g against God.

The diviner claim and means for upbuilding the Church [25]
of Christ were prospered. Our title to God's acres will
be safe and sound--when we can "read our title clear"
to heavenly mansions. Built on the rock, our church
will stand the storms of ages: though the material super-
structure should crumble into dust, the fittest would sur- [30]
vive,--the spiritual idea would live, a perpetual type of
the divine Principle it reflects.

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The First Church of Christ, Scientist, our prayer in [1]
stone, will be the prophecy fulfilled, the monument up-
reared, of Christian Science. It will speak to you of the
Mother, and of your hearts' offering to her through whom
was revealed to you God's all-power, all-presence, and [5]
all-science. This building begun, will go up, and no one
can suffer from it, for no one can resist the power that
is behind it; and against this church temple "the gates
of hell" cannot prevail.

All loyal Christian Scientists hail with joy this pro- [10]
posed type of universal Love; not so, however, with
error, which hates the bonds and methods of Truth, and
shudders at the freedom, might, and majesty of Spirit,
--even the annihilating law of Love.

I vindicate both the law of God and the laws of our [15]
land. I believe,--yea, I understand,--that with the
spirit of Christ actuating all the parties concerned about
the legal quibble, it can easily be corrected to the satis-
faction of all. Let this be speedily done. Do not, I im-
plore you, stain the early history of Christian Science by [20]
the impulses of human will and pride; but let the divine
will and the nobility of human meekness rule this busi-
ness transaction, in obedience to the law of Love and the
laws of our land.

As the ambassador of Christ's teachings, I admonish [25]
you: Delay not longer to commence building our church
in Boston; or else return every dollar that you yourselves
declare you have had no legal authority for obtaining, to
the several contributors,--and let them, not you, say
what shall be done with their money. [30]

Of our first church in Boston, O recording angel!
write: God is in the midst of her: how beautiful are her

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feet! how beautiful are her garments! how hath He en- [1]
larged her borders! how hath He made her wildernesses
to bud and blossom as the rose!

With love,
MARY BAKER EDDY

To Donors Of Boat, From Toronto, Canada.

Written on receipt of a