And it is not as a human being that her subjects worship her, but as a supernatural one, a divine one, one who has comradeship with God, and speaks by His voice.
Mrs.Eddy has herself created all these personal grandeurs and autocracies--with others which I have not (in this article) mentioned.
They place her upon an Alpine solitude and supremacy of power and spectacular show not hitherto attained by any other self-seeking enslaver disguised in the Christian name, and they persuade me that, although she may regard "self-deification as blasphemous," she is as fond of it as I am of pie.
She knows about "Our Mother's Room" in the Supreme Church in Boston--above referred to--for she has been in it.

In a recently published North American Review article, I quoted a lady as saying Mrs.
Eddy's portrait could be seen there in a shrine, lit by always-burning lights, and that C.S.disciples came and worshiped it.

That remark hurt the feelings of more than one Scientist.

They said it was not true, and asked me to correct it.

I comply with pleasure.