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Some months ago, in Tremont Temple, I listened with much pleasure, to the reference to the Transcendentalist made by our First Reader. The history of the Transcendentalists, as they were called, with their deep religious convictions and their earnest desires for a higher and more spiritual life, as shown to the world by their experiment at Brook Farm, is most interesting to me.

I have derived so much benefit from the testimonials presented in the columns of our periodicals, that I trust an account of my wonderful healing, by Christian Science, after being relegated by materia medica to years of invalidism, may stimulate and encourage others who are seeking freedom from the ills, spiritual as well as physical, of this dream of mortal life. My father was a physician of the old school and I arrived at womanhood an ardent believer in the efficacy of the Æsculapian method, confident that it was adequate for every possible emergency of life.

A Blind and careless interpretation of the Mosaic law has too long been permitted apparently to fasten the curse of a wrong sense of heredity upon mankind. For centuries have the innocent and the inoffensive been needlessly burdened by the unresisted thought of unmerited condemnation with its attendant suffering.

[ The following discourse was delivered November 25, 1900, by Abbot Edes Smith, C. S.

The following from the pen of Rev. Mary Baker G.

A union service of the churches in Concord, N. H.

At a special meeting of the Mother Church, The First Church of Christ, Scientist, in Boston, Mass. , held January 31, 1901, this letter from our Pastor Emeritus, the Reverend Mary Baker G.

Concord, N. H.

December 25, 1900, witnessed one of the most important events in the history of Christian Science in the South. It was the occasion of the opening of the new chapel recently erected by the Second Church of Christ, Scientist, Baltimore, Md.

If any one were to be asked what is the permanent element in human existence, and if he were to think deeply before answering the question, he would be compelled to admit that thought—not things, nor even persons —withstood the shocks of time and circumstance; being first the scaffolding, and later the solid masonry of individual character. So as I endeavor to recall that which makes up my personal history, almost my earliest recollection is of a very old church in Scotland,—said to have been built before the Reformation,—and a truly fitting monument of those who swept from Scotland in a flame of zeal Shrine, altar, image, and the massive piles that harbored them.