Is it possible for any decent person, man or woman, to peruse this book and then acknowledge himself or herself a disciple of Mary Baker G. Eddy? Is it conceivable that any sane man or woman, with full knowledge of the facts of her life, can honestly profess belief in her disgusting imposture? Can any one who feels, as I do, that Jesus is the common glory of all who bear a human heart, without resentment and without anger witness the endeavor of this vulgar creature to place herself by His side? Can any devout Christian have any other feeling than one of abhorrence for the blasphemous woman and the bunco game she dares to say is “authorized by Christ”? If I have made good, if I have accomplished what I set out to accomplish, I ask every man and every woman who reads this book to lose no opportunity to show this hateful thing, miscalled Christian Science, in its true light to those with whom they come in contact. Let it have no quarter. Hit it every time you have a chance and hit it as hard as you can. It is not entitled to respectful treatment. Nothing is more _impossible_ than to love Jesus, even a little, and to have the slightest, the very _slightest_, tolerance for Mrs. Eddy and her frauds. A Christian Science speaker recently, in a suburb of Boston, in concluding an address exhorted her hearers to “follow Mrs. Eddy, as Mrs. Eddy follows the Saviour.” Not follow the Saviour, but follow Mrs. Eddy in Mrs. Eddy’s way of following the Saviour. As Mrs. Eddy follows the Saviour.