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I shall not be present at the National Christian Scientist Association in Chicago, June 13; but my sympathies will go out largely to my students on that occasion. I even thank beforehand those who, with deathless love, are struggling Godward; and I warn those who are halting or getting blind, neither to stop and rest on my personality for all they achieve, nor to abuse it; but to remember always that Love fulfils God's law, and destroys sin as well as sickness, and that there is no other door by which to enter into Christian Science.

At a regular authorized special meeting of the National Christian Scientist Association, held at the Massachusetts Metaphysical College, Boston, April 18, it was the unanimous voice of the meeting that the next annual meeting of the above-named Association be held in Chicago, Ill. , on the second Wednesday (the 13th day) of June, 1888.

Dear Mrs. Eddy: I was glad, indeed, to hear from you.

From the New York Journal of April 15, 1888, under the heading Throw Physic to the Dogs, we condense the following account: A document written on two sheets of paper was filed during the week in the County Clerk's office, and in the office of the Secretary of State at Albany, behind which lies a recital of the keenest interest. It may be the beginning of a revolution.

Much has been said of late about the statement that Mrs. Eddy's is the only chartered College of Metaphysics.

Forgive us our debts, as we forgive our debtors. " This petition is interpreted in Mrs.

A cosmopolitan city is Denver. Many invalids, from all quarters of the globe, seek health and vigor there, lured thither-ward by its sapphire skies and balmy breezes.

A barber in London performed a rather clever feat. The shop was full of customers, and one of them was undergoing the operation of shaving, when it was noticed that the barber had his eyes closed, though he still kept passing the razor over the face of his patron.

During a storm I saw an English sparrow fluttering just above the soft snow, trying to raise with his beak something that had fallen there. Wishing to see what the bird was attempting to do, I waded through the snowdrift, and found a little sparrow who had fallen head foremost into the light snow, and his companion was endeavoring to extricate him from his perilous position.

She was small and frail, and richly dressed; but, sitting a few seats behind her, I could not see her face. Soon a handsome, manly young fellow opened the forward door of the car, and looked from one to another, as though expecting to meet somebody.