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In 1870, in the city of St. Louis, a party of lawyers were discussing the questions of the day.

Dear Doctor L —: I noticed in a newspaper some few weeks ago an account of where you had presided as coroner at an inquiry in reference to the death of a person under Christian Science treatment. I also noticed your remarks in regard to the case, and as I have been cured of disease and most wonderfully helped by Christian Science teaching, I thought it only justice to that system to let you know of the power of Truth as taught in Christian Science and as experienced in my case.

Dear Journal : — While waiting to hear what the inaudible "Voice" would say concerning a message to you, a delightful vision has come to me of a completed circle, and at the same time the suggestion, "What can we do to hasten that Utopian period?" The answer is given in that incomparable prayer recorded in the seventeenth chapter of John. Jesus, the Master and friend, was about to leave the disciples for already the shadow of the cross had fallen upon Him.

We speak that we do know, and testify that we have seen. —John 3:11.

Dear Journal: —In connection with your editorial in November Journal regarding the false and unjust charges of mercenary motives attributed to our Leader, Rev. Mary Baker Eddy, I wish to tell how the fact that she was able to demonstrate houses and lands, was one of the strongest arguments that came to me of the Truth of her teachings.

A Case of healing of sin, through Christian Science, came to my notice in Cleveland some time ago, and the seed sown is still bearing fruit. During the absence of a student from the city, a burglar entered her house, but was frightened away by the inmates without securing anything; the same evening he entered other homes, was arrested and placed in jail.

The Boston Herald sent to a large number of prominent ministers of the gospel this query: "Which is your favorite passage in the Bible?" and last Sunday published responses from twenty-eight, each not only giving the passage which was his favorite, but also his reasons for the preference. It makes a very interesting symposium.

Who shall describe the brave splendor of a November sky, that this morning burst through the lattice for me, on my bed? According to terrestrial calculations, above the horizon, there rose one rod of rainbows in the east, crowned with an acre of eldritch ebony. Little by little this topmost pall drooping over a deeply dazzling sunlight, softened, grew gray, then gay and glided into a glory of mottled marvels.

December , the queen month of the year, again greets us, crowned with victories. December has a special charm for me, because of the glorious truths that were unfolded to me on the first Sunday of this month, in the year 1884, in Hawthorn Hall, Boston.

SO they are going to prosecute and probably jail, those Christian Science people who say the ills of the flesh and the bone can be cured through the agency of prayer! "Why," said a clergyman to me, over the breakfast table this morning, "these people are imposters; they should be jailed, and kept away from the rest of the world for all eternity. " "Can't they cure by prayers?" I asked.