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PERHAPS no word has ever conjured up more inspiring pictures than the word Equality, and none, surely, has been more abused. Poets have sung its praises, philosophers have taught its beauties, and philanthropists have spent themselves in trying to attain to it, and yet at the opening of the twentieth century the ideal of Equality seems to be far from being realized.

CHRISTIAN SCIENCE based upon the practical application of Jesus' teaching has often been referred to as "a business man's religion," and the reasons for this designation are many. In the matter of time a Christian Scientist gives his business more days per year than he did before, has fewer absences on account of illness and none because of vices.

LIBERTY is a theme that has occupied the more or less thoughtful attention of philosopher, statesman, politician, and theologian, since the beginning of mortal history. To-day, more than ever before, students of sociology are applying themselves to the solution of problems relating to the inter-dependence of units, in the aggregation called society.

WHILE the world in general is yet in doubt as to the truly scientific and divinely appointed method of healing the sick, and is struggling in varying degrees with doubt, faith, and fear, over the relative merits of the many material systems in vogue, it is interesting to refer to those cases of healing performed by Christ Jesus, and study the means and method which he is recorded as having employed in curing diseases of every nature. Whether or not the cures of Jesus were the manifestation of a special dispensation of Providence, as has been claimed, and were miraculous; or whether they were natural and ever-operative expressions of the divine power, we hope may be disclosed as we proceed.

The following is a reprint of an old, much-worn clipping sent to us by one of our contributors. It has neither date nor name of author, but it seems in so many points to mark the distinction between the Mosaic Law and the higher understanding of the Gospel,—between the letter and the spirit,—that we give it to our readers.

I had occasion a few weeks ago to look up some grill work for a customer, and in the course of the search, came across a beautiful center table. The table did not at first particularly attract my eye; but having made my selection, I turned again to the table, as the salesman invited my attention to it.

In reading recent criticisms of Christian Science and Christian Scientists, the thought came to me, Are we as Christian Scientists doing our full part toward the establishment of the reign of brotherly love on earth? We know that we and our critics alike have but one Father, even God, and that therefore, whatever the appearance may be, we are in reality now and forever, brothers and sisters in Christ. Then how shall we demonstrate and prove this great, beautiful, love-impelling fact? shall we answer the unkind criticism in the spirit of unkindness and resentment or give the soft answer that turneth away wrath? Perchance we, in our turn, may misunderstand our critics, taking for actual malice on their part that which is "zeal of God, but not according to knowledge.

IN a conversation with my husband last evening, a retrospective train of thought was set in motion which has suggested the material for this article. He said, "Why do not Christian Scientists heal every disease instantaneously? If, as they say, God is the healer and He is omnipotent, it must be that they themselves lack faith; if their faith were sufficient I believe they could.

THE keynote of success in Christian Science is constant, prayerful watchfulness. By this, is meant watchfulness in its highest meaning, not mere watchfulness of your neighbor, your friends, your supposed enemy, or your brother Scientist, but a careful watchfulness of self, a guarding of thought, a carefulness to exclude from consciousness every thought that maketh or worketh a lie.

EACH and every mortal is in pursuit of peace and happiness, no matter what his ambitions and desires may be. I have been no exception, for I have drunk at almost every fountain of so-called pleasure.