me, we shall
have to apply the term Gynophobia, or Fear of Woman."
Here follows the account furnished to the writer of the paper, which is
in all essentials identical with that already laid before the reader.
"Such is the case offered to our consideration. Assuming its
truthfulness in all its particulars, it remains to see in the first place
whether or not it is as entirely exceptional and anomalous as it seems at
first sight, or whether it is only the last term of a series of cases
which in their less formidable aspect are well known to us in literature,
in the records of science, and even in our common experience.
"To most of those among us the explanations we are now about to give are
entirely superfluous. But there are some whose chief studies have been
in different directions, and who will not complain if certain facts are
mentioned which to the expert will seem rudimentary, and which hardly
require recapitulation to those who are familiarly acquainted with the
common text-books.
"The heart is the centre of every living movement in the higher animals,
and in man, furnishing in varying amount, or withholding to a greater or
less extent, the needful supplies to all parts of the system. If its
action is diminished to a certain degree, faintness is the immediate
consequence; if it is arrested, loss of consciousness; if its action is
not soon restored, death, of which fainting plants the white flag,
remains in possession of the system.
"How closely the heart is under the influence of the emotions we need not
go to science to learn, for all human experience and all literature are
overflowing with evidence that shows the extent of this relation.
Scripture is full of it; the heart in Hebrew poetry represents the entire
life, we might almost say. Not less forcible is the language of
Shakespeare, as for instance, in 'Measure for Measure:'
"'Why does my blood thus muster to my heart,
Making it both unable for itself
And dispossessing all my other parts
Of necessary fitness?'
"More especially is the heart associated in every literature with the
passion of love. A famous old story is that of Galen, who was called to
the case of a young lady long ailing, and wasting away from some cause
the physicians who had already seen her were unable to make out. The
shrewd old practitioner suspected that love was at the bottom of the
young lady's malady. Many relatives and friends of both sexes, all of
them ready
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