Could I Pass A Week In The

'very Well,' I Said Angrily, 'start The Man, And I'll Start The Same Day For Some Other Newspaper And Beat Him.'

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

Never Having Failed, I Could Not Picture What Failure Meant.

On The Wagon Sped, And I, As Well As My Comrades, Gave A Despairing Farewell Glance At Freedom As We Came In Sight Of The Long Stone Buildings.

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.