My dear Donald It greives me to the heart to be obliged to trouble you at this time but I feel I would be doing wrong to conceal from you any longer how matters stand here. Archy I must just confess is quite out of his mind. He has gone for the last three days almost naked out & in the house. He has drunk 3 large bottles of sweet nitre that came among the drugs & I dread he will kill himself if something is not done with