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Fifty years ago intelligent people, everywhere in the United States, were beginning to talk about two remarkable women, destined not so much to shine in historic annals, as to aid in shaping the moral destiny of their age. Thousands of readers thank Catherine H.

The cadences from time past, the inspiration of the present, the mutterings and golden glimmerings of the future, answer with indisputable, knowledge-laden tongue, No! Great as may have been the affirmations of the Science, with its imperial dawn of the present unfolding of Truth,—flinging its aurora high over the mountain-tops of a false theology, and into the caverns of superstition,—there come other revelations, whose record shall be greater than that which Time has written on the scroll of the past. The pioneers of intellectual, spiritual, and moral developments, which long since passed into the eternity of the ages, have but broken up the fallow ground for a greater advancement, wherein is hidden the more precious germs of Truth; to be followed again by those to whom the dispensation of revelation shall bring a more glorious awakening.

Has anyone yet taken up the systematic, topical study of Mrs. Eddy's Science and Health? By topical study, I mean tracing one subject from beginning to end of the volume.

The purpose of this article is to review a recent work by R. K.

The following anecdote is on its rounds:— At the execution of the murderer Gagny, at Troyes recently, an incident took place, the like of which had never before been witnessed in France. The condemned man, during his trial and final imprisonment, did not evince the least fear.

Think , for a moment, that man is Mind, not a mixture of Mind and matter,—and that Mind creates its body, ignorantly or understandingly. That fact, plainly discerned, would prove a lever more potent to lift the mountains of disease, now pressing upon suffering humanity, than all the drugs dispensed with so liberal a hand.

While intellect and reason may concur in giving to Browning and Dante a prominent place in the long line of the world's great poets, the heart pleads for the Quaker Bard, of our own time and land. Word-pictures may awe and thrill us, rhetoric and grace of diction may charm the ear; but the keynote of harmony, running through Whittier's rhymes, has its chord in the human affections.

St. Paul speaks of what we understand to be the New Birth, as "waiting for the adoption, to wit, the redemption of the body.

This school numbers, among its present pupils, two children now in the fourth year of their attendance, whose father (the writer) was a member of the school more than twenty years ago, when it stood on Chauncy Street, graduating when it occupied a part of the Globe Theatre Building. He has watched with interest the growth and prosperity of the school; and he realizes, from personal observation, that while the school has seen many ways in which to enlarge and improve its educational departments, the original high standing of moral excellence has remained the same as in his boyhood.

A wasteful  people, we Yankees. We buy foolishly, use foolishly, and throw away foolishly.