The Durham daily globe. (Durham, N.C.) 1889-1894, 1891-08-08
THE INSANE LECTURE
What Colonel Vann Says About
Campbell'S Bout.
The Choice Eggs as They We're Flung
Around.
COLONEL BILL MAYNoR's FIRST TALK
How He Fell Down in His SprawIing Way
as the Eggs Came and the Au-
dience Collapsed.
Insanity, as she was and is"

| "InSanlty, as she was and is.
This was the subject Of lecture, de-
livered at the Stokes Opera House last
night, by that eminent specialist, Pro
fessor Campbell, late of the Bellevieu
medical school, but now Of US. 'Twould
be superf1uous to say that the professor
handled this abstruse subject in mas
terly manner, 'masterly' would not at
all fill the bill in this instance-his de-
| lineations and verbal illustrations car
ried conviction, nnhesitating convict on,
to the hearts of his large audience that
he was sincerely and cheerfully at home
in the presence of this, to him, fascina-
ting topic. The large and splendid
opera house was crambed and iammed
from pit to sky-light with the beauty and
the sapient heads Of our city, the NJ. DIS
being particularly conspicuous, they oc-
| cupying the rOstrum and, with note books
in hand, assiduously jotted down the
pearls and rubies as they necessarily rip
pie from insanity's copious fountain.
The professor was introduced by Col
Bill Maynor who, as he came to the
front Of the rostrum, felicitiously said:
"LADIEs AND GENTLEMEN We, who
are whole, need not the physician; tbs
the manned, the dyspeptic and the gouty
that claim and receive his attention, and
are benefited, more or less, as the malady
be acute or chronic-but, who can ad-
minister to mind diseased? . That NAL
ady Of the mind has, through all the past
ages Of time, batiied the sages of the bolus
and scapula. Shall the poor mind be-
clouded victims Of insanity forever sit in
the shadow of mental imbecility? Is
there no balm in Gilead are there no
physicians there? :? Yes, | am happy to
say there is a balm in Gilead,' and there
is physician here, and now introduce
to you that long wished for savant in the
| person Of Professor Campbell, who will
now address you" Prolonged cheers
and few Cat calls from the urchins in
the gallery followed this brilliant flow Of
eloqucnce.
The professor then modestly stepped
forward, and bowing with Chestcrtieldian
grace, began:
"KIND FRIENDs-I deplorc my inabil-
ity to express TO you in words my heart
felt thanks for such an appreciative re-
ception and in view of the f1attering in
| PRODUCTION by our mutual friend, Colonel
Maynor, feel that shall say nothing to
equal, nor to justify the transcendent
beauties Of his incompatible panegYric.
Suffice it to say that | am deeply moved,
and am highly honored by the presence
Of such large and intelligent audience,
in which | see the rosy checks and spark
ling eyes Of so many Of Durhams beau
teOus daughters excitement in the
boxes) but fear that | shall hardly come
up to the picture so nicely painted by my
friend, Colonel Maynor. Imperfections
wrap us all in the hideous mantle of de-
formity; the wise and simple are on the
same plane in that respect, and | claim
not to be exempt from that which has
marred the beauty of the form divine in
all time and places. Now to the point:
What is the origin Of insanity-Who was
it's first victim? To answer these queries
intelligently, let us, in thought, go back
to that cradle of the human race-the
Garden Of Eden. Here we see, fresh
| from the hands OF the master of life
Adam and Eve in their flowery bower
innocence and purity combined-ther
every want supplied by angelic hands, no
drops Of sweat nor scaldng tear have as
yet traced their outlines on these seraphic
faces; and yet there is the trail of insanity
plainly visible in the apple episode
Mother Eve being the first victim to fall
into the coils of the mental foe, (numer-
GUS sObs from the ladies' and was also the
| first sinner to stain the fair face of pris-
tine nature (here the Widow O'Tool
savagely shook her fist at the speaker
and made sheol a frst-class possibility
| for every son of her recreant race. (Sam
! Dickson grOans in the anguish of a broken
| heart) The next act in the idiotic caper
claims my attention: Adam gets beastly
drunk on hard cider-gentlemen, shun
hard cider, ,-spanks Cain and Abel,
smashes up the dishes, knocks off four
! teen inches of Ewes nose, yanks out a
handful of her hair, forty feet in length,
and"
The credulity of the audience could
stand the strain no longer-a brilliant
metoric display Of over-ripe hen fruit
! deluged. both the professor and the stage,
and a general stampede, in the direction
/ of the dressing room, was now the AMI
| mating and life saving thought of all
those occupied the rostrum. 1e scribe
was also on that stage, was there in the
capacity of reporter, but not being in a
"stampeding' condition dropped through
a trap-door in the iloor, and brought up
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