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who have been healed, reformed, and blessed the book any arrangement of words on those

subjects. But this statement is contradicted a Christian Scientists shrink from criticizing thousand times, as I might show by many persons, and will be glad to hear from Mr. quotations. Wells that his attempted jest was not about If it is not the absolute and unqualified God; but as the verses appeared in the depart- teaching of Christian Science that there is no ment of The CENTURY entitled “In Lighter matter, no sin, and no pain, but only an empty Vein,” as the verses themselves certainly had mirage of these things, Christian Science has a humorous turn, and as the name of God no teaching at all. Probably there are not appeared in almost every one of his eleven twenty pages out of the “text-book's " seven verses, it must be conceded that the charge hundred that do not explicitly deny the real was not unfounded.

existence of matter, sin, and pain. W. D. McCrackan. It would indeed, as your correspondent says,

be a matter for joy, not for jesting, if a sovereign REJOINDER BY MR. WELLS

remedy for sin and sickness had been disMy verses are not a “jest about God," they are covered; but when a set of solemn teachers a jest about Christian Science; and the terms shut their eyes and bid us be at ease regarding are not synonymous, at least in my mind. these evils because they do not see them,

To be sure, Mrs. Eddy does say (“Science sober and sensible folk are inclined to think and Health,” page 480, line 19), “Man is not that a jest has been perpetrated, and not by God, and God is not man." One can find in themselves.

Amos R. Wells.

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“Then there are two penalties ! ” The Hospital Fair

“ What 's the other?" (E had nearly made the round of the tables, “The price. And two against one is no fair."

She laughed again. when he came in, though of course that was a “It 's hospital fair," she retorted. detail. He owned a large pincushion, a nut- "Hospital fare is n't good." cake, a packet of colored tissue shaving-paper, “It is at our hospital. – A housewife, did you a three-pound box of fudge at a dollar a pound, say?” She turned swiftly to a new customer, a hand-painted wall-calendar, a cardboard a portly lady in purple. “Yes, we have them. scrap-basket tied with ribbons, an embroi- Here 's a pretty one at two dollars and a quardered tobacco-pouch, and a huge bunch of ter. Oh, yes, I can make change. Thank roses. And he was trying to carry all these you." things, for they don't “send” at a hospital “They did n't make change at the other fair. Her table was nearly the last in the line, tables," he said, as she returned. and she laughed outright when she saw him. You mean they would n't.”

“Hallo!” he said, his eyes brightening as “They said they could n't.” he came up to her. “Where is your mega- “They meant they should n't.” phone?"

Let me put these things down,” he begged. “Oh, I don't spiel,” she laughed. “I leave “Will you take them up again by and by?” that for the girls at the other tables.”

“All but the roses. They ’re for you.” “They know the art,” he said ruefully. “It's “Oh, thank you. But you 'll take the other done in better form than it is on the Midways, things?” but just as effectively.”

“If I don't forget.” “I should judge so," she returned, with a “I'll remind you." survey of his laden arms.

“Thanks.” He deposited his burden behind “May n't I drop this armful behind your table the table. “What do you sell ?” and leave it there?” he pleaded. “You won't “Sewing-things. Housewives, for instance." have to tell."

“I thought housewives were out of date.” She shook her head. “Everything bought “They ’re coming in again.” has to be carried away. It's the penalty for “Are all these at two dollars and a quarbuying.”

ter?"

some minds an air of sentimentalism per- That there is much discontent with work vades the whole labor problem, as though among the so-called middle classes in the millennium only waited upon large America is due in large part to the pamwages and short hours. The old-time love pering of children, to the supplying of their for one's work and the old-time pride in it natural and artificial wants, and to the as one's best reason for existence have yet sentimental idea that “their day of toil will to find any wide-spread and active propa- come soon enough.” In general, work is ganda in the conventions of labor. So far not a curse, but a blessing-a positive as we have observed, no labor leader has means of grace. One can hardly begin taken upon himself the conservative office too early to impress upon children lessons of preaching to his followers the virtue of of self-help by tasks appropriate to their good work well done, not only as a duty to age and forces, and to beget in them scorn the employer, but as a service and inspira- of idleness and of dependence on others. tion to the workingman himself. The theo- To do this is to make them happy through ries even of those who lead most wisely aim the self-respect that comes with the realiat the elevation of the individual throughzation of power, and thus to approximate the class rather than the reverse. The gen- Tennyson's goal of man: "Self-reverence, eral trend of the workingman seems to be

be self-knowledge, self-control." away from hard work and good work. It One consideration that is making our is time that there was less preaching of people impatient of hard work is the exrights and more of duties. Perhaps it ample of quickly made riches through the would be easier to get the rights by a little semi-gambling activities. Men whose famore conscientious devotion to the duties. thers would have died rather than live on

As a matter of fact, and not of theory, bread they had not earned find themselves no man can do a worse service to an- willing to be taken care of, by the governother, whether rich or poor, than to de- ment perhaps, or by “the party," or by their prive him of the absolutely healthful joy more fortunate or industrious relatives. which there is in hard work. Woe to him Such drones know nothing of the satisfacwho does not like his daily work; for if one tion of him who “scorns delights and lives cannot have the work he likes, he would laborious days,” who can hold his head better learn to like the work he has. Polo- high and say he has earned his right to nius was right:

live, and whose death is thus not a debt “No profit comes where is no pleasure ta'en.” paid to nature, for he owes her nothing.

OPEN LETTERS

Verses of Amos R. Wells 1

not man.” It is not the teaching of Christian Science that "there is no matter," "there is

no sin,” and “there is no pain,” unless these jesting verses, but criticism of Christian statements are qualified by the understanding Science is pushed to strange shifts and does that such statements refer to the real universe not hesitate to commit even so great a breach. and the real man, created and controlled by These verses that try to jest about God per- God, whom the Founder of Christianity devert the teachings of Christian Science and clared to be “Spirit" (St. John iv. 24). are capable of deceiving the ignorant who may The nature of God and man and the unidesire to know. It is not the teaching of Chris- verse is not a joke. Sin and pain are not amustian Science that “God is I, and I am God”; ing, but if a method of destroying both has on the contrary, the Christian Science text- been discovered which explains their nature as book, “Science and Health, with Key to the metaphysically unreal, that is, indeed, a cause Scriptures,” by Mary Baker G. Eddy, states for great joy, praise, and thanksgiving, and categorically: “Man is not God, and God is evokes love and gratitude from the thousands

1“The Wanderings of a Bewildered Soul in the Mazes of Christian Science,” in the July Century.

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who have been healed, reformed, and blessed the book any arrangement of words on those by it.

subjects. But this statement is contradicted a Christian Scientists shrink from criticizing thousand times, as I might show by many persons, and will be glad to hear from Mr. quotations. Wells that his attempted jest was not about If it is not the absolute and unqualified God; but as the verses appeared in the depart- teaching of Christian Science that there is no ment of THE CENTURY entitled “In Lighter matter, no sin, and no pain, but only an empty Vein,” as the verses themselves certainly had mirage of these things, Christian Science has a humorous turn, and as the name of God no teaching at all. Probably there are not appeared in almost every one of his eleven twenty pages out of the "text-book's " seven verses, it must be conceded that the charge hundred that do not explicitly deny the real was not unfounded.

existence of matter, sin, and pain. W. D. McCrackan. It would indeed, as your correspondent says,

be a matter for joy, not for jesting, if a sovereign REJOINDER BY MR. WELLS

remedy for sin and sickness had been disMy verses are not a “jest about God,” they are covered; but when a set of solemn teachers a jest about Christian Science; and the terms shut their eyes and bid us be at ease regarding are not synonymous, at least in my mind. these evils because they do not see them,

To be sure, Mrs. Eddy does say (“Science sober and sensible folk are inclined to think and Health,” page 480, line 19), “Man is not that a jest has been perpetrated, and not by God, and God is not man.” One can find in themselves.

Amos R. Wells.

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“The price. And two against one is no fair.” andwas fifteenortwenty dollars poorer than She laughed again. when he came in, though of course that was a “It 's hospital fair," she retorted. detail. He owned a large pincushion, a nut- “Hospital fare is n't good.” cake, a packet of colored tissue shaving-paper, "It is at our hospital. - A housewife, did you a three-pound box of fudge at a dollar a pound, say?” She turned swiftly to a new customer, a hand-painted wall-calendar, a cardboard a portly lady in purple. “Yes, we have them. scrap-basket tied with ribbons, an embroi- Here is a pretty one at two dollars and a quardered tobacco-pouch, and a huge bunch of ter. Oh, yes, I can make change. Thank roses. And he was trying to carry all these you." things, for they don't “send” at a hospital “They did n't make change at the other fair. Her table was nearly the last in the line, tables,” he said, as she returned. and she laughed outright when she saw him. “You mean they would n't.”

“Hallo!” he said, his eyes brightening as “They said they could n’t.” he came up to her. “Where 's your mega- “They meant they should n't.” phone?”

“Let me put these things down,” he begged. “Oh, I don't spiel,” she laughed. “I leave “Will you take them up again by and by?that for the girls at the other tables.”

"All but the roses. They ’re for you." “They know the art,” he said ruefully. “It's “Oh, thank you. But you 'll take the other done in better form than it is on the Midways, things?” but just as effectively."

“If I don't forget.” “I should judge so," she returned, with a “I'll remind you.” survey of his laden arms.

“Thanks." He deposited his burden behind “May n't I drop this armful behind your table the table. “What do you sell ?” and leave it there?” he pleaded. “You won't “Sewing-things. Housewives, for instance." have to tell."

“I thought housewives were out of date." She shook her head. “Everything bought “They 're coming in again.” has to be carried away. It 's the penalty for “Are all these at two dollars and a quarbuying."

ter?"

"Yes."

Her glance meant mischief. "Does the price go to the hospital?" she asked.

He was taken aback. "Well, no," he said. "Not in this case."

"Where does it go, then?" "To the housewife."

"That 's against the rules."
"Against what rules?"
"Against the rules of the fair."

"It 's not against the rights of the fair."

"Now you 're punning," she said.

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'May I have it?" he pleaded. There was a light in his eyes.

"Have what?"

"I've told you already."

She did not deny this. There was a light in her eyes too.

"There's another customer," she said. "Never mind the customer. Tell me." "But I can't neglect customers. How would the hospital fare?"

"I'm more interested in how I fare at the hospital fair."

"Well," she whispered, as she flashed away, "possibly I might sometime let you have one a little-dearer-even than the ones they sell at a hospital fair." Edwin Asa Dix.

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"Oh, no. There are several over two dollars and a quarter."

"I need one at some price," he said. "Laundries are poor hands at mending."

She picked up one in colored floss.
"This is three dollars and a half."
"I want something dearer than that."
She glanced at him.

46 'Well, here 's one at five dollars."
"Dearer still." His eyes were fixed on her
face. She felt it flush brilliantly.

"This at six dollars is the most expensive I 've got."

"I want to pay more."

"How much?" It was an incautious question, and she knew it instantly.

"All my worldly goods,'" he quoted solemnly.

"I must leave you," she suddenly said. "Those people want to buy something."

"I'll wait," he said.

She was a long time with the new customers. Then she did not come back to his end of the table. He went over to hers.

"Are n't the rooms lovely?" she said.

"I want one from this table," he persisted. "One what?"

"One housewife."

"At the price you named?"

EWARDI BLAISDELL

Drawn by E. Warde Blaisdell

TROUBLE AT THE SLOTHS'

TOUCAN: What's the matter, Sam? You look nettled.
SLOTH: I am. This is my wife's cleaning day, and she's got the whole household turned upside down.

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