Articles

It affords us great pleasure to publish in our Journal the very beautiful poem written by Mr. Edward A.

It has been my privilege to attend the Wednesday Evening Meetings in various cities, east and west, and while they uniformly show a marked interest and increasing helpfulness, there is yet much room in many places for improvement, by hearing from those who have had demonstrations but have not had the confidence to relate them. The many who speak oftenest would gladly give place to new voices, but they feel that there should be no prolonged intervals between testimonies.

When I first heard that our Mother had taught a class. I took my Bible and turned to the chapter that tells of Jesus sending out the seventy.

The poet who sang, "How beautiful to a mother is the face of her own child!" reduced to epigram the philosophy of time and eternity. The heights and breadths of Love are here fully and forever expressed, for whether it be the unselfish love of devoted human motherhood, or the supreme impartial Love of our Mother-God for Her Child, the Universe, including man, there can be nothing more beautiful to that Mother-Love than the face of her own child.

I Was once a teacher in the public schools. I enjoyed my classes in mathematics because there was a principle involved; I could show my pupils that if they worked in accordance with the principle, making no mistake in their work, they would be sure to get the correct answer.

About three years ago I had a paralytic feeling' come over me while traveling for my firm in Virginia and eastern Pennsylvania. I did not pay much attention to it, but kept on the road as usual.

AN article under the above title was published in the November, 1898,, number of Law Notes, a legal periodical of high standing, published in Northport. N.

Another interesting case arose recently in Cincinnati, Ohio, against a Christian Science practitioner. Miss Harriet O.

Beloved Christian Scientists: —Keep your minds so filled with Truth and Love that sin, disease, and death cannot enter them. It is plain that nothing can be added to the mind already full.

To the Editor of the Herald:— For a few weeks I have been reading "What the Doctors Say" in your columns, and I find much to admire in those sayings. But there is always an untold side to medical explanations, for while the doctors never tire of telling what causes a disease, they scarcely ever tell the more important part—viz.