It Is Only After One Is In

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.

How Can A Doctor Judge A Woman's Sanity By Merely Bidding Her Good Morning And Refusing To Hear Her Pleas For Release? Even The Sick Ones Know It Is Useless To Say Anything, For The Answer Will Be That It Is Their Imagination.

The Insane Asylum On Blackwell’s Island Is A Human Rat-trap. It Is Easy To Get In, But Once There It Is Impossible To Get Out.

They Were Being Driven To A Prison, Through No Fault Of Their Own, In All Probability For Life. In Comparison, How Much Easier It Would Be To Walk To The Gallows Than To This Tomb Of Living Horrors!

I Was Too Impatient To Work At The Usual Duties Assigned Women On Newspapers.