The patient after recovery gave the following version of the onset: She had a position on 99th St. for 2½ years. She liked the people there and often went to see them later. Her next position was in the Bronx. She was there for nine months. In the same house lived “Harry.” After the work she used to talk to him in the yard and, after she left, she used to think of him and long for him. But she denied, with a very natural attitude, that she worried about him at the beginning of her psychosis. After the position in the Bronx she went to one on 96th St., where she was for four months. In the same house was a girl whom she liked and who was lively. When she left, the patient left too. This was a month before the psychosis began. When she left there, she got word that her employer on 99th St. had developed consumption and had to go out West, but did not worry over this news, she claimed. She looked for another position and had one for two weeks, but felt lonely, did not care to live. Then her sister took her to her home. She thought people were looking at her and were making remarks because she was not working. During this time she had a dream one night in which her dead mother appeared to her (in ordinary street clothes) and said to her that she (the patient) “was going away.” She woke up frightened. She was worried, thought she had not prayed enough for her mother, and asked her sister to pray also and to give money to the poor. She did not recall, or at any rate denied, speaking of the young man suing her. She was then taken to a _private sanatorium_, where she was for two months preceding her admission to this hospital. There she was described as quiet, mute, tube-fed, resistive. When well, the patient said that in this sanatorium she was first spoon-fed, cup-fed, later tube-fed, “I used to be scared of them, they used to put a spoon way down my throat and I had no appetite--I did not like them around me, they were mean to me. They used to let me stand without clothes, used to spite me.” “If I did not want to dress myself, they used to hit me.” “I used to feel lonesome for home and I imagined my people were there and that my sister passed the place without stopping.” She was afraid of the nurses, thinking they wanted to kill her. At the _Observation Pavilion_ the patient was described as dull, but brightening up under examination. She made few spontaneous remarks, but in answer to questions said she was melancholy, tired of life, because she was in love with a Gentile fellow who refused to marry her. She also said “I get peculiar thoughts that I am going to die.”