A young
man, the son of a Scientist, but who was not interested in Science himself, fell from an excursion train while it was yet in motion, landing on his head and becoming unconscious for a time.
I have
heard many Scientists, and some whose life and work I have an admiration for, say in a tone that expressed more perhaps than was intended, that they never read the newspapers.
Medical
men have now begun to affirm, what the Mental Healers and the Christian Scientists have long since claimed, that anger is as injurious to the body of the man who gives way to it as a poison would be.
Do we not ask amiss when we look wholly to the healing of the body not searching in the thought to find out the cause of the discord, and then striving to cast out the thought of error that holds the body in bondage?
