On The Wagon Sped, And I, As

I Had Never Been Near Insane Persons Before In My Life, And Had Not The Faintest Idea Of What Their Actions Were Like

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

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.

I Took Upon Myself To Enact The Part Of A Poor, Unfortunate Crazy Girl, And Felt It My Duty Not To Shirk Any Of The Disagreeable Results That Should Follow.

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!