Boston clergy and medical faculty have learned to give credit to whom credit is due, with commendable readiness, albeit oftener by lapsus linguoe, than bona fide acknowledgment. The parishioner of a certain minister had been given up to die, by his learned M.D's, and the sympathizing and friendly pastor was helping to smooth his pathway to the grave by daily prayers. The wife of the sufferer called in a well known Christian Scientist, who effected a return of life and health in such an incredibly short time that the pastor was amazed. "What have you done to bring this result about?" he asked in astonishment. "I committed him into the hands of the Lord," was the wife's reply. "Oh, you've had a Christian Scientist," he ejaculated, betraying unintentional acknowledgement to the saving power of the Theology of Christian Science. Another, to illustrate the deference of the "faculty" to C. S., was the case of a lady sufferer, whose doctors, having exhausted their medical skill, told her they could not possibly help her. Like a sensible woman she tried C. S., and was instantly relieved. Her principal physician, calling to see how she bore up under protracted pain, was astonished to find her wholly recovered and as free from pain as anybody. "Ah, I see, you've had a Christian Scientist doctor," was his immediate comment.
"Long experience makes them sage."
