e found the track of a man which we
could readily see had been made during the night. After following the
track some distance we were convinced that we were following the
track of Mr. Fish and he was lost, for his tracks would go in a
zigzag sort of a circle and crossing his tracks previously made.

After we had followed Mr. Fish's track for an hour or longer we saw
him coming nearly towards us with his hat in his hand. We stood still
and he came close to us before he seemed to notice us. He had no gun,
and when he stopped he stared at us and did not seem to know us.
Uncle then spoke to him and said, "Amos, what is the matter, are you
lost?" Mr. Fish replied that he wanted to go to the Cherry Springs
Hotel. In a few minutes after eating a good lunch which we had
carried with us for that purpose, he seemed to know us.

When questioned as to what he had done with his gun, he apparently
had forgotten that he ever had a gun. But after a time seemed to
remember the gun in a vague sort of way, and said that he must have
left it by a tree but could not tell in what direction the tree was.
After a search of a half hour we found the gun standing by a tree
where apparently Mr. Fish had traveled around for some time.

When we came to the creek on our way to the house and at the place
where Mr. Fish had crossed it in the morning before, he asked what
stream it was. When told that it was the place where he had crossed
the creek the morning before and asked if he did not remember the
creek as he had fished there many a time, he said that he had no
recollection of ever seeing the stream before. Shortly we came out
into the field and Mr. Fish did not know his own house. Asked who
lived there and did not seem to recognize his own home until he had
been inside the house for several minutes with his family.

I have related this instance of Mr. Fish to show how necessary it is
for one who has got slightly mixed in his course to keep cool and not
allow himself to become excited. If he does he immediately loses his
head and is at once lost, as in the case of Mr. Fish. He was at no
time more than four miles from his house, and was quite familiar with
the ground he was on during the whole time. He was lost while
following the deer that he was in pursuit of. They led him into a
windfall perhaps containing one hundred acres, and it was while in
this that he became bothered as to the right course to go to his
house. He at once lost his head,