that after being with some lad I love for an hour or two, I have sometimes felt my sexual organs roused.  But only once in my life have I experienced a strong desire to sleep in the same bed with a particular lad, and even then no idea of doing anything entered my mind.  Needless to say, I did not sleep with him.

“I never feel tempted by any girls here, although I see so many with their bodies freely exposed, and plenty of them have really pretty faces.  Neither do I feel tempted to do anything improper with any of the boys, although I frequently sit talking with one who has very little on.  But I find the constant sight of well-shaped bare limbs has a curious effect on the mind and comes before one’s imagination as a picture at unlooked-for times.  But the most curious thing of all is this:  There are several lads here of whom I am very fond.  Now when they are near me I think of them with only the purest and most tender feelings, but sometimes at night when I am half asleep, or when I am taking my midday siesta, my imagination pictures one of these lads approaching a girl, or actually lying with her, and the strange thing is that I do not feel any desire myself to approach the girl, but I feel I wish I were in her place and the lad was coming to me.  In my calm, waking moments it disgusts and rather horrifies me to find myself apparently so unsexed—­yet such is the fact, and the experience, with only slight changes, repeats itself over and over again.  It is not that I, as a man, wish even in imagination to act improperly with a boy, but I feel I would like to be in the girl’s place, and the strange thing is that in all these dreams and imaginings I can always apparently enter into the feelings of the woman better than into those of the man.  Sometimes I fancy for a moment that perhaps reincarnation is true and I was a woman in my last life.  Sometimes I fancy that when I was in the womb I was formed as a girl and the sexual organs changed just at the last moment.  It is a curious problem.  Don’t think I worry about it.  Only at long intervals do I think of it....  The thing has its bright side.  Boys and men seem to have tender feelings toward me, such as one expects them to have for members of the opposite sex, and I get into all the closer contact with them in consequence.”

HISTORY III.—­F.R., English, aged 50, Belongs on both sides to healthy, normal families, of more than average ability.  Father was 35 at birth, and mother 27.  He is the second of four children.  There was a considerable interval between the births of the children, which were spread over twenty-one years.  All are normal, except F.R., two of them married and with families.

Owing to the difference of age between the children, F.R. (who was three years younger than his elder brother, and more than four years older than his sister, the third child) had no male companionship and was constantly alone with his