Oh! How I have neglected the Book Club!
Yesterday, I had cause to check up on Jerry, Mrs. Eddy's
carriage horse (one of them), so found him on the blog (See post dated 17 October 2015.) Do you remember his story? I think we could stand a repeat -
“On one occasion a different horse than usual was harnessed
to her carriage. 'Where is Jerry?' asked
Mrs. Eddy. 'Jerry is lame,' was the
reply. 'Put Jerry in the harness,' said
Mrs. Eddy. The coachman obeyed, and
soon the carriage came up the driveway, with Jerry in the harness, limping at
each step. 'Jerry,' said Mrs. Eddy,
'mind your own business,' and Jerry stopped limping” (p. 585, note 9, Mary Baker Eddy: Christian Healer,
expanded edition).
While hunting for that quote in the biographies, I came up
with another interesting quote about horses from John Salchow's reminiscences
about Mrs. Eddy's horses, “It is true that they wore blinders and a checkrein,
but in those days it was felt that a horse kept his mind on his business better with blinders on and was
therefore easier to drive” (p. 386, We Knew Mary Baker Eddy, expanded
Vol. 1).
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Now a few words about The Life of Mary Baker Eddy by
Sybil Wilbur.
The author had quite a clear understanding of Christian
Science when she wrote the book. She must
have been a good student. I think I am
right in saying that she had Class Instruction after that writing.
It confuses me somewhat as to whether she is reconstructing
an event exactly or using her story-telling skills to make an more interesting
story.
Now, I have read Mrs. Eddy's Retrospection and
Introspection in which she tells of her experience of hearing her name
mysteriously called many times. At these
times she says she was in the presence of her grandmother. All of those readings have left the
grandmother as a passive by-stander for me. But on reading about it this time, I recalled my daughters and their
influence on their grandchildren at this time, and realised that this was no
passive grandmother. I can imagine the
happy and productive times they had.
There is a paragraph on page 47 which talks to me of
Shostakovich and his Symphony about the Siege of Leningrad, the 7th
Symphony. A biography of the man gives a
vivid description of these terrible times in the history of Russia during the second
World War. (I am sorry I cannot quote
the book's name or author.) Although I
have never heard the music, that paragraph evoked, for me, something of the
pathos of those terrible times.
Perhaps a little fanciful of Miss Wilbur in relating Mrs. Eddy's
life to music and its effects?
On page 162 I found the phrase 'years of trial.' Interesting that Robert Peel used that phrase
in the title of the second of his trilogy, i.e. Mary Baker Eddy:Years of Trial. Although, for Peel, it is the second phase of
the life, while Wilbur is referring to the earlier period, dubbed by Peel as
the Years of Discovery.
There is history in this book which I think is not recorded
in any of the other biographies of Mrs. Eddy. For instance on pages 162/3 about early students and the hazards of
mesmerism.
On page 268 we see this, “...the deadliest poison is a
secretion engendered by the working of hatred.”
And on page 355, it is pleasing to find the phrase “the
betterment of humanity.” It is echoed in
the Mary Baker Eddy Library for the Betterment of Humanity, that wonderful
facility in Boston where we can to for information about Mrs. Eddy, her
writings, and her life.
I am indebted to Wikipedia for this description of the
Library:
The Mary Baker Eddy Library is a research
library, museum, and repository for the papers of Mary Baker Eddy, the founder of Christian Science.
The library is
located on the Christian Science Center, Massachusetts Avenue, Boston, Massachusetts, and housed in a portion of the 11-story
structure originally built for the Christian Science Publishing Society. While the library holds the archive for
the letters and manuscripts of Mary Baker Eddy, it contains other exhibits,
including the Mapparium, a three-story stained-glass globe that allows
visitors to stand inside a globe depicting the world of 1934.
My “few words”
have finished up quote a few, I notice.
Joyce Voysey