This book, of sensational vogue among the pious, has much of interest to psychoanalysts. Its frontispiece attracts attention by the needless display of a wrist encircled by hair — both recognized fetiches. Her mother was interested in Calabar so that (p. 2) “Her own earliest recollections were associated with the name of Calabar.” When she was old enough to play (p. 3), “it is interesting to note that the imaginary scholars she taught and admonished were always black.” Later her father became a drunkard and (p. 6) “all the endearments of his … daughter were powerless to save the man whose heart was tender enough when he was sober”; accordingly it was apparently by regression that she took to religion and (heading to chapter I, inserting capitals) “It was the dream of my girlhood to be a missionary to Calabar.” In time this was gratified and it is not surprising that a principal item of her interests was the rescue and nurture of twin-infants. Details as to this and