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Leacock, Stephen, 1869-1944

"Moonbeams from the Larger Lunacy"


"I was just coming," he said.
"That's right, sir," said the man; "better come along
and not take up the gentleman's time."
"Good-bye, then," said the Stranger, with meek affability,
and he went out.
The man in blue lingered behind for a moment.
"A sad case, sir," he said, and he tapped his forehead.
"You mean--" I asked.
"Exactly. Cracked, sir. Quite cracked; but harmless. I'm
engaged to look after him, but he gave me the slip
downstairs."
"He is under delusions?" we inquired.
"Yes, sir. He's got it into his head that business in
this country has all gone to pieces,--thinks it must be
reorganized. He writes letters about it all day and sends
them to the papers with imaginary names. You may have
seen some of them. Good day, sir."
We looked at our watch. We had lost just half an hour
over the new efficiency. We turned back with a sigh to
our old-fashioned task.

XI.--Who Is Also Who. A Companion Volume
to Who's Who
Note by the editor: I do not quarrel with the contents
of such valuable compendiums as "Who's Who," "Men and
Women of the Time," etc.


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