Evening star., 1917-11-11
THE SOUL-ANALYSIS.
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viii s:s On: morning: as :!;s,s: he se.';s ID
q d to me a letter. what do
you think Of that" 1t read:
Montrose. Conn.
My Dear Professor Kennedy:
You do not know me. but have heard
q great deal about you. Please. beg of
you, do not disregard this letter. AT
least try to verify the appeal I am
making.
/ am here at the Belleclaire Sana-
torium. run by DR.. Bolton Burr of
Montrose. But it is not real sana-
torium 1t is really a private asylum.
Let me tell my story briefly. After my
baby was born I devoted myself to it.
But, in spite of everything, it died
Meanwhile my husband neglected me
terribly. After the baby's death 1 was a
nervous wreck, and 1 came UP here TO
rest.
Now I find am being held as an in
sane patient. 1 cannot get out. I do not
even know whether this letter will reach
YOU. But the chambermaid here has
told me she will post 1t for me-
/ am Ill and nervous-a wreck. put
not insane, although they will tell you
that the twilight-sleep treatment at
fected my mind. But what Is happen
ing here will eventually drive me IN
sane if some one does not come 10 my
rescue.
Cannot you get in to see me as
doctor or friend? 1 will leave all 10
you after that.
Yours anxiously.
What do you make of it yourselfo" I
returned, handing back the letter. are
you going to take 1t upF he slowly
looked over the letter again.
Judging by the handwrittng, ne re-
marked. thoughtfully. IT should say
that the writer is laboring under keen
excitement-though there is no evil
dence of insanity on the face Of it. Yes;
I think TIL take up the case
But how are you going 10 get IN,
I asked. They'll never admit you WILL
ingly: ,n.s-.d . minnie "r11 get
In. ali right" he said. at length: come
on-rm going to call on Roger Gran
ston first
"Roeer cranston?" I repeated, dumb.
founded. why, he'll never help YOU
Ten to one he's In on 1t"
well have to take chance. re.
turned Kennedy. hurrying me out OF
the laboratory.
lawyer and man about town. We found
him in his office on lower Broadway.
He was young and distinguished look
fnR. which probably accounted for the
fact that his office had become s1rt
Of fashionable court of domestic rela-
tions.
Montrose." introduced Kennedy. Gran
ston looked at him keenly. but Ken
nedy was a good actor. II have been
studying some of the patients at the
sanatorium. and have seen Mrs. Gran
ston there"
Indeed" responded cranston. I'm
all broken up about 1t myself"
I could not resist thinking that he
took 1t very calmly, however.
1T should like very much to make
what we call psychanalysfs OF Mrs.
Cranston's mental condition" Kennedy
"A psychanalysis?" repeated Cranston.
Eyes: you know 1t is a new system.
In the field of abnormal psychology,
the as tn is a S of fs tba
help in neurology and psychiatry. Only
can't make 1t without the consent of
the natural guardian OF the patient,
DR.. Burr tells me that you will make
no objection"
well" he returned, slowly. they
tell me that without treatment she will
soon be hopelessly insane-perhaps
dangerously SO. That is all I know. I
am not a specialist If DR.. Burr"
"If you can give me just a card"
urged Kennedy. that is all DR.. Burr
wishes
Cranston wrote hastily on the back
Of one Of his cards what Kennedy die
tated:
'Please allow Dr. Kennedy to make a
psychana1ysis of my wife's mental con-
dftion.''
You will let me know-if there is
any hope?' he asked.
.As soon as can,' replied Kennedy.
TN let you have a copy of my report"
Cranston thanked us and bowed US
to the door suavely
We'll" remarked, as we rode down
In the elevator, that was clever. He
fell for 1t. too. You're an artist Do
you think he was posing"
Kennedy shrugged his shoulders.
We lost no time in getting the first
train for Montrose. before Cranston
had time to reconsider and call up
DIR. Burr.
The Bel1eclaire Sanatorium was on
the outskirts of the town. It was an
old stone house. rather dingy. and sur
rounded by high stone wall surmount-
ed by sharp pickets.
DR.. Bolton Burr. who was at the
head Of the Institution, met us in the
plainly furnished reception room. which
also served as his ONCE. Through q
window We could see some Of the pa
tisnts walking or sitting about on q
small stretch Of scraggly grass be-
tween the house and the wall
DR.. Burr was q tall and commanding
looking man with a vandye beard, ana
one would have instfnctfyely nickeh