his eyes often glistened as
they had not done before. On all these occasions the Professor was ever
on the alert to notice his symptoms.

During the following day, in conversation with the boys, he said: "There
is every indication that John is beginning to make an individuality
entirely apart from his former surroundings."

"But if he does not recall any of his former life, how is it that he
goes ahead and does things which he must have learned before he reached
his present condition?"

"That is plainly a manual act. For instance, I remember when the saw was
put into his hand, the manner of holding it, and his act in starting the
saw at the edge of the board, was a physical recollection of the former
manner of doing certain things. It was so in the handling of the gun,
and the adroit manner in which he stalked the savages, all go to show
that certain things which are associated with purely physical acts are
just as aptly done now as when in his other state."

"How is Chief getting along?"

"He is often an enigma to me. Each day he learns something new, and
really seems to seek the information. Most of the time he has been
helping John, but he always looks suspiciously at him. I can account for
it in one way only. He has never seen John talk, and this may be a
puzzle to him, and accounts for the strange looks he always gives him."

From the day that Chief saw the tree turned into lumber the mysteries of
the workshop charmed him. This penchant was taken advantage of by the
Professor, and when the day following the departure of the boys, the
Professor started up the grindstone and ground one of the tools he edged
up to it at once, and when the Professor reached for his bolo and put
its edge on the stone, and finally showed him the result, he was as much
excited as though he had discovered a lurking enemy.

He used the grindstone day after day in the same manner, and when it was
noticed how he delighted in it, the Professor took one of the tools
which had been ground and used it on a fine stone, to show how much
keener the edge was made.

The saw was a marvel, and he tried it until he learned its use, and a
line was drawn across the board, and when he failed to guide it the
Professor smilingly corrected him, and he could not be induced to lay it
aside until he had mastered the art of sawing along the line.

In the evening George again brought out the maps of the heavens and
asked why he had made the band which was