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LIFE OF MARY BAKER G. EDDY AND

and Husband," in which she expressed confidence in their blessed state and in her own future.

In this dialogue the mother, Abigail Baker, asks of Mr. Eddy:

Bearest them no tidings from our loved on earth,
The toiler tireless for Truth's new birth,
All unbeguiled?
Our joy is gathered from her parting sigh:
This hour looks on her heart with pitying eye,—
What of my child?

To this Mr. Eddy replies:

When severed by death's dream, I woke to life:
She deemed I died, and could not hear my strife
At first to fill
That waking with a love that steady turns
To God; a hope that ever upward yearns,
Bowed to his will.
 
Years had passed o'er thy broken household band
When angels beckoned me to this bright land,
With thee to meet.
She that has wept o'er me, kissed thy cold brow,
Rears the sad marble to our memory now
In lone retreat.
 
By the remembrance of her earthly life,
And parting prayer, I only know my wife,
Thy child, shall come,—
Where farewells cloud not o'er our ransomed rest,—
Hither to reap, with all the crowned and blest,
Of bliss the sum.

Many of Mrs. Eddy's students, as well as Mrs. Eddy herself, disregarded the evidence of the autopsy, and believed that Mr. Eddy had died from mesmeric poison rather than from a disease of the heart. Every new movement has its extremists, and