To the Editor of The Sunday Globe.
The "big gun" of the Ashburnham printed books was the splendid copy, printed upon vellum, of the first edition of the Latin Bible, and the first book executed with metal types, 1450—55.
The annual message of the Rev.
The author of the Christian Science text-book takes no patients, does not consult on disease, nor read letters referring to these subjects.
All gifts by mail, express, or that are handed to the porter at my door without cards, and have not come from persons with whom I am acquainted,—will be returned to the office whence they came, or rejected at my door.
Those who are at work in the Field, endeavoring to reveal to the world that "beauty of holiness" which Christian Science establishes, intelligently appreciate the office of the publishing Society in its service to the Cause.
A Christian Science practitioner of New York City sends us an interesting account of a case of diphtheria which was promptly reported to the Board of Health, with results which were satisfactory all around.
I PUBLISHED in the last Sentinel a letter from Mrs.
A transaction of much interest to Christian Scientists and religious circles in general has just been consummated in the purchase of the estate at No.
When darkness for a season seemsTo hide the light whose steady beamsAre shining still, though not a rayIs seen, and help seems far away,When loneliness and doubt besetOur faith, and life becomes regret,Then, dear friend, know that in this hourOur God is near, and with His powerHis mighty hand with loving sweepRolls back the memories that weepUntil the "still, small voice" that saidIn olden time, "Be not afraid,"Is heard again, and speaks to thee,"Thou art my child, abide in Me.
Trust in God, and be at rest;Trust Him, what He wills is best;Let no fears your peace molest,Trust in God.
My heart goes out in deepest gratitude to Mrs.
Some weeks ago I had a simple, yet beautiful experience, which was so helpful to me that I gladly share it with the readers of our publications.
City of Mexico, October 13, 1901.
Shepherd, Thou hear'st us when we call to Thee,Tossed on the billows of an angry sea,And from the darkness of a hopeless night,Thou lead'st us gently to Thy glorious Light.
It is about six months since I first received Christian Science treatment through the persuasion of a sister who is a Scientist.
About five years ago I was troubled with dyspepsia, and finally condition became such that my father advised me to see a doctor.
My mother was left an orphan when very young and was brought up with no tender regard, and scarcely an opportunity of obtaining an education.
At our Wednesday evening meeting recently a sweet message was sent to me from a little five-year-old girl.
Christian Science, the Religion of Jesus Christ.