One would have supposed that the toniest of places on which could fall the seeds of such a creed as Christian Science would be the West End of London. The belief that in religious faith is to be found the only cure for physical suffering has been ridiculed by most people, but chief among the scoffers, surely, one would expect to be the aristocracy and wealthy classes of this land, who combine with religious skepticism the power to pay the heaviest of doctor's bills or to take the costliest of cures.

Strange, therefore, is it to record that it is in "society" that Mrs. Eddy's curious faith has made the most substantial progress on this side of the Atlantic, and not amongst the supposedly ignorant and superstitious proletariat. Society has taken to Christian Science, not because of arguments launched in its favor, but because society has seen with its own eyes its miraculous achievements; it has witnessed cures, not of stage invalids and circus-tent weaklings at the hands of clowning charlatans, but of members of its own sets, people actually known to it, by the simple efficacy of faith and prayer.

Christian Science came among us in 1895, when some ten or twelve people met together in a little flat near Baker Street—in the heart of West-End residence-land. When they had increased to about sixteen, the seating capacity of the room was strained to its uttermost, and the services were transferred to the small hall in the Portman Rooms. Another large increase, and it became necessary to take possession of the old Jewish synagogue in Bryanston Street, remodeled into a Christian Science church.

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