  The frequent public allegement that I am “sick, unable [25] to speak a loud word,” or that I died of palsy, and am dead,—is but another evidence of the falsehoods kept constantly before the public. While I accord these evil-mongers due credit for their desire, let me say to you, dear reader: Call at the [1] Massachusetts Metaphysical College, in 1889, and judge for yourself whether I can talk—and laugh too! I never was in better health. I have had but four days' vacation for the past year, and am about to com- [5] mence a large class in Christian Science. Lecturing, writing, preaching, teaching, etc., give fair proof that my shadow is not growing less; and substance is taking larger proportions. |
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