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Shortly after I had studied Christian Science, and had become able to give my children a little benefit of the new and wonderful light revealed to me, I overheard them talking to some others who were wondering who and what God was. One or two said He was a "great, big man.

A little girl sat reading under a tree one morning in early spring, when she suddenly heard a great chirping overhead. Just as she looked up, a little, wee sparrow, that couldn't fly, came tumbling into her lap.

"Freedom! Give me freedom!" is the daily, constant expression of restless mortals pressing on to gain a something which they feel is for them, and which they must have, without restriction of their claim to obtain and use it. From those yet unborn into the fuller "knowledge of the Truth as it is in Jesus," as well as from those taught in Divine or Christian Science, comes too, in varying forms of intensity, the cry: "O wretched man that I am! who shall deliver me from the bonds of this death?" To-day also, thousands are able to say: "Whereas I was sick and in bonds, now I am whole and free.

Two letters arrived to-day in the same mail. The first, from an earnest student of Christian Science who reads the true literature, and tries intellectually to comprehend what she reads.

" Whereupon, O King Agrippa, I was not disobedient unto the heavenly vision. "— Acts xxvi.

Love is the fulfilling of the law; it is grace, mercy and justice. I used to think it just, to abide by our State statutes; that if a man should aim a ball at my heart, and I by firing first could kill him and save my own life, that that was right.

" Christian Science rests on proof not profession. It is not a theory, but a demonstrative system of healing, and it must be supported by proof of its power to heal.

The letters appended will be understood by Journal readers living in Boston and vicinity, who know the history of Miss Gillespie's case. For the benefit of those living at a distance, however, who are not conversant with the facts, the following statement seems desirable.

Little Bessie had a belief of a cold, and I told her to treat herself. The next morning she got up entirely freed from her belief; bright and happy.

I was entertained in New York, last winter, at the home of a Christian Scientist who was endeavoring to inculcate the principles of Christian Science in her little five-year-old Walter. He was a bright, winsome little fellow who seemed to grasp the Spirit of the new thought, and bring it into daily practice.