"Please," pleaded an anxious, intelligent-looking man who entered Pasadena. Calif.'s city jail last week, "let me stay here until my memory returns." The officers in charge, accustomed to mental derelicts, concluded that here was an authentic case of amnesia, gave the man harbor. For several minutes his hand hovered over the jail register. Eventually he signed: "Poor Devil."
Thanksgiving Eve "Poor Devil" was idling through the Sept. 23 issue of The Literacy Digest. On p. 8 was a news photograph which made him suddenly shout, "That's me! That's me!"
The picture showed a Department...
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