the desk before me, for the Primary class in the Massa-
chusetts Metaphysical College, and I cannot do my best [25]
work for a class which contains that number. When
these were taught, another and a larger number would
be in waiting for the same class instruction; and if I
should teach that Primary class, the other three classes--
one Primary and two Normal--would be delayed. [30]
The work is more than one person can well accomplish,
and the imperative call is for my exclusive teaching.

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From the scant history of Jesus and of his disciples, [1]
we have no Biblical authority for a public institution.
This point, however, had not impressed me when I opened
my College. I desire to revise my book "Science and
Health with Key to the Scriptures," and in order to do [5]
this I must stop teaching at present. The work that
needs to be done, and which God calls me to outside
of College work, if left undone might hinder the progress
of our Cause more than my teaching would advance it:
therefore I leave all for Christ. [10]

Deeply regretting the disappointment this will occa-
sion, and with grateful acknowledgments to the public
for its liberal patronage, I close my College.

MARY BAKER G. EDDY

Malicious Reports

_Truth is fallen in the street, and equity cannot enter._--ISAIAH lix. 14.

When the press is gagged, liberty is besieged; but
when the press assumes the liberty to lie, it discounts
clemency, mocks morality, outrages humanity, breaks
common law, gives impulse to violence, envy, and hate, [20]
and prolongs the reign of inordinate, unprincipled clans.
At this period, 1888, those quill-drivers whose consciences
are in their pockets hold high carnival. When news-
dealers shout for class legislation, and decapitated reputa-
tions, headless trunks, and quivering hearts are held up [25]
before the rabble in exchange for money, place, and
power, the _vox populi_ is suffocated, individual rights
are trodden under foot, and the car of the modern In-
quisition rolls along the streets besmeared with blood.

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Would not our Master say to the chief actors in scenes [1]
like these, "Ye fools and blind!" Oh, tardy human
justice! would you take away even woman's trembling,
clinging faith in divine power? Who can roll away the
stone from the door of this sepulchre? Who--but God's [5]
avenging angel!

In times like these it were well to lift the veil on the
sackcloth of home, where wee