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It Is Only After One Is In Trouble That One Realizes How Little Sympathy And Kindness There Are In The World.

I Always Had A Desire To Know Asylum Life More Thoroughly - A Desire To Be Convinced That The Most Helpless Of God's Creatures, The Insane, Were Cared For Kindly And Properly.

I Had Looked Forward So Eagerly To Leaving The Horrible Place, Yet When My Release Came And I Knew That God's Sunlight Was To Be Free For Me Again, There Was A Certain Pain In Leaving

I Had, Toward The Last, Been Shut Off From All Visitors, And So When The Lawyer, Peter A. Hendricks, Came And Told Me That Friends Of Mine Were Willing To Take Charge Of Me If I Would Rather Be With Them Than In The Asylum, I Was Only Too Glad To Give My Consent

In Our Short Walks We Passed The Kitchen Where Food Was Prepared For The Nurses And Doctors. There We Got Glimpses Of Melons And Grapes And All Kinds Of Fruits, Beautiful White Bread And Nice Meats, And The Hungry Feeling Would Be Increased Tenfold.