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This record is derived mainly from the Fredericton Gleaner, New Brunswick, and touches a subject of vital interest to all Christian Scientists. The Gleaner article is headed: Mysteries of Healing; Emma Whitlock among the Lawyers in Court.

The preacher's text was in Paul's word to the Galatian Church,—the  eighteenth verse  of the fifth chapter of that epistle: "But if ye be led of the Spirit, ye are not under the law. " We are accustomed to think and to speak of gravitation as a law of matter, when every quality of matter, in and of itself, is inert, inanimate, and non-intelligent.

The appearance of a new book upon this subject, at this day in the history of mental healing, prompts me to give some account of the practice of such theories. Some of the views of mind-curers would be very well, if they were not called the essentials of mental healing.

Does not the following item, from a Maine paper, show how little real manhood depends upon the physique? It is n't every day that I see a man take off his spectacles to give them a rub, and off with them comes his nose. Such a combination of spectacles and proboscis did I see, while taking an excursion in the elevator car of the Mutual Insurance building at Portland, Friday morning.

A Philadelphia , physician says that a great deal of what passes for heart-disease is only mild dyspepsia, that nervousness commonly is bad temper, and that two-thirds of the so-called malaria is nothing but laziness. Imagination, he says, is responsible for a multitude of ills; and he gives as an instance the case of a clergyman who, after preaching a sermon, would take a teaspoonful of sweetened water, and doze off like a babe, under the impression that it was a bona fide sedative.

Chatterton wrote all his beautiful things, exhausted all hopes of life, and saw nothing better than death,—at the early age of eighteen. Burns and Byron died in their thirty-seventh year, and doubtless the strength of their genius was over.

Though called the King of Terrors, death is not necessarily terrifying. There is no need of destroying the fear of death, if no such fear exists.

I was standing before a splendid, crescent-shaped, extended chain of mountains, which were covered from top to bottom by green, young woods. The transparent blue of the northern sky was above them; the sunbeams were playing on their summits.

And the Truth shall make you free—John viii. 32.

What I have written I have written. — John xix.