"The reader of _Science and Health_ with _Key to the Scriptures_, shall commence by announcing the full title of this book, with the name of the author, and afterwards repeat at each reading its abbreviated title." Directions followed regarding classes in "Christian Science"--the number of pupils each teacher might instruct, and the annual number of classes--all to be taught "from the Christian Science text-book." Thus "Mother" Eddy's edict of 1895, abolishing pulpiteers "in Science," while it redounded widely to her own glory, piously amplified, also, the proceeds of her "precious volume," _Science and Health_. But to the innocent lambkins of her church, she said: "Teaching Christian Science shall be no question of money, but of morals and uplifting the race." So that lovely bird, the ostrich, still buries her head in the sand, but leaves out much that ornaments the landscape. In a rounded corner of the First Church Scientist, but conspicuous from the main passage, is a little apartment celebrated as "The Mother's Room." There is no use of mentioning the Mother Church "in Science," without dwelling on "The Mother's Room." It is never done, especially by any "Scientist." The Church is holy, throughout; but that room is the demonstrated environment of Immortal Mind. The entrance to "The Mother's Room" is through a white-marble arch, lustrous to behold. Over the door, cut into the marble, is the inscription, "LOVE." It is not "love of money," or "love of flattery," but just "LOVE." On the floor of the entrance we read in mosaic: "Mother's Room. The children's offering"--which signifies that Mother Eddy knows how to attract the pennies of little Scientists as well as the dollars of her larger infants. As you enter the room, you tread on white-marble mosaic, sprayed with figs and fig-leaves, and you feel an emanation of pale green and old rose. If you know your business, you are struck with awe on being in this holy-of-holies. On your right is a mantel of white Italian marble and gold, with an open fireplace, wherein to throw all your mortal thoughts, that they may be consumed. Opposite the mantel on your left, is a rather large painting, set back in the wall, but well lighted by electricity and divine science. It shows the sacred chair in which Mrs. Eddy sat when she wrote _Science and Health_. The chair is empty--as typical, perhaps, of her departure from Boston when she closed her "Metaphysical College." As Mrs. Eddy has no need of a table when she writes, but can perform miracles of literature on a pad, the picture shows this phenomenon. Sheets of her manuscript are scattered on the floor, illustrating the logical chaos which fills them.