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sion proves tlieir nothingness. These are but troubled dreams of 

 the darkened soul, and to rise above them is to wake from a cata- 

 leptic nightmare to see the stars shining on the hills. 



" ' "When troubled by a horrible dream, my dear, one has only 

 to say, "This is a Dream; I will awaken." Then the stars will 

 shine through the open window and the hideous vision will dis- 

 appear. 



" ' So in afflictions of disease and dread and death, one must 

 say, " This is a Dream." Then it becomes a dream, and we rise 

 above it into an atmosphere of Perfect Serenity. 



"'To the material sense, dear,' continued the president, 'to 

 cut the jugular vein takes away life. But in ISTeministic Science 

 Life goes on unchanged, mounting ever and ever to higher reaches, 

 because there is no jugular vein, and Matter can not make its mark 

 on Mind. 



" ' The Barometer, that little prophet of storm and sunshine, 

 can not be deceived by testimony of the senses. It points to fair 

 weather in the midst of the unreal apparition of murky clouds and 

 threatening rain. Thus does feministic Science, the perfect cul- 

 mination of Mentiphysics, point to the changeless Health and Hap- 

 piness of the Enlightened Man whatever material science may have 

 to say about the condition of his members. Man is made in the 

 image of perfection, therefore failure and imperfection can never 

 assail him. As well expect to gather peaches from a pine tree as 

 to gather discord from the Concord of Being.' 



" Then she gave me a card: 



" ' N. jST. N. The Equipollence of the Stars above and of the 

 Mind below shows the awful unreality of Evil. Nihil nemini nocet.' 



" After the usual parting ceremony I returned to my room, 

 well convinced of the unreality of Boston, and doubting whether 

 I should ever again find my own Alcalde. I feared lest some fur- 

 ther precept might arise by which Alcalde could not exist. 



" In the fifth lesson the president informed me that I was 

 now in the second degree, or Normal Plane. We were ready for 

 the first glimpse into the full, rounded perfection of IsTeministie 

 Healing. 



" ' To cure men of all ills whatsoever, we have only to show 

 them the stars. "When we waken in the night, only the sight of 

 the stars can tell us we are awake. "When we are awake all dreams 

 must vanish, and all is dream which breaks the serenity of the 

 mind or checks the perfect perspicacity of being. We need not 

 deal with the body, for the body docs not exist. It is dull, heavy, 

 and aching, because it is the dead Eesiduum of Dream. When 

 we forget it, it is no longer there. Then and not till then can you 



