The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1889-09-27
PAGE THREE.
How 1t was Lost and Found.
From az Washinqt9n 70.


the bedroom carpet always stands on its
head; that chair in the dark always moves
TO position where a bare slin cannot miss
it; that pin in pretty young ladys oelt
always pokes its point away ut at the
moment she takes the reins u do the drlvl &
down the dark street; hat, IN short. there
is dab jlis.n nceived and established Tor
the special uses and ADJUSTMENTS OF things
without souls. Things without souls! Hor-
rible thought Alas, there Is no punish
me1t in store for them.
Our venerable and lovabe friend, Mr.. -,
we mad nearly written his name, which, il
his present state of m nd, would have been
| our unDardo able offense. Let US cal him
Mr.. Goodneart Mr.. Goodheart earns his
modest, pl cid, useful way with his pen.
He writes for his bread and he eats that
bread in well-ear ed peace and noble con-
| tent. Why should mani nate thi gs con-
spire to vex such as he-he who loves all
things because all things are but attributes
of that great Whole which the wisest and
| the best of men have learned to love!
Mr.. Go dheart, in ms study the other
/ day, had written an article for one OF the
public prints-an article covering five pages
of MANILA paper. When he had reached
the end he egsn to read it over. Page
one was all right, page two required
slight interlinea ion, and-where was page
three? Every piece of paper on the desk
was scanned, and-where was page threes
'Strang-m said Mr.. GJodheart, unrutt1ed
but perplexed
He looked upon the floor. into the waste
bask t, under the rug.
"Well, well, " he said.
| He searched behind the clock, under the
chair-cushions, between the curtains, be-
| hind the painting; on o wall
Il vum," he remarked, and was a little
| irritated, just little.
He sat do yn to think He tried to think
perfectly cal My. Had anybody been in
the roomg Yes; Mrs. Goodheart had come
in AN softly kissed him and gently stroked
! going from the hou e.
"-Laud," sail Mr.. Goodheart to his
daughter, has mother gone out~
Yes, papa; to market" answered tie
young lady from the foot of the stairs.
Mr.. Goodhsart concluded that his wife
must have taken page three with her.
Yet he thought, sit Is so unlike her to
take anythilk fro my desk"
w en- Mrs Goodheart returned she said
she had taken nothing, and she was very,
very sorry he had st anything.
at might have bee me enta Igled in the
| fringe If your shawl" said he
at might she answered, "but do not
think it did. | am sure l should have
noticed it and"
Tut my dear wite"-when Mr.. Good
heart speaks i that tone he is coatrolli q
him 'elf-"you were the only person who
ca me in here, and page three is gone"
There was terrible logic behinl those
two clauses. One was major -enise, the
other minor. A svllogism seemed to COM
plete itself with a conclusion that Mrs.
| Goodheart was 9 only person who could
have taken page It res.
''Have you locke in your pockets'" she
bod f,llxv
have put it there"
my darling wife" he answered-and the
more tae epithets of affection improved the
more penetrating his eve beca ne-''My
darling wife. that is absu d. Of course l
would not put it into my pocket"
began 10 open his coat
81 tell you it is ridiculous to suppose l
would put it into my pocket"
But she took from his inler breast recess
all the papers it contained.
81 suppose you will not be assured" said
| he. "unleSs l turn all my pockets wrong
side out" which, wi terrible irony, he
| proceeded to do, making the most extrava-
gantlY minute inspections. Then he sat
down a I'd placed tue toe of his left boot be-
hin his right calf and pulled at the heel
| until the boot came off.
what are you doing, dear?'' asked Mrs.
GooihearJ, partly frightened, partly sad
| ned
II want to as 'ure YOU" said he. while his
| eye cleaned, 81 want to assure you, if IL is
plssibls o do so, that did not, in fit of
ABSTRACT IN, put p ge three into my nck, Z"
and as he began to roll do @n the top of that
garment Mrs. Goodheart suddenly left the
| room.
Mr. Goodheart never swears-not out
| loud-but we do b 'lieve he would have gone
to the window and pronou eel sileat
enediction upon the Army of Flanders if
that famous body had just then happened
to march by.
| 1t will be conceded by everybody who
earns his bread by the sweat of his pen that
| Mr.. Goodheart was in no humor to repro
| ducs page three. Reproduction of ones
own lost manuscript is, at best, the most
| difficult, as it is also the most unsatisfying,
of all literary tasks. 1t Is worse tina /
| drudgery; it is labor il which all the facTl-
ties must take part while none is in the least
assisted by nat GREATEST of all inspirations,
terest. But page three hid to I've repro
duced. Mr.. Gooiheart gnawed his pencil
savagely, rumpled his hair, yanked his
payer around, smashed an innocent little
baby bug with his paper weight, and was
| altogether most ual )vely, unloving man
as he tugged at his memory and grabbed at
his reason and glared with his minds eye at
4 uis work. OF course, vine the new page
three was completed it was not SAT- factory
| w uiuA. L 10 III 81 OhOs LAO was udu
said what it had t. say in so much better
form But the ne one had to do.
When it was done Mrs. Goodheart came
softly into the study. Her eyes were red,
but she came with a pleasant smile.
"Have you found the pager she asked,
smoot Ing down his hair
mo; have re- written it-atter fashion
The article is spoilt, though. l might as
well throw the bla ned thing into the fire.
1t has ruined this day for me; and mea ut
to do SO much, and felt so much like doing
| itr
"There. there" she said soothingly; "per-
haps its all 70 the best"
"Humphl" You know that half-snorting
sound a man makes when he wants to ex-
press something between increlulity aad
disgust.
Mrs. Goodheart gathered up the pages
one, two, three, four, five.
"They are all right now,n said she, and
folding them, perceived there was writing
on both sides of the last sheet.
81 thought you always wrote on only one
side of the paper" She said
rs do"
"Oh Tlen this is nothing useful on the
back of this sheet"
Mr.. Goodhear5 looked. 1t was page three,
the original page three. The explanation
was very, very simple. This totally de-
PRAYED sheet OF paper nad urned itself up
side down and Mr.. Goodheart had written
page five on the back of page three. Mr.