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In Knoxville, Tenn., a tall, greying man walking along a street suddenly forgot what his name last week had been, remembered that in 1911 it had been Edgar G. Allen of Ridgewood, N. J. From the past he remembered a brother, sister, two sons. A son and brother came, identified him. From the present in Madisonville, Tenn., his wife, Mrs. Ted Morris, whom he had married in 1912, and a daughter Dolores, 13, came, met his blank stare, his statement that he had no idea where he had been for 22 years. (He had been an automobile mechanic & salesman.) Weeping, Mrs. Morris said, "He was a devoted husband and father. . . . This is almost unbelievable." Promising to take care of Dolores Morris, the Allens took Edgar G. Allen to a New Jersey sanatorium. Mrs. Allen collapsed.

Findings

Near Salisbury, Md., Vance Butler bought an abandoned graveyard for $200, opened a vault, found $30,000 in old gold, silver, currency.

Leavings

In Velika Kikinda, Jugoslavia, a farmer went to the packing case in his attic to get the 200,000 dinars ($2,700) he had been hoarding, found only a litter of mouse leavings, dropped dead.

Skeptic

In Chicago, having walked under a ladder and presided at a 13-course luncheon of the 13-membered Anti-Superstition Club on Friday, Jan. 13, to defy Bad Luck, skeptical Sidney Nicholas Strotz, president of Chicago's $7,000,000 Stadium, had to announce that his Stadium had gone into receivership.

Seattle

In Seattle appeared this newspaper want-ad: "Neighbors hostile. Will trade silver cornet for revolver, automatic pistol or shotgun."

Drawback

In The Bronx, N. Y. because he thought his name was "a drawback socially and sounded un-American," Hubertus Ralph Theodore Roosevelt Kretzschmar had it changed to Ralph Theodore Roosevelt.

Rug

In Memphis, Tenn., Union Planters National Bank & Trust Co. accepted the gift of a large rug patterned after a $5 Federal Reserve note. The U. S. Treasury Department had ruled it did not constitute a counterfeit.

Breakfast

In Hightstown, N. J., James Fischer, 79, living with his niece, Mrs. Thomas H. Everett, entered the dining room one morning to find there was no room for him at the breakfast table. Grumbling bitterly, he took his bowl of cereal into the kitchen, soon returned with a pistol, shot his niece's son-in-law, Kelton Pearce, 30, in the jaw.

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