This particular article really struck home because it highlights how far our society has come in dealing with people with special needs. Theodore Grady was only a side note in the story, which centered on his friend, the sculptor Douglas Tilden. Tilden came home late one evening, realized he had forgotten his key and let himself in by a window. A servant thought he had gone mad and called the police, who hauled him off. Justly incensed, Tilden was agitated, but because he was mute he couldn't explain himself. He was given a "quieting potion," and slept it off until his family came to get him the next day. The story ends with the dry comment: "There will be a change of help in the Tilden household."
You've just got to read it for yourself in all its glorious wordiness (here's the link if you want to see the original page):
