Buoyant spirits, comfort of mind, freedom from care these happinesses we all have, at intervals; but in the spaces between, dear me, the black hours! They have put a curse upon the life of every human being I have ever known, young or old.

I concede not a single exception.

Unless it might be those Scientists just referred to.

They may have been playing a part with me; I hope they were not, and I believe they were not.
Time will test the Science's claim.

If time shall make it good; if time shall prove that the Science can heal the persecuted spirit of man and banish its troubles and keep it serene and sunny and content--why, then Mrs.Eddy will have a monument that will reach above the clouds.