considered an all-round wild young athlete. During one of my escapades I sustained an internal injury.

We take pleasure in republishing from that old-established and valuable publication, Harper's Weekly, the following merited tribute to Mrs. Eddy's utterances relative to the lamented death of President McKinley:— "All the preachers preached on President McKinley; all the editors wrote about him.

The following letters of love and appreciation were sent to our beloved Leader, the Rev. Mary Baker G.

The Literary Digest of July 20, 1901, was good enough to republish from the Christian Science Sentinel the following extract from the able and admirable sermon of the Rev. DeWitt T.

At the request of our readers we publish in full the following from the Boston Globe on the Concord State Fair:— Concord, N. H.

The following message of condolence was sent to Mrs. McKinley:— "In this hour of national bereavement over the loss of our President, the late William McKinley, the members of The First Church of Christ, Scientist, of Boston, Mass.

In accordance with the Proclamations of President Roosevelt and of Governor Crane, memorial services for the late President William McKinley, were held in the Mother Church, The First Church of Christ, Scientist, of Boston, Mass. , Thursday, September 19, 1901, at 10.

In response to a request from the committee on arrangements for the memorial service at Concord, N. H.

In Saint Luke, tenth chapter, twenty-fifth to thirty-seventh verses, we have mercy spoken of by one who understood all the divine attributes, as most indispensable in fulfilling the law of Love, and as a key to the Life eternal. The parable whereby the Master illustrates this great fact is given to silence a contentious lawyer, who thinks to confuse Jesus by his questions or tempt him into some misstatement and thereby catch him in error.

Of all the virtues, can there be found one more prolific of quiet, peaceful happiness, more overflowing with love and kindness, than gratitude? This subject has been frequently in my thought, and more especially so since last summer. When on my vacation, one Sunday evening it was my privilege to hear a learned bishop of the Episcopal Church deliver a sermon to a class of young people who had just been confirmed.