President Mary Baker G. Eddy and her faculty, which, when it did not consist of herself alone, included her third husband and adopted son, do not seem to have needed a bargain counter for marked down educations. Marked up educations in Christian Science were the ones that sold best, as Mrs. Eddy wisely foresaw. So, after only a couple of years of the God-established rate of three hundred dollars for twelve lessons, Mrs. Eddy and her learned faculty concluded to set aside God’s judgment and raise the rates. They thriftily, and “shrinkingly,” of course, resolved that three hundred dollars for so many as _twelve_ lessons, although advised by God, was in truth not a fair “financial equivalent for an impartation of a knowledge of that divine power which heals,” and in the _Christian Science Journal_ for December, 1888, twenty-two years after God had, as she says, _freely_ revealed it to her, Mrs. Eddy published the following notice: “Having reached a place in teaching where my students in Christian Science are taught more during seven lessons in the primary class than they were formerly in twelve, and taught all that is profitable at one time, hereafter the primary class will include seven lessons only. As this number of lessons is of more value than twice this number in times past, no change is made in the price of tuition, _three hundred dollars_. Mary Baker G. Eddy.” _Three hundred dollars_ for _seven lessons_, _forty-two dollars per lesson_, from each person in the _primary class_ of _unalloyed humbug_, by a _rank impostor!_ Over two thousand dollars for each single lesson to classes of fifty, and thousands of people living in the most enlightened portion of the world, in the latter part of the nineteenth century, willing to pay it! Verily there is ground for humbleness of spirit in such a display of credulity, not to say imbecility, or, as Mark Twain would say, _asininity_, in this so-called enlightened age! Does not, in all sincerity, I ask, does not Mrs. Eddy’s “shrinking” suggest in an impressive and beautiful way the chaste hesitancy of the hungry pig as he scrambles on all fours into the replenished trough!