He came to the office one morning and said he was George Washington, the Commander of the Continental Army.

In all other ways he was sane enough, and we humored him and called him 'General.' At the end of three months the idea quit him as suddenly as it had come on, and he was not only normal but greatly restored in strength of intellect through the experience.

Perhaps some of the overworked brain cells had taken a rest and renewed their energy.

It would not surprise me if some day Thursday Smith suddenly remembered who he was." [Footnote: This anecdote is true .-- _Author._] "In the meantime," said Uncle John, "I'm going to make an effort to discover his identity." "In what way, Uncle ?" asked Patsy.
"I'll set Fogerty, who is a clever detective, at work.

No man can disappear from his customary haunts without leaving some sort of a record behind him, and Fogerty may be able to uncover the mystery in a short time." "Then we'll lose our pressman," declared Beth; "for I'm positive that Thursday Smith was a person of some importance in his past life.".