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and incapable of self-control. Here, sat an elderly woman, kind looking and with a pleasant smile on her face, looking more like a neat housewife than an inmate of an insane asylum. As I talked to one of the attendants at another time in the violent insane ward, another insane woman crept up behind me and peered over my shoulder as I made notes of the attendants' conversation.

Happening to turn my head, I looked into the glaring, glassy eyes of this frightful being, and I confess I did not feel exactly at home. As soon as I could with courtesy to my informant, I withdrew away from the thief-like, violent, wickid attidue of this demented woman. The attendants (40 in no.) are all courteous and obliging and deal very gently with their charges. Whenever the women attendants spoke to the in-