In looking over the back volumes of our Journal, one is reminded of commencement and anniversary orations and essays delivered by "callow youths" and "sweet girl graduates," who descant learnedly upon themes that are puzzling the brains of many of their white haired hearers. A few years later in life, if called upon for an article for publication or to be read to some literary society, how different would be the subject selected. Instead of fanciful, flavorless theorizings, suggested by others' experiences, they would give the rich fruitage of their own success and failures.
So, many of us, when leaving our Alma Mater, and standing upon the threshold of the new world of thought—revealed to us in Science and Health—just ready to step out and assume the new duties devolving upon us, as we set up homes of our own, can do little else than express ourselves in the language of our favorite Author, and unwittingly plagiarize from our text book. Now, how the pages of the Journal gleam with choice bits of experiences gained from the suffering, and toilsome efforts, of those who are diligently working out their own life problem.
Quite naturally, these brief records often reveal to the observant reader glimpses of the home life of the writers, or the secret motives, that are perhaps unconsciously governing them.
