Article May 18, 1935 Issue

Shadows

[Written Especially for Young People]

RUTH IRENE STAFFORD

One evening, after what had seemed a long and trying day, a young student of Christian Science went wearily to bed. Although she had tried hard to reflect the one Mind and hold the perfect image of God in her thought, everything seemed to have gone wrong. Other members of her family, opposed to what they thought Christian Science to be, had hurled ridicule at her. At last error seemed to gain control and she, too, said things she thought were justified under the circumstances.

As she lay in bed, hatred and resentment filled her thought. In a surge of self-pity, she wondered how anyone could be so rude and unkind. Did she not have all she could stand during work hours without coming home to a house full of cross people?

It was still early, and she gazed at a ray of light from the street which shone through the window across the dressing table. Looking more closely, she noticed that all the articles lying on it looked out of shape. The mirror hanging above seemed oblong rather than square, one side appearing to be raised above the other. The lamps and smaller articles were lopsided and threw grotesque shadows across the beam of light. The wind blew the curtains to and fro, making queer little designs on the wall. Even the shadow of the telephone pole outside the window seemed like a huge crooked bar across the room.

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