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To the Editor and Readers of The Congregationalist : Friends. —The faith, piety, and mental equipoise of "200 intelligent and respectable looking people" having been indirectly called in question by the writer of an interesting "Letter from Boston" in The Congregationalist , issue of May 1st, would you not kindly permit one of the " 200 " to speak a word in their defense? Surely you will; for it would be indeed a "new departure" for Christian Journalism to let any of its readers feel unjustly misrepresented through its columns, by direct or indirect comments on their religious observances, and not give that religious body a hearing through the same medium.

A letter from Boston, published in the Congregationalist , May 1, 1884, had rather a sad ending, and to show my sympathy for the author I take this opportunity to express it. "Now that the Easter lilies have faded, the echoes of Easter carols have died away, policemen required to perform extra duties to prevent the strange crowd trespassing upon the rights of worshippers, what good has come of all this apparent inconvenience and expense?" Let me answer for my individual self.

The darkened ancient earth was sleeping. It was mankind's night-time, also in shadowy keeping with the telluric influence wherein he groped, not consciously, but with sure instinct, to the performing of needed tasks, as the wild fowl and the fish move from zone to zone to find their life food and conceive their kind.

To love the sinner but to hate the sin, has been preached to us : that we should hate nothing but sin has been dinned into our ears. Sin, sin,—what do we know of sin that we should hate it? We cannot hate what we do not know—and to know sin, is that desirable? I say, he who knows no sin hates no sin.

Editor Journal Christian Science : Dear Madam :—If some one may be benefitted by reading the following acknowledgment of the ability of Christian Science to heal disease, my writing will not be in vain. During the latter part of last month my wife was cured of a severe from of bleeding piles by one of your students, Mrs.

This is to certify, that I was suffering with a severe attack of Erysipelas in the head, of the kind to which I have been subject for a number of years, and that I was healed by Mrs. M.

"When all the scaffoldings which surround the Bible are taken away, by which men have tried to prop it up, the world will begin truly to recognize its real glory. Kingdoms fall, institutions perish, civilizations change, human doctrines disappear ; but the imperishable truths which pervade and sanctify the Bible shall bear it up above the flood of change and the deluge of years.

I am often asked, Could not Mrs. Eddy do more good at healing than teaching? I answer according to my own judgment, that doubtless healing would be more to her liking than teaching, for the results appear sooner, and as a rule the patient has more gratitude than the student.

Out of the bondage of mortal fear into the harmony of Divine Science makes the body whole. Conquering an error in one instance enables us to make a better demonstration the next time.

"To him who, in the love of Nature, holds communion with her visible forms, she speaks a various language. For his gayer hours she has a voice of gladness and a smile, and eloquence of beauty ; and she glides into his darker musings with a mild and healing sympathy, that steals away their sharpness ere he is aware.