Have been called to visit a leucophlegmatic hysteric female some ten miles from this place. She is determined to die. Full of exclamations: My poor child! Oh! Death! Lord, have Mercy. Oh, Doctor! I must go. Can't you help me? I can't live. Oh! My dear, I must die. I am so faint I can hardly move. - At the same time, she was getting up out of the bed and walking to and fro in the room. I gave a little medicine which soon had the effect of allaying the excitement and calmed her fears of immediate dissolution. Such are the scenes we have to see frequently and not always as easily managed.