The Hospital de los Locos at Granada is the oldest lunatic
asylum in Europe, having been founded by Ferdinand and Isabella shortly
after the conquest in 1492. It was therefore opened some fifty years before
the first Bethlehem Hospital, which stood in the present Bethlem Court, off
Bishopsgate Street. It has apparently been carried on these two hundred and
fifty years without any alteration in the original structure or any advance
on the method of the original treatment. I induced to visit it last April,
from a notice of it in Ford's Handbook. “At the corner of
the Plaza del Triunfo (he writes) is the Hospital
de los Locos, founded by Ferdinand and Isabella, and one of the
earliest of all lunatic asylums. It is built in the transition style, from
the Gothic to the Picturesque, having been finished by Charles V. The
initials and badges of all parties are blended. Observe the
patio and light lofty pillars. The filth and want of
management of the interior is scandalous, and yet this is one of the lions
which Granadians almost force an Englishman to visit; possibly from thinking
all of us Locos, they imagine that the stranger will be
quite at home among the inmates.” The asylum is a two storey square
building, with enclosed courts, which form the patients' airing courts. They
are of small extent, and excluded from all view by the buildings, which,
however, shade from the sun. In one of the courts I noticed a large summer
house, over which a vine was trained. The dormitories contained twenty-five
beds each, and were large and well ventilated. Single rooms opened off them,
with rather unpleasant arrangements (to English ideas) for night stools; but
then all these arrangements in the best hotels in Spain are nasty to a
degree, and at the railway stations, if possible, worse. What a boon the
earth closet system would confer on travellers in Spain! The patients, about
250 in number, were on the whole quiet and orderly in their conduct, and
fairly clothed and tolerably clean, when contrasted with the population at
large. So quiet was the whole system that I did not hear one sound in all my
visit, but then the Spanish people are a quiet, phlegmatic race, patient of
suffering, and who stupify themselves with the constant and excessive use of
tobacco. I saw one man in permanent restraint, with formidable leg locks and
chains, but he could walk freely, and had the use of his arms. There was, I
was told, no straight jacket in use at the time of my visit, but I was shewn
a strong implement of the sort, with a lot of leather and straps about it,
and which was said to be frequently required.