Dear Mrs. Eddy:—In June of 1902, a friend and myself were on our way to Boston to attend Communion services at The Mother Church. We met on the train a lady from Texas, who was also a Christian Scientist. Soon we were friends, and in the course of the day the lady passed to us her copy of Science and Health, and asked us to read a little clipping which was pasted in the back of the book. It was that brief article of yours, "What Our Leader Says," which was republished by request in the Sentinel of November 12. I had never seen the article and it appealed particularly to me. Several times during the day I borrowed the book, and read and re-read the lines until I had them committed to memory. Many times during the next few days I had occasion to use them. Whenever the erroneous suggestion presented itself I immediately recalled the line which reads, "There is no door through which evil can enter, and no space for evil to fill in a mind filled with goodness," and I endeavored to know that I was clad in the "impervious armor" of good thoughts. The greatest blessings of my life resulted from this Communion service and the subsequent visit to your home in Concord, and I returned home truly speaking the "new tongue" and manifesting such love as I had never before known. The spirit of the little article has since remained with me, although I had seemingly forgotten the letter. Many times I have tried to recall the words, and I was greatly rejoiced when at last they appeared in the Sentinel for the benefit of all. I desire to express my thanks to you for the beautiful thoughts, and to the friends who were instrumental in securing their republication.

With love and deep gratitude.

Anderson, Ind. Olive Knight.

Dear Teacher and Leader:—I hope you will not feel too much bored if I tell you of an experience I have had recently with a patient. He is a young man, thirty-three years of age, the only child "of his mother and she a widow." He is well educated and quite clever with his pencil, also at verse-making, much of his work appearing in magazines, but for many years he has been considered a hopeless inebriate, and for nearly two years he has not earned a dollar. I came to this lovely city in northern New York a little more than a month ago, and both he and his mother asked me to treat him. He had a scirrhus of the liver and kindred troubles brought on by his wrong doing, also the most terrible nervous headaches. When he could endure the headache no longer he would drink himself into oblivion and when he awoke would call on the doctor and have a hypodermic of morphine; and by the time he was through with the headache, the drink, and the morphine, he was a wreck. His mother telephoned me that he had one of his headaches, had not slept at all the night before. I called on my way to church and gave him a treatment. He thought his head felt a little easier. I called on my return and saw at once that the condition was much worse. It was a fierce conflict for hours, and I told his mother before leaving that if the pain returned to let me know and I would come again. At 8 p.m. she telephoned that it had attacked one eye and that he was nearly wild with the pain. I returned at once and worked till the pain was gone and he felt like sleeping. He slept well the entire night, and felt refreshed though he still showed the effects of the fierce battle of the day before. The next day (Tuesday) his mother telephoned me that he had another headache, but not so severe. I soon reached his bedside. About noon he was free. He said that the night before he had the most beautiful dream or vision of God, and awoke with such a sense of the Divine presence as made him feel his base ingratitude to God, and he wept like a child. Then he thought of how he had wronged his poor, dear mother all these years, and the tears came again like a flood. As he lay there, pale of face, his eyes luminous with the light of Spirit, telling me this,—it was like the new birth of a soul,—the unfolding of a pure white flower, and was the holiest experience I ever had with a patient. It is needless to say that the physical trouble of the liver and all others, disappeared, and he arose from his bed a new man. He startled his mother the next night by telling her he should attend the Christian Science meetings, and he has not missed one since. She says he spends all his spare time reading the Bible and Science and Health. His one desire is to take up this work and do for others what has been done for him. I feel that he will be a power for good through Christian Science in this his native city. I have been greatly uplifted by this experience myself and rejoice in Christian Science. With dear love,

October 15, 1904. Ellen.

P. S., November 21.—This patient had been reading works that I endeavored to show him were not helpful but darkening as the little truth they contained was plagiarized from your works, but he could not see but that truth was truth anywhere and helpful, though he preferred Science and Health now. He was not convinced by what I said, and I advised that he ask God to show him the way. I had suggested that he burn these books. The second day following he said he opened his Bible at Jeremiah, 23, 23—32, and as he read verse 30, "Therefore, behold, I am against the prophets, saith the Lord, that steal my words every one from his neighbor," it gave him the light and he destroyed all the false literature he had, also the doctor's prescriptions. That Scripture, it seems to me, meets every case of false literature and successfully disposes of it. You will not be surprised to hear that the young man is doing well himself and is helping others.

As Thanksgiving approaches, I am reminded of one year ago now when I was with you at Pleasant View. I cannot tell you how thankful I am for that blessed experience. It has helped me in more ways than I can enumerate, and has enabled me to help others more effectually than ever before, "which is our reason for existing." Your dear words of loving admonition and inspiration are ever with me, and must bear fruit after their kind.

With heartfelt thanksgiving, your student,

Ellen E. Cross.

New York, November 14, 1904.

My Dear Leader:—Will you please accept this little token of love from one who was healed, ten years ago, while reading your book, "Science and Health with Key to the Scriptures." Hitherto I have felt unworthy to even approach one who had risen to such a spiritual altitude of thought as to be able to produce such a book, and now I simply ask that these carriage boots may bear to you a message of love and thanks, and may they serve to protect your feet from the cold of winter, even as your spiritual thought is protecting my understanding in its passage from sense to Soul. I would also like to tell you how grateful I am for the faithful teaching I have received from one of your loyal students. Trusting that the boots are the right size, I remain,

Lovingly and gratefully yours,

(Miss) Mary E. Pearson.

Cleveland, O., September 22, 1904.

Beloved Leader and Teacher:—I thank you for the words sent through Mr. Kinter's letter, regarding one case of good healign as pleasing to God, etc. They are words of wisdom, as are all your statements. The healing certainly is the foundation of our work. It builds up the churches, creates a demand for teaching, and proves the truth of Christian Science. Better healing will bring better work in every direction. Oh, may we who name the name of Christian Science consecrate ourselves more fully to God, as you have done, and so do His works!

We have a member in Second Church, a little girl twelve years of age, who has done some good healing. She is now treating a case that was said to be totally blind and that could never be healed. The man now sees the sidewalk and the grass, also people passing, and other objects. A tumor on one of his eyes has nearly disappeared. He expects soon to see perfectly. Again thanking you.

Lovingly your student.

Lida W. Fitzpatrick.