"Forgive me," he cried. "I did not mean to offend you. You have a
superlative intellect, but I--I have a _superhuman_ one. It is only
natural that I should be aware of your limitations."
"Phone if you need me," I said, and descended the stairs two steps at
a time. "I'll send my physician over at once," I muttered, to myself.
"He's a hopeless maniac, and heaven knows what will happen if someone
doesn't take charge of him immediately."
3
_The following is a condensation of two announcements which appeared in
the_ Partridgeville Gazette _for July 3, 1928_: