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Two weeks later when the family had an anniversary mass for the sister the patient appeared sad, but the following day laughed, said she had seen her “sister beckoning her to come.” She also thought she saw her picture “and Heaven was behind it.” She also talked of “dead relatives and friends.” A reaction of levity in connection with a sister’s death is highly suggestive of a malignant psychosis.
Her brother, Caius Julius, an orator second to none in those days, had been murdered by the followers of Marius, almost before his sister’s eyes, with circumstances of appalling cruelty. Her house had been forced open by the infuriate rabble, her husband hewn down with unnumbered wounds, on his own hearth-stone, and her first born child tossed upon the revolutionary pike heads.
Did you ever notice how much alike their voices are? And, besides, I once heard Julia lay a wager with Mr. Raymond that she could imitate her sister’s voice so exactly that one, not seeing her, would be thoroughly deceived." "Oh, Mrs. Miller," said Fanny, "it cannot be! Why should Julia wish to do so wicked a thing?
For a moment she lost herself in anticipation; then, the threat loosening its hold, she stood up, her face very white in the starlight, her eyes brave and alert. Already her plan was formed; and, taking a vase that she had brought with her from Magdala, she hurried to the room below. The Master; the disciples; Eleazer, her brother; Simon, her sister’s husband, were all at meat.
Nine days before admission she would not get out of bed in the morning, said little and refused food. A few days later she was induced to take a walk, but she seemed to have no interest in anything. When she talked at all it was about her sister and of wanting to go to a convent. When asked to do anything she said she would if it were God’s will. She did not menstruate after her sister’s death.
I told you that she was very young, and very beautiful; but, Julia, she was also very guilty!" "Guilty!" exclaimed the fair girl, blushing fiery red, "guilty of loving you! Oh! Paullus! Paullus!" and between shame, and anger, and the repulsive shock that every pure and feminine mind experiences in hearing of a sister’s frailty, she buried her face in her hands, and wept aloud.
You will find the statues of the gods gradually creeping back into the Christian chapel; and a man must be an honest fellow who buys our images, eh, Jucundus?” “Well, Aristo,” said the paterfamilias, whose violence never lasted long, “if your sister’s bright eyes win back my poor Agellius you will have something more to say for yourself than, at present, I grant.”
He is particularly grieved at me, because, forsooth he had fallen in love with you from his sister’s reports, and meant to have married you himself, as soon as he had sown his wild oats.’ ‘I’m vastly obliged to him,’ observed I. ‘And so am I,’ said he. ‘And look at this.
Galerius—now Augustus—assumed the right to nominate the two new Cæsars, one of whom was his sister’s son, who assumed the name of Galerius Valerius Maximinus, to whom were assigned Syria and Egypt, and the other was his faithful servant, Severus, who was placed over Italy and Africa. According to the forms of the constitution, he was subordinate to Constantius, but he was devoted to Galerius.
A few hours later, however, the sister died suddenly. When the patient learned of the sister’s death, she screamed, and screamed several times at the funeral. She did not cry, said she could not. After this she slept poorly, seemed nervous, went to church more, but there was no other change. She continued to work and, according to the employer, worked well.