It is just as well to remember that the spread of Christian Science from the day, some forty years ago, when there was one Christian Scientist in the world, a delicate and lonely woman without material resources of any kind in an obscure American village, to this day, when it is able to count its hundreds of churches and its hundreds of thousands of adherents in all parts of the world, is a thing unparalleled in history.
Some
months ago it was my great privilege to visit our headquarters in Boston and, upon the invitation of one of the workers, to look over the publishing plant.
The
writer and family are the only students of Christian Science in a small village, and we seldom meet other Scientists, except when business calls us away from home and we can sometimes go to a Christian Science service or a lecture.
The following letters, which have come to the Publishing Society from a correspondent, were written by men who are at the present time confined in prison, and show the welcome which awaits our literature in such institutions:—
