When Dr. Cook, the superintendent, came home, he came into the cell where I was confined, and asked the attendant some questions with regard to me, and coming nearer, bent down over the “crib” a little, looking intently with such a mild, pleasant countenance, that if I could have spoken I should begged of him to have me taken away from there. After looking at me a few moments, he turned to the attendant and asked a few questions; then, turning toward me again, he said: “Seems to me this is hardly necessary, (meaning the restraint, I suppose,) she looks as though she might do some good in the world.” After they left the cell, I thought to myself, if that man ever came where I was again, I would find some means to express my desire to be removed, and try and have him understand how I was situated; not knowing at the time he was superintendent of the institution. But I had no need to explain matters to him; he saw for himself, and sent another attendant on that hall to look after me. This attendant cared for me so kindly that she won upon my regards, and not only that, but brought light and comfort with her. I shall never forget the revolution in my feelings when she tucked the clothes around me so nicely, and kissed me good night. What is there like kindness? What is there that will reach down into the heart and melt the stony feelings, if it is not kindness? Coming from a bright, cheerful countenance, it is like the warm, genial rays of the sun, and the refreshing dew on a crushed and withered plant. How much better to govern with love, if govern at all. The insane should receive the most kindly treatment at the hands of those employed to take care of them. Carrie only remained in this ward a short time. As soon as I was able to be brought out in the hall, she was sent to the ward with the matron, and I was left with my first attendant. I presume the superintendant thought I was well enough to get along without any trouble. Of course, as I was an entire stranger to him, and he did not know the state of my health previous to my being taken there, he probably thought Miss Peabody would do better by me; or perhaps he did not know her disposition; if so, I wonder at his keeping her.