As we go in with him the human file is passing yet, quiet restored. She will never see home again. Altogether 1,419 patients were admitted to the city asylums for the insane in 1889, and at the end of the year 4,913 remained in them. There is a constant ominous increase in this class of helpless unfortunates that are thrown on the city's charity. The strain of our hurried, over-worked life has something to do with this.
Poverty has more.
For these are all of the poor. These is a lien, visible or hidden, upon his or her present or future, which too often proves stronger than the best purposes and fairest opportunities of social rehabilitation. There is often tragic interest in the struggles of the ensnared wretches to break away from the meshes spun about them. Very little at best. The flotsam and jetsam are mere shreds and fragments of wasted lives.