Chapter III: Part 3

It is the practice for physicians from other Assylums to visit there, and see all the patients. One day there was a Dr. Ray, with others from the Maine Assylum; Dr. Bell began to mock me about being married, knowing that all my affections were dead, to see what effect it would have upon me, holding my pulse at the time, and laughing at each other. To be made a subject of mockery before men in this obscene manner was too much, I appealed to his benevolence to spare me this cruel mockery; spoke of female character, and that I had done much to save females from the stream of pollution. My feelings were overcome, and I seized hold of a chair to save me from falling, but I was too far gone and fell upon the floor, and then a roar of laughter was set up by all. I went into my room and layed myself upon the bed. I thought of the poor slave, but oh, they do not know their happiness; gladly would I exchange situations with any one that ever suffered from the rude barbarian; and yet it is thrown back upon me that it is derangement, and my cruel torturers are held up and applauded. I sent a letter to brother Eben's wife, to come; but I received no visit from her on account of her peculiar circumstances. I saw no one until the 22d of Dec. I had been there then thirteen months, and had seen only brother Eben's wife. I plead with my brother to let me go home; he said he was not willing, but I might come out to his house after his wife's health was better. I felt that I was such an outcast that I had no people to go to; but that a mother must have a mother's feelings, and I knew not who to look to in the world in my lost, ruined condition, but a parent. My brother seemed to feel for my ruined condition, and asked me why I did not tell what my situation was, for he knew nothing about it only what they told him. This brother had never opposed me in my religion, and I had always taken a very active part in his family devotion, as his wife is a member of a congregational church. I told him I plead with Stephen not to leave me, not knowing that it was an Insane Assylum, or what was to be done to me. I told him how I was deprived the privilege of writing. He said he did not wish me treated ill, and wished me to come out to his house. I told him I wanted to go home. He stopped about an hour with me, and bid me good bye, and said he would come again. This was about the 24th of Dec. I asked Dr. Bell to let me write to my brother, stating that I would go out to his house, for I wanted to get out of that place; he gave me a very short answer; he said he was not willing that I should write to my brother, or any other one. I then told him that my brother told me I could write to him anything that I wished. He said if my brother told me so, he was not willing; I did not rest at this, but constantly plead with him to grant me the privilege, but could not prevail upon him, for he said that my brother was glad I had not accepted his invitation. Then I took the liberty of writing without his consent, and handed it to Mr. Appleton, one of the Trustees, requesting him to prevail on Dr. Bell to let him take that letter to my brother, and wrote one to Mr. Appleton at the same time, stating the reason of taking that liberty. He told me he would talk with Dr. Bell about it. The next day I asked Dr. Bell if he had sent my letter; he said no; I asked him the reason; he said it was because he thought my brother would not grant my request. In my letter I requested my brother to let me have a change; if he thought it not proper to come to his house, to let me go any where else. I saw no one again until March, when my mother come to see me with brother E. I had written to have him come and see me, and what my situation was. Little did I think but what my parent knew of my situation when I was first put in there. But I had been there about a year before they knew any thing about it. She stopped about an hour. At first she appeared to be quite affected; but my mother does not profess spirituality, and always opposed me about my religion, and often said, after I met with a change, that she thought I was deranged. Of course she regarded me as a deranged person. I plead her to stay all night with me, but she returned with my brother that night, and said she would come on Saturday. On Saturday she came on the gallery to see me, about two o'clock, and returned with my brother at six; I wished her to stay all night with me, but she was not willing. I wanted my mother to tell my brother to take me out and let me go home with her. But I always was regarded with a great deal of coldness, and now I was looked upon as a poor deranged person, and therefore found but little sympathy. My mother left me without bidding me good bye, saying that she should see me again. Brother Eben came to see me, about four weeks after. Still I plead with him to let me go home; but he wanted me to come out to his house. I felt that I did not want to go there, after he had said he was glad I did not accept his invitation. But he has since told me he never said so, and has shewn me a letter he wrote to me, saying that he wished me to write to him, and to come out to his house; but Dr. Bell advised him not to let me have the letter. On the 15th of April, brother William came to see me, from New York. This brother I had not seen but once for about twelve years. He was much affected to hear of my suffering; he said it had always been represented to him that I was a perfect deranged person. He come again the next day and took me out. I went to brother Eben's that night, and the next day William carried me home.

REMARKS.

_Upon the treatment of my brothers and sisters during my
imprisonment, and the steps taken with me by them._

_Secondly, remarks in general concerning the Hospital and the
Officers of the Institution._

Firstly.--If my brothers and sisters desired my good by placing me in the Insane Assylum, and the Doctors have taken the advantage of my weakness and my brother's ignorance of my true state at that time, and it has proved to be my everlasting ruin, by the Doctors giving me that medicine which racked and tortured me and destroyed my phisical health and ease of body and mental happiness. Their motive can be determined by their treatment and attention while there, and the manner of the treatment that I have received in hearing of my sufferings. For good motives always lead to good and kind actions. I have given in general a detail of the steps that were taken with me from the time of my leaving my labour on Saturday, before I was carried to the Hospital, on the Thursday following, and after I was there, their attention to me. I appeal to the public mind if this was good, kind and just treatment; if it was only my earthly happiness destroyed I should rejoice amidst it all. I was taken out by my brother William, from New York; but now I have no society, I cannot resort to God and to God's people for comfort, and take happiness in the service of God, for I have not happiness within myself, as it is the spirit of Christ that makes us happy, and enables us to look forward to never ending eternity of bliss. Now that spirit is taken from me by medicine, and it leaves my body in distress, from the crown of my head to the sole of my foot, without carnal love of this world, or the love of God. Of course without the spirit of Christ we cannot love God. I am thrown out upon the world without any thing to help myself with. My money that I labored hard for, late and early, confined to a factory life, is taken by my brothers. They are not willing to give me my own, or to help me. I am unable to work, my body is in such distress; and I have no spirit to support me under any thing, and am dependant upon the kindness of friends who have been deceived about me, by the false report that I was deranged, while all the time I was suffering the greatest cruelty that could be practised upon an immortal being. They feel distress for me, although it is a crime they never heard of before, and many of them wonder that I have a particle of reason left, and do not wonder at my altered looks and language, and feel that such a crime should be exposed to the world. It is not the popular clergy that will be seized upon and carried into that house and have this medicine forced down them, but the poor honest hearted christian that is despised and cast out, and trodden under foot like the despised Nazarine. This havoc among the saints of God, by infidels, has been going on for years, undoubtedly, and when they have told of it on getting out of their power, it has been looked upon as derangement, and their account being sealed with God, they have not undertaken to publish it; but I will, whether it is or not; and if my brothers wilfully hired those Doctors to give me that medicine, to take from me my eternal life, because I differed from them in my religion, may God bring it to light, and the guilty not go unpunished. Females are engaged in this horrid crime, and do know that it can be done. Relief Barber, Mary Brigham and Esther Benton, who are engaged in the service of that house, and my brother's wife, were knowing to it before I was carried there. Brothers Eben, Stephen, and James, are the ones that were concerned about my being carried there, and they are the ones that had ought to investigate my suffering. But, instead of that, they have not interested themselves in my sufferings or wants, and brother Stephen and his wife came to brother Eben's, where I was, and did not even send a request to my room to see me. I speak of this to show that my brothers do not feel for me as brothers should feel for a sister. So far as the natural heart is concerned, had my brothers regarded my character and my feelings, and the feelings of our aged parents, they would not have put me into an Insane Hospital without something being done for me first. I might mention about my clothes that I had sent me.--I was taken and shut up from them, and from the means to obtain things to make me comfortable, or hardly decent; but if my brothers and sisters thought my health was poor, and they desired my good, kind actions would have followed kind feelings. I have before remarked, would they not have sent me little nourishments, such as they do not have there, as friends generally do when they have a friend that is out of health. But I received nothing to remind me that I was not forgotten by them. Kind reader, have you a wife, sister, or an unprotected daughter in this wide world, (however you may be situated, the same laws govern nature thro'ought the world,) would you see her deceived into a hospital the third day of leaving her work, having nothing done for her first, and then not permit her to see one of her kind friends? Because God saw fit not to give me the abundance of this world was I any the less incapable of happiness here and hereafter? Because I was a poor factory girl must I be treated in this brutal manner, in this boasted land of liberty? I always had done for myself, and was happy. I envied not the Queen upon her throne. I sought enjoyment in expanding my immortal mind in knowledge, looking through nature up to nature's God, and cultivating the love of God richly in my heart. I was kept in the Assylum sixteen long and weary months. My brothers say they come to the house; but they might as well have stayed away as to come, for all the good it did me, for I never saw them. They say Dr. Bell would not let them see me. What right had they to put me in such a place? The very face of it shows that there was some cruelty being practised upon me, that Dr. Bell did not want any one to know out of that house. It may be said that I had no home, and the woman that I boarded with would not have me in her house. Could it be that Eliza Lufkin would turn me out of her house on the third day of my illness? Had it been done openly, I should have had friends that would have done for me, for I feel that I could say with the Apostle Paul, that I had friends that would have plucked out their eyes to do for me. But not only was I taken in such an unlawful manner and imprisoned, but away from all my things, and no care taken of them; some entirely ruined for want of care, and some ruined by being worn almost out. Who has worn them I cannot say; but my trunks were at my brother Stephen's. If my brothers desired my good they would investigate my sufferings. I have proposed to them to have the Doctors taken before a justice of the peace, produce the kind of medicine they gave me, and apply a chemical test and see what effect it would have upon the human system. If my brothers are innocent about my being ruined, I think they would do it, although it would not bring back to me my happy state; but it would expose the wickedness of the Doctors in the Charlestown Hospital, and save others from suffering the same. I was far from being deranged; but I grant that I was in a weak state. But because I was weak, from over exertion, was that any reason why I should be imprisoned, and medicine given me to harden my brain, to rack and torture me? To give a person an idea of the distress of my body every moment, would be impossible; but well I might quote the language of Chillian:

My limbs are bowed, though not with toil,
But rusted with a vile repose,
For they have been a dungeon's spoil.

_Remarks upon the Institution._--There is no dispute but what there should be such an institution as an Insane Assylum, but let it come under the jurisdiction of the Legislature, and not have all the power consigned into the hands of a few individuals, over a distressed class of beings, a money-making system, at the expense of happiness, in a great measure. If it was thought best to have all power put into the hands of one individual, then we should have a King in this country, but it is not thought best. As that house is now, if any family difficulty breaks out between the members, the stronger can take the weaker, raise a cry that they are insane, deceive them in there, or take them by force, and deprive them of their liberty; and the poor individual is disarmed of the protection of the strong arm of our country's laws. It gives power to children over their parents, parents over children, brothers and sisters over each other, and neighbour over neighbour. A case of children rising against a parent took place while I was there. A poor widow woman having a family difficulty about property, her sons rose against her, got an officer and brought her to the Assylum, and she worked for them all the time she was there. In my own case, I had property and ought to have a guardian appointed if I was incapable of taking care of myself. Would it not be well to have it a law that no person should be carried into an Insane Hospital without the advice of a council of physicians, and not have it left to the judgment of one person, for it is not an uncommon thing for persons to be put in there who are not insane, and they cannot help themselves. The public is completely deceived about the situation of their friends after they are there. On visiting the building every thing presents a fair appearance; but in order to know the evil of any place you must first be in it. In the first place, I shall speak of what the poor patients have to suffer on account of the neatness of the interior of the building, as that is so often spoke of by visitors. A great deal of pains is taken in every thing of an outward appearance, while things that are not seen by visiters, are not regarded. The floors are, as it were, the God that they worship; they must be washed every day, and the poor patients suffer in being neglected during the time, which is very frequently the case, and if a poor patient steps upon the floor for sometime after, they have to take a severe reprimand, and are locked up in their room all day as a punishment, because the attendant is afraid the floor will have a mark upon it. It is all well enough to keep clean; but the happiness of the poor patient is not regarded. It is very tiresome to be confined to one room and not be permitted to walk in it. Secondly, in cold weather the uncomfortableness of the gallery is very trying. Some days not any fire, and deprived of every privilege but that of breathing, and if in violent pain and suffering the patients weep and make any complaint, they must be shut up in their room, or stripped of all their clothes and showered with cold water, and then carried to a stone dungeon. People are very much deceived when they call to see their friends; and the poor distressed patients are weeping their hours away to see them, and are shut out from all religious influence.

CLOSING REMARKS TO CHRISTIANS.

Christian reader, whatever name you may bear, I address you, you who have got the spirit of Christ witnessing with your spirit that you are born of God. You have read what I have stated and you may be ready to say you don't believe it; but lend me a listening ear with an enlightened understanding, both by the spirit and knowledge, for I have put forth this effort to make known this knowledge to the world, to save you from the awful outrage of the wicked at the present day, for you are liable yet to have the cry raised about you that you are insane and to be taken and imprisoned as I have been, where violence is used to force medicine down your throat which kills or destroys the spirit of Christ in you. You are ignorant, I know, that this knowledge is upon the earth, and the Bible does not give any account of it, excepting in Heb. Chapt. vi. verse 4, 6; and St. Paul does not say how it can be done. Christian reader it is you that ought to be interested in what I say, and before you say that it is derangment, and give strength to the wicked in the greatest crime that can be committed upon an immortal being, condsider well what a crime you hold up. Why should I wish to start such a thing before the world if it was not so? for gladly would I kneel and lift up my voice in prayer to God and leave behind the things that are behind and press on towards the mark for the prize. Persecution to a christian is like water to a plant; what is called derangement by some, or delirious about religion, can be removed by medicine by the Dr.'s at the Charlestown Hospital. The pains and distress of the operation cannot be found upon the annals of cruelty of any nation, and then the distressed situation it leaves one in,--neither love to God nor fellow beings. Dear christian reader, what I tell you is the truth. Ask yourself the question, what did Dr. Bell urge me to relate my christian experience for? why did he ask me how much I read the Bible, more than any other book? What if one of our missionaries were taken and imprisoned, and when they should be taken out and come to tell of their sufferings and what was said to them before the medicine was given to them, would it not show that the crime was in accordance with the whole drift of their conversation. Why did Dr. Fox say that I "must not think I was so filled with the spirit; any minister would laugh at me." I had not told him I was. Why was I shut up and no one allowed to see me?

Reader, make it your own case to be put in prison in a well state of health among some of the worst characters, entire strangers, and about three months in a stone dungeon, a poor unprotected girl.--Would it not almost make you deranged? Had a poor persecuted christian ought to be consigned into the hands of unconverted rough men? What criminal ever was executed in our land but if they made the request to see some minister or pious friend it was allowed them; but no, I was a poor persecuted christian; I asked to see some minister, Mr. Winslow I particularly asked to see; but no, the last and fatal blow must be struck upon me. If I had violated the laws of our country, why not give me a lawful trial in a court of justice and let me suffer the penalty attached to the laws which I had violated? If I was in a weak state and tryed about my spiritual state, was it right to shut me up away from all my dear associates and godly influence? At first I thought I was in a house of ill-fame. O, God only knows what I suffered and what I afterwards had to go through. Had I been deceived into _such_ a house it would have been nothing to what my situation is, and what my sufferings have been.

Dear christian reader, I will show you by the Bible where I was when I was carried into Charlestown Hospital. When I was converted I had a strong hope to support me against the wind and tide of this world. As an anchor is to a ship so is a hope in Christ Jesus to a person in this world. They are saved from the pollution of the world through the washing of regeneration; saved from the corruption that is in their own heart and the temptations around them. There is but one religion that is good for any thing, or one's religion is as good as another's. But why is all this contention about religion? it must mean something. One soul saved from sinning by being washed in the blood of Christ is of more value than all this world. Dear reader, have patience and I will soon bring you to the point that I wish you to understand. If holiness is liable to become a disease, as they pretend to say it does, and man has found out how to give medicine to take away from a person what they call derangement and the agony is so great and then it leaves the person in a state of suffering here of body and without the spirit of Christ, a person must suffer forever, for out of Christ God is a consuming fire; but in Christ a person can bless and praise God amidst the burning flames. When a person is converted they are turned from persuing the love of this world and seek after that holy love that is in them which is Christ and let all their actions be constrained by that love. After a person is converted they commence running after a prize, which is Christ, and in Christ is all the Godhead bodily, Father, Son and Holy Ghost. Again, Christ will thoroughly purge his floor, cast out unclean spirits out of your heart and you enter the second time without sin unto salvation. Again to all who look for him he will appear the second time without sin unto salvation, change their vile bodies and make them like unto his most glorious body, or baptize them with fire and with the Holy Ghost, or being clothed upon with our house from heaven, which is eternal, immortal and full of glory.

Christian reader, I had embraced the views that are agitated at the present day, that the world is soon to be destroyed, or what is called Miller's doctrine. All I aimed at was to get out of sin, or being obliged to go with the multitude to commit sin, as I hated wrong and unholy actions, and to get ready to go up to meet the Lord in the air as every one that has this hope within himself purifies even as he is pure; for it is by grace which you are saved and not of yourself, it is the gift of God. What to me was gain I counted loss and dross; yea, dung, if I could but win Christ. I so run as to obtain the prize in six years. The prize is winning Christ, and in Christ Jesus is all the Godhead bodily, the Father, Son and Holy Ghost. It is the crown which is immortal, eternal and full of glory. Truly I was full of the Holy Ghost, entered into the holy city and had right to the tree of life, which the leaves thereof are for the healing of the nations. Holiness belongs to the heart, not to days, months, or years. The people of God are to be the holy in all their actions and thoughts; they are saved from following sin by having the spirit of Christ.

Christian reader, I know you must read this with mingled emotions; and it must wring your heart with grief to think that the Son of God has been crucified; but it leaves the person that was in possession of this heavenly treasure of course to be forever in distress, for there remaineth no more sacrifice, which must add double grief to you in perusing these pages; or are you ready to throw it back upon me, saying it is all a delusion; that man cannot destroy the soul; man's power is not greater than God's. But, christian reader, it is knowledge that man has obtained of chemistry. By putting two substances together a third is produced unlike both. What the medicine is I know not, but I think I could tell it if I saw it.--Christian reader, you have never thought it to be very strange that a person could be poisoned to death. In that case it seperates spirit from matter; and in this case it seperates God's Holy Spirit from matter, for you know it is not only a belief, for the Devils believe and tremble. But it is having Jesus in you, the hope of glory, a praying spirit; and I wish you to understand it is that praying spirit that can be taken from you by medicine. The medicine hardens or petrifies the brain. In my case it is the brain that lays in the back part of my head that is destroyed, where the faculties of affection are located; for the volume of nature and revelation agree. I refer now to the science of Phrenology, as there is truth in it whether you believe it or not. The fifth Chapt. of Gallations tells what you are by nature, and what you must be in order to enter the kingdom of heaven. By sowing to the spirit, I crucified my affections and lusts, ceased to do the works of the flesh. You may think this is not in this world, but it is only winning the prize for the high calling which is in Christ, or entering in upon the seventh Sabbath.--As Dr. Bell has given me medicine that has killed that spirit in me I have no idea of holiness or hatred to sin, and I have no idea of worship, for we worship what we supremely love and bring all our actions to bear upon that object on which our affections are set.--But the idea of love is gone from me, and my body is void of happiness, both carnal and spiritual.

Let there be a mighty cry made by the public, and search into the iniquity of Charlestown McLean Assylum. I know it is held up by what is called the popular class, but it is a combination of men, a system that is worse than slavery, and any crime can be done there and covered up under the garb of derangement, and no one interfere. Dear Christian reader, I have put forth this appeal to let the christian world know that this knowledge is known upon the earth, and it is in the hands of the wicked. Why is the public so silent upon the sufferings of a poor girl? If I had been taken by the uncivilized red man of the woods and not half so cruelly treated, the papers would have been full of it. If I had led a low, debasing life, and had been murdered like an Ellen Jewett, the public would have been roused and the papers would have been full of it from east to west, and from north to south; but a more horrid crime has been done. O! THAT A DAGGER _had been plunged_ into my HEART _in the midnight hour_; it would have been but momentary suffering and then my immortal mind growing and expanding throughout the countless ages of eternity in the knowledge and wisdom of God.

Reader, you may be ready to throw it back upon me, saying it is derangement, I expect it; let me once have heard of such a thing and I don't know but I should have thought it derangement. But, christian reader, it is you and you only that can understand a part of my language, speaking about my spiritual life. All who formerly knew me, who see me now, say that some cruelty has been done to me. My old neighbors that knew me from a child, say that I am so altered they hardly know me. My old New Hampton school mates that I have met with since I was taken out of the Hospital, start back with surprise and say that they can hardly trace a look in me that I once had, and not a trait in my deportment that I once possessed. They say "that countenance that once was lit up with happiness is now marked with deep sorrow; those eyes that once sparkled with joy are now dead and sunken with grief, and the language, and the voice are so different that some destruction has come upon you;" and when I tell them what it is, my long imprisonment, sixteen months and twenty days, not allowed to see any one that I ever saw before, only three of my folks during the time, nor allowed to write; how my happiness is taken from me, my body racked and tortured, the distressed situation that I am in, they are bathed in tears. "O tell me not, Elizabeth, that you are lost; you was once so happy in the love of God," and the deep loud sob bursts from their full hearts, "Can this be Elizabeth Stone; can this crime be done and this cruelty practised here in the midst of us and covered up and nothing said about it?"

Is this the state of our country, that the rights of a poor female are trampled upon, and the laws of our country, where there has been so much blood spilt to work out the liberty of every free born son and daughter of America. And because I endeavor to make known to the world this crime, I am threatened with a second imprisonment, by my brother Eben. If it is a crazy story surely it will do no harm, and if it is not, why had it not ought to come out. Let a council of physicians be held upon my body and see if I am a person that can enjoy life. I think that minds that understand the organization of the human body and its functions will say that some outrage has been commited upon me. If I had lost my reason is it right to take the advantage of a crazy person and destroy happiness. Charlestown McLean Assylum is to a weak excited person as a grog-shop is to an intemperate man, or a house of ill-fame, to a licentious person; they can be completely ruined. I hope this will be looked into before another one is destroyed, and that those still remaining in that awful place of imprisonment, weeping their hours away, may be relieved by seeing their friends soon. May God awaken the mind of the public to the sufferings of the helpless.

I am frequently asked the question, by those who hear of my sufferings, if I don't think I shall be happy after death. I will answer this here so every one may know what my dreadful situation is.--No! for reasons before stated.

At the request of many of my friends, I have been examined by a magnetized somnambulist, and I am requested to state the result of the examination to the public. I was examined the first time by Mr. Fowler, the Phrenologist, taking a lock of my hair to Miss Gleason. She stated that I had great distress in the back part of my head, my spinal marrow was dry; distress in my limbs, inclined to sit forwards; disagreable feeling at my stomach; nervous temperament; needed kind treatment, &c. The 15th of July I was examined again by Miss Gleason, being personally present. She was magnetized by Mr. Butrick, a stranger to me. I did not go into the room till after she was asleep. She stated about the same as she did the first time, but added that my brain looked dark; that I had been in such distress it was a wonder I had lived through it; and I still was in distress; my brain was drawn together and she clenched her hands together in order to convey the idea; she remarked upon my disposition, being very decided in my opinion; an enquiring mind, desiring to labor with my head rather than my hands, which had incensed my relations against me; and it would have been better for me if they had put me into the grave alive than carried me to the Hospital. If I had never been carried there I should not have been as I am now; for the future I could not labor with my head. If I published my sufferings to the world it would not be believed because I could not now use language to express myself. She thought it would be investigated.

July 23d, I was examined in public by Mrs. Pease, at the Masonic Hall, who was with Mr. Shattuck lecturing on Magnetism. I was an entire stranger to them both. She stated that I was nervous, distressed in the back part of my head; that some powerful mineral medicine had been given to me, which had injured me; that I had been cruelly deceived. She described the medicine to be pills and a liquid, very dark and some colored resembling saffron; that it had injured my brain, and it never ought to have been given to me; and I had been injured by unkind treatment; my ambition led me to go beyond my strength in labor and reading, and _that_ medicine ought not to be given to any one, &c. Many were present who had heard of my sufferings and were surprised to hear her tell it so exactly. May God bring to light this awful crime, for my sufferings do not end in this world, although the crime was done by others.

In conclusion, before this work is attributed to insanity why will not the public demand an examination of the affairs and management of the Mc'Lean Assylum, and see whether my charges be true or false.

ERRATA.

In the 25th line first page, read "It" for "I." Same page 5th line from the bottom, read "I" for "It." On 4th page, 24th and 25th lines, after "refused to obey him" read "for my teacher said without the mind was enlightened by the Spirit of Christ it was not prepared for knowledge." Page 10th, 33d line, for "Eliza Dammus" read "Caroline Dammers." On 12th page, 4th line, read "David" instead of "Daniel." On page 22d, 18th line, for "him" read "my mother." Same page, 20th line, for "too" read "to come." Same page, 29th line, for "noon" read "night." On 26th page, 12th line from bottom, for "non-spiritual" read "nor spiritual." On the 28th page, 22d line, read "from suffering, for matter cannot be annihilated; but I should to" &c. On 29th page, 9th line, instead of "and said they are," &c., read "and says the organs are," &c. Same page, 16th line from the bottom, for "Dr. Fox," read "Dr. Bell." On 31st page, 8th line, for "Dr. Kay," read "Dr. Ray."