In this room were from four to five single beds of straw, some two feet
apart. At one time for many weeks lay a negro, Wm. Lawrence, bound to
his bed and handcuffed, singing and whistling, although he was bound
with an asylum harness such as I am exhibiting around the country in
public. I was afraid of my life; he was a wicked, self-abused young man.
Oh! what a set of school mates, thought I. But to these I made no
conversation. I have often seen Wm. Lawrence compelled to wash dishes
with hands bound; one morning Haly told me to hold up the darkey's
dirty pants so he could step into them. Attendant's word was law. I
raised them front side toward the darkey in presence of attendant. "Go
away," says he, supposing me to be green. I willingly left and had no
more darkeys to wait upon.
SCOTT.
After Lawrence left this bed, Scott was placed in it. Although I had
never spoken to Scott he had once kicked me severely when walking upon
the hall peaceably and quiet.
Again, one night, soon after we were all locked up in this room Scott
arose from his bed, placed his feet upon the floor, grabbed me by the
whiskers with both hands, throwing himself backward upon his bed, held
me fast. And I can truly say he is the first person I ever struck, and
I could not strike him very hard though in self-defense, for I was very
weak, and my antagonist was a strong young madman.
At this critical moment the door unlocked and in came Alfred, the
attendant, saying, "what is the matter?" though I did not practice
talking I told the truth.
The attendant placed upon Scott the Asylum harness and hurled him
out of the room; after a time he returned with Scott wet and nearly
fainting, then strapping him to the bed for the night. In this
transaction Scott learned a lesson by sad experience, that I learned by
observation.
ALFRED'S REIGN CONTINUED THOUGH UNDER ISABEL MAGDALENE.
It must be remembered that in Alfred's reign the hall on the second
floor, occupied by females, was accessible to the hall above, occupied
by male patients, as the stairs were not at the time cased up.
One day as I stood looking from the head of the stairs, I saw down at
the foot, a female lunatic bound in a straight jacket in a squabble
with Isabel the Magdalene attendant, then quickly passed by Alfred,
and down to the ward-hall, severely laying hold of the almost helpless
lunatic, crushing her to the floor upon her back, then jumping upon
her bowels, with both his knees and with all his heft pounced upon her,
like a ferocious animal upon his prey. It was a bloody battle, pray,
judge ye, how I felt seeing the blood standing in pools on the floor.
Yea, reader, drop a sympathizing tear for the unfortunate sufferers who
are locked in lunatic asylums with such brutal outcasts for attendants.
Union is strength, this the serpent-like know as well as the righteous.
And He who knows all hearts hath said, "Though the wicked go hand in
hand, they shall not go unpunished."
ALFRED'S REIGN CONTINUED.
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