The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1897-10-24
THEY WE'RE ALL SORRY.
George Made Too Sweeping Re-
quest TO BE ExOnerntcd.
From the Chicago Tribune.

quest TO BE ExOnerntcd.
From the Chicago Tribune
George Ferguson, what does this
mean?"
The voice was that of Mrs. Ferguson
shrill, piercing and ominous.
What does what mean?' asked George.
This letter.
She held 1t up.
Laura, have you been"
mo, haven't been searching your pock-
cts. You know l haven /. l was moving
your coat from this chair, and letter
fell out. This Is the letter. 1t is directed
to you, and it's in a woman's hand. You
haven't told me of any correspondence
you are carrying on with"
"Open It and read it, Laura" interrupt
ed Mr. Ferguson. IF there was any let
ter in my pocket | didn't know IT. Go
ahead and read it. Maybe it's millinery
bill"
Scoring to reply to this, Mrs Fergu-
son opened the letter and ran her eye
over it.
"Oh, you didn't know this was in your
pocket" she piped "You didn't know IT.!
Maybe it's a millinery bill, is 1t? Listen!
My dearest George-so you're somebody
| else's dearest George, are you?-'My dear
! est George When are you coming TO see
me again? l am very lonely-she is very
| lonely. is she? Oh, you two-faced hypo-
crite!-If you cant come, George dear
| est, do write!-she wants you TO write If
| you can't come does she you can't
| think, dearest George, how l miss"
"What nonsense are you reading, Lau-
| ra?' demanded George, beginning TO be
! reused DO you mean to say"
Il mean to say | am reading this letter
! you told me to read, Mr.. Ferguson. l
am reading this letter l found in your
that dropped out of your pocket. You
don't know anything about 1t, don't YOU.
You can't think, dearest George -"
Laura are you fool enough to think
| that's genuine? Don't you know better
than to imagine"
II am fool, am ], Mr.. Ferguson? Well,
| I'll just show YOU"
Let me see the letter."
let you see 1t? What do you want
to see it for? Oh no, Mr. Ferguson! 1
am going to keep it and show it to my
| motherV
| Gwen, hold it so l can look at it. I
promise you solemnly l will not attempt
70 take it away from you"
"In see that you don't. Here 1t is
| Now look at it. Stay right where you
are, George Ferguson! Don't you come a
| step nearer!'
How can see it ten feet away? Lay
it down and then come and tie my hands
behind me If you are afraid I'll"
"Oh, yes! Lay it down and you'll grab
| it! l see through you! What's the use
Of pretending you never saw this be-
fore?"
'srhere doesn't seem to be any use in
it-thats a fact. Nevertheless, l assure
you, Laura, on my honor as a man"
ION your honor! Hmph'
Eyes. on my honor-h' mph! l have
never seen that letter before. ! never put
1t in my pocket l didn't know 1t was
there / am not anybody elses dearest
o. t1,,t Iaft 10 n1rf FOIL q
got up by someb body who wants to have
little fun with me"
81 wish 1 could believe it! oh, George!
! Georgew
CSobs)
Boys" said George Ferguson, the next
day, when he went into the office where be
was employed down town, that was a
good joke some of you played on me
when you put that letter in my pocket
yesterday. but 1t threatens TO break up
happy family, and l ask as a favor that
the chap who did it will just write a let
ter TO my wife and tell her IL was a bit
of fun and that l am not to blame in the
slightest degree. l don't want TO know
who it was. All I ask is that the thing
shall be Strengthened out"
1t was late In the afternoon There
came a ring at the doorbell pertaining 10
the Ferguson uWellluSt anu "a messenger
delivered a letter addressed to Mrs.
George Ferguson.
She opened it and read
Dear Mrs. Ferguson: In a spirit of
mischief ] slipped letter in your hus-
bands coat pocket yesterday which fear
may have fallen into your hands, and In
order to atone for any misunderstanding It
may possibly have caused, l wish TO say
that l wrote It myself and that IL is pure
ly imaginary. With great respect l sub
scribe myself yours truly"
This was signed "Marcellus Hankinson"
Hardly had she finished reading this
when another messenger came and left an
other letter. It read thus:
MY Dear Mrs. Ferguson: l have lit
tie confession to make. Yesterday in a
thoughtless moment / wrote a letter pur-
porting to come from some woman and
dropped It into your husbands pocket For
fear you may have seen 1t take occasion
TO assume the responsibility for the clumsy
joke and to apologize for 1t. With great
respect yours sincerely"
The signature was "Olver Peduncle"
Then there came another letter--also by
special messenger It was as follows:
my Dear Madam. Pardon me for adj
dressing you, but / wish to plead guilty
to the preparation of a foolish joke on
your husband yesterday. / wrote a love
letter (signed 'Dollle,' II remember right
and slipped It into Mr. Ferguson's coat
pocket Fearing 1t may have met your