Articles

ONE night I went early to an orchestral concert and, as I sat waiting, the members of the orchestra filed in and began to tune their instruments all at the same time. The result was most discordant, and if I had not known the meaning of it all, I should have run away.

The ark of God was never taken till it was surrounded by the arms of earthly defenders. In captivity, its sanctity was sufficient to vindicate it from insult, and to lay the hostile fiend prostrate on the threshold of his own temple.

CHRISTIAN SCIENCE is a deep and sacred subject; the deepest and most sacred that can occupy human thought and purpose, for it treats of God, man, and the universe. It teaches God's omnipotence, His omnipresence and His omniscience.

I HAVE come to talk of him who was and is the Wayshower to that sublime rest that remaineth to the people of God; and of that freedom which is purchased by the conquest of sin—the freedom of the sons of God. Christian Science comes to every community with an olive branch.

To the members of the Mother Church: —I am bankrupt in thanks to you, my beloved brethren, who at our last Annual Meeting pledged yourselves with startling grace to contribute any part of two millions of dollars towards the purchase of more land for its site, and to enlarge our church edifice in Boston. I never before felt poor in thanks, but I do now, and will draw on God for the amount I owe you, till I am satisfied with what my heart gives to balance accounts.

REV. S.

It is not wise to shut our eyes to the fact that Christian Science has become a factor in our civilization,—one we cannot ignore and a factor for good. There may be cases where fanaticism has led to disregard of proper precautions and guarding against contagion; but a body of Christians should not be held responsible for the mistakes and extravagance of a few members.

A broad and beautiful tree spread its branches over the green pasture,—a brook ran murmuring at its feet,—the sun kissed its leaves, and dewy diamonds blazed with color, the quiet shadows fell, with interlacing sunbeams sifting through dark branches. The tree waved its welcome to the summer breeze that fanned fragrance from the clover fields near by, where bees hummed and gathered sweets for winter's over-tiding.

THE last earthly utterance that marked the passing of the German poet, Goethe, was the cry "More light!" Two words of ordinary meaning in common usage, but fraught with a world of significance, wrung as they were from the paling lips of the great scholar. Goethe had gathered widely from the tree of knowledge, and with instincts of true greatness in turn gave freely of the fruitage of his labors to the world.

THE great need of humanity is answer to prayer—fulfilment of promise. This need must be met, not by a more loving God or by the nearer approach of an extraneous millennium, but by an apprehension in consciousness of the law of activity emanating from God and governing man.