A Letter to our Leader

Our Revered Leader:—It is only right that I should faintly express my gratitude for the story your eyes told me last June, when they looked into mine with such unutterable love, and said, "I know all about you." Possibly you remember the day. Four of us stood in the rain to catch a glimpse of you; then as you passed again, came this thought of divine Love, borne by your eyes, changing my whole life. It helps me everywhere, but most at home, and in our jail work. One woman, even you in your busy life will be glad to hear of. Everything that money could do had been faithfully done, to free her from the drink habit,—Keeley cure and various hospitals; she became worse; her husband procured a divorce, and then she fell to a common drunkard; she was serving her second sentence in our county jail, when God gave me the chance to breathe to her a little of the love you gave me; and from the first treatment she has been well: and she and her dear ones—husband, daughter, and son—are learning daily a little more of the beauty of Science.

A Harvard graduate has been released from the same suffering in the same way. Another, who is one of my best helpers in the jail, was addicted to the morphine habit. I could hardly believe my own eyes at the change three days wrought in him. Whenever I meet suffering, and am able to realize the story your eyes told, the suffering is lifted.

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