When I was in the Army I was in one of the largest t.b. sanitoriums of the country. They sent back hundreds of men to this hospital and people came out and entertained them. They were entertained every night by the Red Cross with moving pictures, they were entertained in the afternoons by a local organization; they were entertained to death. These men afterwards got out and were not satisfied unless they were placed in an institution which was a social center. After I went out I was Chief of the Eleventh t. b. district of Denver. I noticed that the men who were treated at Fort Lyon were a better class to handle because they were not so much entertained. Once in a while I would talk to some of these men and ask them if they wanted to get well, as I could tell them a place to go and frequently I used to send them to Fort Stanton where they could not be entertained and they could get well. If you have ever lived in an isolated place, you can appreciate it. My wife and I had pioneered this sanitorium together for quite a while. Once in a while we used to go to Denver and we could enjoy any show they had in Denver, even the 10–cent and 20–cent ones. I have heard men criticize entertainments at Fitzsimmons; they would swear and walk out while Madame Schumann-Heinck was singing, because they were dissatisfied; they were saturated with entertainment. I am against entertainment for tuberculous patients only in a very mild degree. We have one picture show a week and they enjoy that picture show. We have only Sunday School Sunday morning. The minister will bring in a few amateur singers and the boys think they are wonderful; they are wonderful; and they will all sing.