awoke.

As he had eaten nothing since the morning of the day before he replied
affirmatively, and after he had eaten and the wound in his head was
dressed, he began a series of questionings on every conceivable subject.

"We are on an island, and there are a number of tribes here, with
incessant tribal warfares between them, and it appears that the
principal occasion of the wars is due to the possession of the captives
which they take from the toll of the sea. I was one of several
unfortunates shipwrecked here over a year ago, during one of the worst
storms that I ever saw at sea."

"It was undoubtedly the one which we experienced, although we were the
occupants of a ship which had an explosion, and we were left adrift
when this storm was brewing. But I must advise you to remain quiet for
the day, until you regain your strength, and we can then tell our story,
and we shall be glad to learn yours."

It was a joy to all to know that John had recovered his memory, and
Harry was anxious to present the match box, to see whether it was his,
but the Professor advised against exciting him in the least until the
following day.

The Professor had not even asked his name, as he wished all to be
present when the revelations were made. During the most of the day John
slept. It appeared as though nature had exhausted herself in bringing
about the cure. The wound, however, was a most serious one, and the
Professor knew that the utmost care must be taken with a fractured
skull, to prevent the setting in of complications which might
injuriously affect the brain.

"Do not feel any alarm about him now," was the Professor's injunction;
"he is not at this time in a serious condition, and I believe his
remarkable constitution will pull him through without any further
trouble. In the meantime, let us proceed with our work, and give him
ample time to recover without any sort of harassment."

All returned to their duties with more cheerful hearts. It seemed as
though something had been lifted from their minds. The second day after
the event following the restoration of his reason, John would not be
left in quiet any longer.

He sat up in his couch, and looked over the boys, as he greeted them
heartily.

"Do you remember me?" asked Harry, as he held his hand.

"Yes, I remember all of you, but I cannot remember how you came to me,
or how I met you, or where. I know that we went together on a journey,
and I saw some things that made