Frank F. Moore, in "A Journalist's Note Book" tells the following amusing and significant story of the influence of imagination upon health. "A young civil servant in India, feeling fagged from the excessive heat and from long hours of work consulted the best doctor within reach. The doctor looked him over, sounded his heart and lungs, and then said gravely: 'I will write you tomorrow.' The next day the young man received a letter telling him that his left lung was gone and his heart seriously affected, and advising him to lose no time in adjusting his business affairs. 'Of course, you may live for weeks,' the latter said, 'but you had best not leave important matters undecided.' Naturally the young official was dismayed by so dark a prognosis--nothing less than a death warrant. Within twenty-four hours he was having difficulty with his respiration, and was seized with an acute pain in the region of the heart. He took to his bed with the feeling that he should never rise from it. During the night he became so much worse that his servant sent for the doctor. 'What on earth have you been doing to yourself?' demanded the doctor. 'There were no indications of this sort when I saw you yesterday?' 'It is my heart, I suppose,' weakly answered the patient. 'Your heart!' repeated the doctor. 'Your heart was all right yesterday.' 'My lungs, then.' 'What is the matter with you, man? You don't seem to have been drinking?' 'Your letter,' gasped the patient. 'You said I had only a few weeks to live.' 'Are you crazy?' said the doctor. 'I wrote you to take a few weeks vacation in the hills, and you would be all right.' For reply the patient drew the letter from under the bedclothes and gave it to the doctor. 'Heavens!' cried that gentleman as he glanced at it. 'This was meant for another man! My assistant has mixed up the letters.' The young man at once sat up in bed and made a rapid recovery. And what of the patient for whom the direful prognosis was intended? Delighted with the report that a sojourn in the hills would set him right, he started at once, and five years later was alive and in fair health."