It must be noted that the race is not so much in the production of wealth as it is in getting control of it after it has been produced. The production of wealth, in our own country at least, is running in natural and easy channels. Each year sees an abundance rolling into the marts for distribution. Here the struggle begins in earnest, and continues all along the line from producer to the most remote consumer.

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It may seem to the unthoughtful a very simple matter to follow the lines of supply and demand in the distribution of our products, but to him who grapples the subject in earnest it will soon appear in its true light as the most momentous and complex problem any age has offered for solution. It is the problem of the twentieth century. To say that no one has made a direct attempt to solve the problem does not meet the facts. The problem has not yet been plainly propounded to the public mind. Many have given thought to the improvement of the financial system. But this is only a branch of the great problem of distribution. Transportation has been the subject of investigation and legislation. Yet this is only a minor portion of the same great problem of wealth distribution. High tariff, low tariff, free trade and reciprocity between nations have occupied the thought of publicists and states

But these again are only incidents to the real vital problem of distribution. To attack this question by tampering with the tariff, legislating on transportation or money, is about as effective in the solution of the great problem of wealth distribution, as doctoring the leaves of a tree would be in removing worms from the root of it. It is a question with a vital core, and must be assailed centrally. I have pointed my finger at the problem. He that helps in its solution, helps the race, helps life, promotes happiness and serves God.

A Roast.

HAVE been told that in a recent issue of Path

dark-brown roasting. My informant said that she made her article very personal and abusive. I have not seen it, nor do I care to see it.

It seems it was brought out by an answer to a correspondent published in the November issue of THE LIFE, who asked information about Mrs. Post. After giving the information sought, I added:

"Let us now learn and know especially five things:

1. Inordinate greed for money leads to wrong conduct, sorrow and unrelenting desolation.

2. Free-lovism and disregard for all sexual continence and decency will always be followed by the harvest which belongs to them..

3. Deception and misleading claims of personal attention to the sick, while the one who makes such claims never hears of them, but turns the correspondence over to coarse clerks, who know nothing of the Science, is a fraud that cannot subsist long.

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Vituperation, bullyism and abuse never win. 5. Love, Principle, Honesty, Toleration, Purity, Gentleness, Desire to do good, will always win, while their opposites never do. Also, remember that we reap what we sow. There is no escape.'

Now, we cannot help agreeing that these statements are all true and correct in principle. But Mrs. Post seems to have taken it all to mean that she has been guilty of their breach. Well, let us see:

1. On this point I have nothing to say. I will leave those who know Mrs. Post to decide as to her guilt or innocence.

2. In this statement I did not intend to be understood as implying that Mrs. Post has been herself per

sonally guilty of the practice of free-lovism. I never have thought so; the venerable lady is too old for anything of that sort, being now near eighty years of age.

But I have been reliably informed by persons who have been at Seabreeze with her for many months that she did encourage it and counsel it in others. I personally know a man who was there for a long time, a writer for Freedom, and who left a good, plain wife for a younger, handsomer woman. Another young man says he was counseled to do the same, but did not. Both of these and other cases are charged up to Mrs. Post as advising and encouraging it.

3. No healer can take 1000, or even 100, patients at a time and give them personal attention, especially where there are numerous other interests to give attention to. I have been told by many eye-witnesses that it was the regular practice with Mrs. Post to open her letters, take out remittances, mark the envelopes and turn the letters over to clerks to answer by formulas furnished them, without even seeing the names signed to them. Here is a single instance of many that have come to my knowledge:-A man living in Oklahoma City says that he took treatments, as he supposed, of Mrs. Post for three years, paying her over $300, and had letters apparently from her. When they had that convention at Seabreeze some years ago, he went, anxious to meet his dear friend Mrs. Post. But, he says when he got there, to his great surprise and disgust he found that she had never heard of him before. I don't believe such practices to be honest. Do you?

4. As to Mrs. Post's culpability under this statement, I will leave you to decide after you read her furious tirades against the p. o. inspector, Mr. Speer. You remember she called him "pig head," "idiot, etc., and said he did not have brain enough to run a

wheel-barrow. And such personal attacks were common with her. It seems she has not reformed in this regard yet, judging from the recent roastings he is said to have given your humble servant. It doesn't pay. It doesn't hurt the one against whom such attacks are directed, nor help the one uttering them.

5. This is simply true for all of us, and needs no comment. I try to live up to it. I do not believe what an editor of a New Thought magazine recently said to me to be universally true. She said, “I think "I we all write one way and live another. In other words, we are not in private life what we appear to be publicly in our editorials."

Now, I am sure I know one exception to this. I do write what I think and practice. I have had many pupils and patients here in our Home for weeks and months at a time and they will all tell you that I live up to my teaching. I have an incurable habit of telling the truth straight from the right shoulder, utterly regardless of whom it hits. Jesus was that way and made many enemies by it. Some soft, namby-pamby, half-dead people have accused me of criticising. It is on account of their narrow personal views that they condemn and criticise me. I care nothing for personality when I state a principle. If it hits somebody, I can't help it. As Sam Jones says, "When you throw a stone among a lot of dogs, it is slways the hit dog that hollers." But some people can't see anything beyond personality; so they condemn me by their own little light. Read Matt. 12:34 and 23:33. I don't claim to be better than Jesus.

If I have offended Mrs. Post, I am sorry and beg her pardon. I did not intend it. She has always been good to me. I only stated a principle sustained by an example, caring not the snap of my finger by whom the example came. Let us wake up, get alive and see

things as they are and call them by their right name. I am sick of hypocricy, pretense and toadyism. Be true to yourself. Toadies are not.

"This above all-to thine own self be true; And it must follow, as the night the day, Thou canst not then be false to any man."

-Shak.

Later: I have seen the article referred to above; Mrs. Post sent it to Mrs. Barton. I wish to refer to but one point in it. Mrs. Post accuses me of being secretly glad that she got into trouble with the P. O. Dept. She never made a worse guess in her life. I sincerely deplored the occurrence and have always earnestly hoped she would win out; for I believe the punishment was carried to such an extreme as to become persecution. We have offered Mrs. Post space in THE LIFE for an article.

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HEN the animals got together to condemn a bird of paradise, “Can you mew?'' said the cat. "Can you quack?" said the duck. "Can you crow?" said the cock. "Can you bleat?" said the sheep. "Can you bray?" said the ass. "Can you croak?" said the frog. "Can you grunt?" said the pig. "Can you caw?" said the crow.

The bird said, "I cannot do any of these, but I sing the songs God made me to sing, the songs nature tuned up in my throat for joyful utterance."

Then the animals unanimously voted that the bird was no good and departed in disgust. Have you seen people like these?

A lady in New Hampshire writes: "Mother wishes me to say to you that her eyes have never lost what they gained under your treatment about eight years ago. The failing of her eyesight stopped right there."