To the Editor of the Journal:—
Out of the noisy tumult,Out of the fevered heat,Out of grewsome fancies,Out of self-hood's cheat.
In the article entitled "A Christian Scientist's View," which appeared in the Sentinel for June 7, the quotation marks were omitted from the poem "Where is God?
Persons who sent their applications for membership in time to reach the Clerk before May 15, and who have not received a notice of admission, are requested to notify the Clerk of the Church, William B.
The author of the Christian Science text-book takes no patients, does not consult on disease, nor read letters referring to these subjects.
A correspondent, who is an earnest Christian Scientist, writes us an interesting account of a conversation she recently had with the rector of prominent Episcopal church in an important city, the substance of which was that at a convention soon to be held, which was to be composed of the brightest minds in that denomination of both England and America, they were to devote one whole day to exposing the error contained in Christian Science, or to quote the words of the rector, "they are preparing a lash to whip the Christian Scientists" of his city.
The opening of the new Christian Science church home last Sunday.
Many residents remember well the excellent Christian Science reading room recently opened in the Greisheim Building, which was lately destroyed in Bloomington's great fire on the 19th inst.
Under the auspices of First Church of Christ, Scientist, of Omaha, Neb.
Yes, here, now; not idle words, but words of hope and strength,—sure as that God is Love.
Among the many brooks which flow into one of the larger rivers in the White Mountains is one which I watched for several summers.
Sometimes when people see a Christian Scientist suffering with a trouble which does not seem to yield to treatment at once, they say, if he would only use a certain drug he might be relieved.
Having attended the Annual Meeting at the Mother Church in Boston, and partaken of the feast so bountifully prepared by our beloved Leader and Mother, we have returned to our field of labor refreshed and strengthened.
Walking along Massachusetts Avenue, in Boston, one week-day, my attention was attracted by hearing the chimes from a church on Falmouth Street.
For several weeks my little boy has been urging me to write to the Sentinel and tell them of the demonstration in his case.
I wish to express my gratitude for our publications.
A writer in the Homiletic Review, treating the subject of obscure passages of the Bible, says very sensibly: "Why not let the perplexing questions wait for the hour of higher elevation and clearer light?
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