My dearest dear Albert sat on a footstool by my side and his excessive love and affection gave me feelings of heavenly love and happiness I never could have hoped to have felt before! He clasped me in his arms and we kissed each other again and again! His beauty... his sweetness and gentleness - really how can I ever be thankful enough to have such a husband! to be called names of tenderness, I have never yet heard used to me before - was bliss beyond belief! Oh! This was the happiest day of my life! May God help me to do my duty as I ought and be worthy of such blessings.

In the history of the treatment of depression there was the dunking stool purging of the bowels of black bile hoses attempts to shock the patient. All of these represent hatred or aggression towards what depression represents in the patient.

My fear is that I go up to the girl of my dreams and say 'I'm sorry but I've got to say hello to you ' and she slides the stool back and gets up and walks away saying 'Not for me Bub. I don't want anything to do with you.'