olutely no passion for other men,
and have begun to hope now that I can yet outlive my desire for
Clifford, or at least control it. I have not yet told of this
improvement in my condition, because I wished people to still
think I was insane, so that I would be sure to escape being sent
to the penitentiary. I know I was insane at the time I tried to
kill both Clifford and myself, and feel that I don't deserve such
a dreadful punishment as being sent to a State prison. However, I
think it was that operation and my subsequent illness that caused
my insanity rather than passion for Clifford. I should very much
like to know if you really consider sexual perversion an
insanity."

When discharged from the Criminal Insane Asylum, Olmstead
returned to Chicago and demanded his testicles from the City
Postmaster, whom he accused of being in a systematized conspiracy
against him. He asserted that the postmaster was one of the chief
agents in a plot against him, dating from before the castration.
He was then sent to the Cook Insane Hospital. It seems probable
that a condition of paranoia is now firmly established.

The following cases are all bisexual, attraction being felt toward both
sexes, usually in predominant degree toward the male:--

HISTORY XXVII.--H.C., American, aged 28, of independent means,
unmarried, the elder of two children. His history may best be
given in his own words:--

"I am on both sides distantly of English ancestry, the first
colonists of my name having come to New England in 1630. Both my
mother's and my father's families have been prolific in soldiers
and statesmen; my mother's contributed one president to the
United States. So far as I am aware, none of my antecedents have
betrayed mental vagaries, except a maternal uncle, who, from
overstudy, became for a year insane.

"I am a graduate of two universities with degrees in arts and
medicine. After a year as physician in a hospital, I relinquished
medicine altogether, to follow literature, a predilection since
early boyhood.

"I awoke to sexual feeling at the age of 7, when, at a small
private school, glimpsing bare thighs above the stockings of girl
schoolmates, I dimly exulted. This fetishism, as it grew more
definite, centered at last upon the thighs and then the whole
person of one girl in particular