How can a doctor judge a woman's sanity by merely bidding her good morning and refusing to hear her pleas for release? Even the sick ones know it is useless to say anything for the answer will be that it is their imagination.
I told my father I wanted to play the banjo and so he saved the money and got ready to give me a banjo for my next birthday and between that time and my birthday I lost interest in the banjo and was playing guitar.
