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Problem
of
the Lost Radium
ONE ounce of radium! Within his open palm Professor Dexter held practically the world?s entire supply of that singular and seemingly inexhaustible force which was, and is, one of the greatest of all scientific riddles. So far as known there were only a few more grains in existence—four in the Curie laboratory in Paris, two in Berlin, two in St. Petersburg, one at Leland Stanford University and one in London. All the remainder was here—here in the Yarvard laboratory, a tiny mass lumped on a small piece of steel.
Gazing at this vast concentrated power Professor Dexter was a little awed and a little appalled at the responsibility which had suddenly devolved upon him, naturally enough with this culmination of a project which he had cherished for months. Briefly this had been to gather into one cohesive whole the many particles of the precious substance scattered over the world for the purpose of elaborate experiments as to its motive power practicability. Now here it was.
Its value, based on scarcity of supply, was incalculable. Millions of dollars would not replace it. Minute portions had come from the four quarters of the globe, in each case by special messenger, and each separate grain had been heavily insured by Lloyd?s at a stagge ring premium. It was only after months of labour, backed by the influence of the great university of Yarvard in which he held the chair of physics, that Professor Dexter had been able to accomplish his purpose.
At least one famous name had been loaned to the proposed experiments, that of the distinguished scientist and logician, Professor Augustus S. F. X. Van Dusen—so called The Thinking Machine. The interest of this master mind in the work was a triumph for Professor Dexter, who was young and comparatively unknown. The elder scientist—The Thinking Machine—was a court of last appeal in the sciences and from the moment his connection with Professor Dexter?s plans was announced his fellows all over the world had been anxiously awaiting a first word.
Naturally the task of gathering so great a quantity of radium had not been accomplished without extensive, and sometimes sensational, newspaper comment all over the United States and Europe. It was not astonishing, therefore that news of the receipt of the final portion of the radium at Yarvard had been known in the daily press and with it a statement that Professors Van Dusen and Dexter would immediately begin their experiments.
The work was to be done in the immense laboratory at Yarvard a high-ceilinged room with roof partially of glass, and with windows set high in the walls far above the reach of curious eyes. Full preparations had been made;—the two men were to work together, and a guard was to be stationed at the single door. This door led into a smaller room, a sort of reception hall, which in turn connected with the main hallway of the building.
Now Professor Dexter was alone in the laboratory, waiting impatiently for The Thinking Machine and turning over in his mind the preliminary steps in the labour he had undertaken. Every instrument was in place, all else was put aside for these experiments, which were either to revolutionize the motive power of the world or else demonstrate the utter uselessness of radium as a practical force.
Professor Dexter?s line of thought was interrupted by the appearance of Mr. Bowen, one of the instructors of the University.
“A lady to see you, Professor,” he said as he handed him a card. “She said it was a matter of great importance to you.”
Professor Dexter glanced at the card as Mr. Bowen turned and went out through the small room into the main hallway. The name, Mme. Therese du Chastaigny, was wholly unfamiliar. Puzzled a little and perhaps impatient too, he carefully laid the steel with its burden of radium on the long table, and started out into the reception room. Almost in the door he
stumbled against something, recovered his equilibrium with an effort and brought up with an undignified jerk.
The colour mounted to his modest ears as he heard a woman laugh—a pleasant, musical, throaty sort of ripple that under other circumstances would have been agreeable. Now, being directed at his own discomfiture, it was irritating, and the Professor?s face tingled a little as a tall woman arose and came towards him.
“Please pardon me,” she said contritely, but there was still a flicker of a smile upon her red lips. “It was my carelessness. I should not have placed my suit case in the door.” She lifted it easily and replaced it in that identical position. “Or perhaps,” she suggested, inquiringly, “someone else coming out might stumble as you did?”
“No,” replied the Professor, and he smiled a little through his blushes. “There is no one else in there.”
As Mme. du Chastaigny straightened up, with a rustle of skirts, to greet him Professor Dexter was somewhat surprised at her height and at the splendid lines of her figure. She was apparently of thirty years and seemed from a casual glance, to be five feet nine or ten inches tall. In addition to a certain striking indefinable beauty she was of remarkable physical power if one might judge from her poise and manner. Professor Dexter glanced at her and then at the card inquiringly.
“I have a letter of introduction to you from Mme. Curie of France,” she explained as she produced it from a tiny chatelai ne bag. “Shall we go over here where the light is better?”
She handed the letter to him and together they seated themselves under one of the windows near the door into the outer hallway. Professor Dexter pulled up a light chair facing her and opened the letter. He glanced through it and then looked up with a newly kindled interest in his eyes.
“I should not have disturbed you,” Mme. du Chastaigny explained pleasantly, “had I not known it was a matter of the greatest possible interest to you.”
“Yes?” Profess or Dexter nodded.
“It?s radium,” she continued. “It just happens that I have in my possession practically an ounce of radium of which the world of science has never heard.”
“An ounce of radium!” repeated Professor Dexter, incredulously. “Why, Madame, you astonish, amaze me. An ounce of radium?”
He leaned further forward in his chair and waited expectantly while Mme. du Chastaigny coughed violently. The paroxysm passed after a moment.
“That is my punishment for laughing,” she explained, smilingly. “I trust you will pardon me. I have a bad throat—and it was quick retribution.”
“Yes, yes,” said the other courteously, “but this other—it?s most interesting. Please tell me about it.”
Mme. du Chastaigny made herself comfortable in the chair, cleared her throat, and began.
“It?s rather an unusual story,” she said apologetically, “but the radium came into my possession in quite a natural manner. I am English, so I speak the language, but my husband was French as my name indicates, and, he, like you, was a scientist. He was little known to the world at large, however, as he was not connected with any institution. His experiments were undertaken for amusement and gradually led to a complete absorption of his interest. We were not wealthy as Americans count it, but we were comfortably well off.
“That much for my affairs. The letter I gave you from Mme. Curie will tell you the rest as to who I am. Now when the discovery of radium was made by M. and Mme. Curie my husband began some investigations along the same line and they proved to be remarkably successful. His efforts were first directed towards producing radium, with what object, I was not aware at that time. In the course of months he made grain after grain by some process unlike that of the Curies?, and incidentally he spent practically all our little fortune. Finally he had nearly an ounce.”
“Most interesting!” commented Professor Dexter. “Please go on.”
“It happened that during the production of the last quarter of an ounce, my husband contracted an illness which late r proved fatal,” Mme. du Chastaigny resumed after a slight pause, and her voice dropped. “I did not know the purpose of his experiments; I only knew what they had been and their comparative cost. On his death bed he revealed this purpose to me. Strangely enough it was identical with yours as the newspapers have announced it—that is, the practicability of radium as a motive power. He was at work on plans looking to the utilization of its power when he died but these plans were not perfected and unfortunately were in such shape as to be unintelligible to another.”
She paused and sat silent for a moment. Professor Dexter watching her face, traced a shadow of grief and sorrow there and his own big heart prompted a ready sympathy.
“And what,” he asked, “was your purpose in coming to me now?”
“I know of the efforts you have made and the difficulties you have encountered in gathering enough radium for the experiments you have in mind,” Mme. du Chastaigny continued, “and it occurred to me that what I have, which is of no possible use to me, might be sold to you or to the university. As I said, there is nearly an ounce of it. It is where I can put my hands on it, and you of course are to make the tests to prove it is what it should be.”
“Sell it?” gasped Professor Dexter. “Why, Madame, it?s impossible. The funds of the college are not so plentiful that the vast fortune necessary to purchase such a quantity would be forth-coming.”
A certain hopeful light in the face of the young woman passed and there was a quick gesture of her hands which indicated disappointment.
“You speak of a vast fortune,” she said at last. “I could not hope, of course, to realize anything like the actual value of the substance—a million perhaps? Only a few hundred thousands? Something to convert into available funds for me the fortune which has been sunk.”
There was almost an appeal in her limpid voice and Professor Dexter considered the matter deeply for several minutes as he stared out the window.
“Or perhaps,” the woman hurried on after a moment,“it might be that you need more radium for the experiments you have in hand now, and there might be some sum paid me for the use of what I have? A sort of royalty? I am willing to do anything within reason.”
Again there was a long pause. Ahead of him, with this hitherto unheard of quantity of radium available, Professor Dexter saw rosy possibilities in his chosen work. The thought gripped him more firmly as he considered it. He could see little chance of a purchase—but the use of the substance during his experiments! That might be arranged.
“Madame,” he said at last, “I want to thank you deeply for coming to me. While I can promise nothing definite I can promise that I will take up the matter with certain persons who may be able to do something for you. It?s perfectly astounding. Yes, I may say that I will do something, but I shall perhaps, require several days to bring it about. Will you grant me that time?”
Mme. du Chastaigny smiled.
“I must of course,” she said, and again she went off into a paroxysm of coughing, a distressing, hacking outburst which seemed to shake her whole body. “Of course,” she added, when the spasm passed, “I can only hope that you can do something either in purchasing or using it.”
“Could you fix a definite price for the quantity you have—that is a sale price—and another price merely for its use?” asked Professor Dexter.
“I can?t do that offhand of course, but here is my address on this card—Hotel Teutonic. I expect to remain there for a few days and you may reach me any time. Please, now please,” and again there was a pleading note in her voice, and she laid one hand on his arm, “don?t hesitate to make any offer to me. I shall be only too glad to accept it if I can.”
She arose and Professor Dexter stood beside her.
“For your information,” she went on, “I will explain that I only arrived in this country yesterday by steamer from Liverpool and my need is
such that within another six months I shall be absolutely dependent upon what I may realize from the radium.”
She crossed the room, picked up the suit case and again she smiled, evidently at the recollection of Professor Dexter?s awkward stumble. Then with her burden she turned to go.
“Permit me, Madame,” suggested Professor Dexter, quickly as he reached for the bag.
“Oh no, it is quite light,” she responded easily.
There were a few commonplaces and then she went out. Gazing through the window after her Professor Dexter noted, with certain admiration in his eyes the graceful strong lines of her figure as she entered a carriage and was driven away. He stood deeply thoughtful for a minute considering the possibilities arising from her casual announcement of the existence of this unknown radium.
“If I only had that too,” he muttered as he turned and re-entered his work room.
An instant later, a cry—a wild amazed shriek—came from the laboratory and Professor Dexter, with pallid face, rushed out through the reception room and flung open the door into the main hallway. Half a dozen students gathered about him and from across the hall Mr. Bowen, the instructor, appeared with startled eyes.
“The radium is gone—stolen!” gasped Professor Dexter.
The members of the little group stared at one another blankly while Professor Dexter raved impotently and ran his fingers through his hair. There were questions and conjectures; a babble was raging about him when a new figure loomed up in the picture. It was that of a small man with an enormous yellow head and an eternal petulant droop to the corners of his mouth. He had just turned a corner in the hall.
“Ah, Professor Van Dusen,” exclaimed Professor Dexter, and he seized the long, slender hand of The Thinking Machine in a frenzied grip.
“Dear me! Dear me!” complained The Thinking Machine as he sought to extract his fingers from the vice. “Don?t do that. What?s t he matter?”
“The radium is gone—stolen!” Professor Dexter explained.
The Thinking Machine drew back a little and squinted aggressively into the distended eyes of his fellow scientist.
“Why that?s perfectly silly,” he said at last. “Come in, please, and tel l me what happened.”
With perspiration dripping from his brow and hands atremble, Professor Dexter followed him into the reception room, whereupon The Thinking Machine turned, closed the door into the hallway and snapped the lock. Outside Mr. Bowen and the students heard the click and turned away to send the astonishing news hurtling through the great university.
Inside Professor Dexter sank down on a chair with staring eyes and nervously twitching lips.
“Dear me, Dexter, are you crazy?” demanded The Thinki ng Machine irritably. “Compose yourself. What happened? What were the circumstances of the disappearance?”
“Come—come in here—the laboratory and see,” suggested Professor Dexter.
“Oh, never mind that now,” said the other impatiently. “Tell me what happened?”
Professor Dexter paced the length of the small room twice then sat down again, controlling himself with a perceptible effort. Then, ramblingly but completely, he told the story of Mme. du Chastaigny?s call, covering every circumstance from the time he placed the radium on the table in the laboratory until he saw her drive away in the carriage. The Thinking Machine leaned back in his chair with squint eyes upturned and slender white fingers pressed tip to tip.
“How long was she here?” he asked at the end.
“Ten minutes, I should say,” was the reply.
“Where did she sit?”
“Right where you are, facing the laboratory door.”
The Thinking Machine glanced back at the window behind him.
“And you?” he asked.
“I sat here facing her.”
“You know that she did not enter the laboratory?”
“I know it, yes,” replied Professor Dexter promptly. “No one save me has entered that laboratory today. I have taken particular pains to see that no one did. When Mr. Bowen spoke to me I had the radium in my hand. He merely opened the door, handed me her card and went right out. Of course it?s impossible that——”
“Nothing is impossible, Mr. Dexter,” blazed The Thinking Machine suddenly. “Did you at any time leave Mme. du Chastaigny in this room alone?”
“No, no,” declared Dexter emphatically.“I was looking at her every moment she was here; I did not put the radium out of my hand until Mr. Bowen was out of this room and in the hallway there. I then came into this room and met her.”
For several minutes The Thinking Machine sat perfectly silent, squinting upward while Professor Dexter gazed into the inscrutable face anxiously.
“I hope,” ventured the Professor at last, “that you do not believe it was any fault of mine?”
The Thinking Machine did not say.
“What sort of a voice has Mme. du Chastaigny?” he asked instead.
The Professor blinked a little in bewilderment.
“An ordinary voice—the low voice of a woman of education and refinement,” he replied.
“Did she raise it at any time while talking?”
“No.”
“Perhaps she sneezed or coughed while talking to you?”
Unadulterated astonishment was written on Professor Dexter?s face.
“She coughed, yes, violently,” he replied.
“Ah!” exclaimed The Thinking Machine and there was a flash of comprehension in the narrow blue eyes. “Twice, I suppose?”
Professor Dexter was staring at the scientist blankly.
“Yes, twice,” he responded.
“Anything else?”
“Well, she laughed I think.”
“What was the occasion of her laughter?”
“I stumbled over a suit case she had set down by the laboratory door there.”
The Thinking Machine absorbed that without evidence of emotion, then reached for the letter of introduction which Mme. du Chastaigny had given to Professor Dexter and which he still carried crumpled up in his hand. It was a short note, just a few lines in French, explaining that Mme. du Chastaigny desired to see Professor Dexter on a matter of importance.
“Do you happen to know Mme. Curie?s handwriting?” asked The Thinking Machine after a cursory examination. “Of course you had some correspondence with her about this work?”
“I know her writing, yes,” was the reply. “I think that is genuine, if that?s what you mean.”
“We?ll see after a while,” commented The Thinking Machine.
He arose and led the way into the laboratory. There Professor Dexter indicated to him the exact spot on the work table where the radium had been placed. Standing beside it he made some mental calculation as he squinted about the room, at the highly placed windows, the glass roof above, the single door. Then wrinkles grew in his tall brow.
“I presume all the wall windows are kept fastened?”
“Yes, always.”
“And those in the glass roof?”
“Yes.”
“Then bring me a tall step-ladder please!”
It was produced after a few minutes. Professor Dexter looked on curiously and with a glimmer of understanding as The Thinking Machine examined each catch on every window, and tapped the panes over with a pen-knife. When he had examined the last and found all locked he came down the ladder.
“Dear me!” he exclaimed petulantly. “It?s perfectly extraordinary—most extraordinary. If the radium was not stolen through the reception room, then—then——” He glanced around the room again.
Professor Dexter shook his head. He had recovered his self-possession somewhat, but his bewilderment left him helpless.
“Are you sure, Professor Dexter,” asked The Thi nking Machine at last coldly, “are you sure you placed the radium where you have indicated?”
There was almost an accusation in the tone and Professor Dexter flushed hotly.
“I am positive, yes,” he replied.
“And you are absolutely certain that neither Mr. B owen nor Mme. du Chastaigny entered this room?”
“I am absolutely positive.”
The Thinking Machine wandered up and down the long table apparently without any interest, handling the familiar instruments and glittering appliances as a master.
“Did Mme. du Chastaigny happen to mention any children?” he at last asked, irrelevantly.
Professor Dexter blinked again.
“No,” he replied.
“Adopted or otherwise?”
“No.”
“Just what sort of a suit case was that she carried?”
“Oh, I don?t know,” replied Professor Dexter. “I didn?t particularly notice. It seemed to be about the usual kind of a suit case—sole leather I imagine.”
“She arrived in this country yesterday you said?”
“Yes.”
“It?s perfectly extraordinary,” The Thinking Machine grunted. Then he scribbled a line or two on a scrap of paper and handed it to Professor Dexter.
“Please have this sent by cable at once.”
Professor Dexter glanced at it. It was:
“Mme. Curie, Paris:
“Did you give Mme. du Chastaigny letter of introduction for Professor Dexter? Answer quick.
“Augustus S. F. X. Van Dusen.”
As Professor Dexter glanced at the dispatch his eyes opened a little.
“You don?t believe that Mme. du Chastaigny could have——” he began.
“I daresay I know what Mme. Curie?s answer will be,” interrupted the other abruptly.
“What?”
“It will be no,” was the positive reply. “And then——” He paused.
“Then——?”
“Your veracity may be brought into question.”
With flaming face and tightly clenched teeth but without a word, Professor Dexter saw The Thinking Machine unlock the door and pass out. Then he dropped into a chair and buried his face in his hands. There Mr. Bowen found him a few minutes later.
“Ah, Mr. Bowen,” he said, as he glanced up, “please have this cable sent immediately.”
Once in his apartments The Thinking Machine telephoned to Hutchinson Hatch, reporter, at the office of his newspaper. That long, lean, hungry looking young man was fairly bubbling with suppressed emotion when he rushed into the booth to answer and the exhilaration of pure enthusiasm made his voice vibrant when he spoke. The Thinking Machine readily understood.
“It?s about the radium theft at Yarvard that I wanted to speak to you,” he said.
“Yes,” Hatch replied. “just heard of it this minute—a bulletin from Police Headquarters. I was about to go out on it.”
“Please do something for me first,” requested The Thinking Machine. “Go at once to the Hotel Teutonic and ascertain indisputably for
me whether or not Mme. du Chastaigny, who is stopping there, is accompanied by a child.”
“Certainly, of course,” said Hatch, “bu t the story——”
“This is the story,” interrupted The Thinking Machine, tartly. “If you can learn nothing of any child at the hotel go to the steamer on which she arrived yesterday from Liverpool and inquire there. I must have definite, absolute, indisputabl e evidence.”
“I?m off,” Hatch responded.
He hung up the receiver and rushed out. He happened to be professionally acquainted with the chief clerk of the Teutonic, a monosyllabic, rotund gentleman who was an occasional source of private information and who spent his life adding up a column of figures.
“Hello, Charlie,” Hatch greeted him. “Mme. du Chastaigny stopping here?”
“Yep,” said Charlie.
“Husband with her?”
“Nope.”
“By herself when she came?”
“Yep.”
“Hasn?t a child with her?”
“Nope.”
“What does she look like?”
“A corker!” said Charlie.
This last loquacious outburst seemed to appease the reporter?s burning thirst for information and he rushed away to the dock where the steamship, Granada from Liverpool, still lay. Aboard he sought out the purser and questioned him along the same lines with the same result. There was no trace of a child. Then Hatch made his way to the home of The Thinking Machine.
“Well?” demanded the scientist.
The reporter shook his head.
“She hasn?t seen or spoken to a child since she l eft Liverpool so far as I can ascertain,” he declared.
It was not quite surprise, it was rather perturbation in the manner of The Thinking Machine now. It showed in a quick gesture of one hand, in the wrinkles on his brow, in the narrowing down of his eyes. He dropped back into a chair and remained there silent, thoughtful for a long time.
“It couldn?t have been, it couldn?t have been, it couldn?t have been,” the scientist broke out finally.
Having no personal knowledge on the subject, whatever it was, Hatch discreetly remained silent. After a while The Thinking Machine aroused himself with a jerk and related to the reporter the story of the lost radium so far as it was known.
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高中教师暑期培训学员感言总结:未曾遗失的美好 以为自己会依然玩世不恭地对待暑期培训,以为这场培训会是个漫长的煎熬,以为所谓的学习只是个过场……可是,它就这样结 束了,回头看看,还真有点依依不舍. 培训让我过着充实的日子.每天早出晚归,日晒雨淋,大家依然乐此不疲.看视频记笔记写作业,我第一次这么认真地“走过场”；第一次在很多个培训之外的时间想着培训的内容、课程的作业,有种强烈的追求感；第一次觉得培训有收获,培训是种快乐.曾经以为暑期培训对人简直是种绑架,现在我却要说因为认真参与,我“反绑架”了. 培训让我充满学习热情.我是个爱读书的人,爱写字的人,是个热爱文学热爱语文的人.但不知道什么时候起,阅读变成了窗前月 水中花梦里的电影,日渐萎缩的学习热情让我渐渐迷失在世俗的诱惑中,虚度让日子缩水风干.没想到这个暑期的培训让我在短短的12天堆出这么多字来,每一篇作业,每一篇原创文章,都是认真对待的结果.这些日子,让我重新相信自己还有写作的热情,还有学习的动力. 培训让我重新审视语文老师这个角色.我爱语文,但我不算 是个很好的语文老师.这次培训,很多视频给我启示,专家的很多建议
和方法让我获益匪浅,同行们的很多理念、经验方法让我收获颇丰.这次培训,我游走于推荐作品和课程简报里,跟着一篇篇作业或者美文感受语文的魅力,感悟语文教学的方式方法.我惊讶于语文老师们的才情胸怀,惊叹于语文学科的博大精深.很多老师的文章让我驻足流连,很多老师的文笔让我心生嫉妒,很多老师的见解让我自愧不如.未来的日子,我不一定会记得他们的名字,但他们文章里表达的思想、洋溢的激情一定会帮助我更认真地走以后的教学之路. 静下心来想,这次培训给我最大的帮助是让我有了一个相对成熟冷静的反思机会.关于自己的职业定位、关于语文教学,在反思学习中也有些许收获: 叹:认真地培训写作,到最后没有一篇值得推荐.某种程度上说,自己的阅读积累尚待充实,自己的写作能力尚待提高,对教学的研究尚待加强. 明:新课改是一次决心很大的改革,也是一次也许会功在当代利在千秋的革新,一定要改变固有的教学态度,深入理解课改精神,认真贯彻课改实践. 悟:新课程背景下,语文教学要注重诵读的艺术,要着力培养学生阅读兴趣,提升阅读品味,增强阅读能力.写作教学和口头表达能
遗失物品登记认领管理制度
振兴天然气公司加气站遗失（留）物品 登记保存认领管理制度 为加强振兴加气站对顾客遗失（留）物品登记保存认领的管理，维护失主的权益，进一步弘扬公司文化，倡导文明和拾金不昧的精神，营造温馨和谐的经营环境。结合我站的实际情况，特制定本制度。 1、顾客遗失（留）物品登记保存认领地点：加气站值班室。 2、值班工作人员必须如实做好遗失（留）物品登记保存工作。如遇贵重物品（如现金、金银首饰等）必须交站财务人员或站长保管处理。 3、遗失（留）物品超过3天没人认领的，必须将物品移交站财务室或站长办公室，由财务人员或站长妥善保存处理，任何人不得擅自处理或、赠送他人、或留着自用。如有违反者按遗失（留）物品3倍价格予以处罚。 4、所有物品一律不得带回私用。如有违反轻者给予500元处罚，重者予以辞职，解除劳动关系。 5、遗失（留）物品登记认领程序：安检值班人员必须认真如实填写遗失（留）物品、认领人的详细信息，内容包括：物品名称、状态、数量、完好情况、认领人身份信息等。要求笔迹清晰，不得潦草，不得随意涂改，不得遗漏事项。 6、如有人认领物品，须格外谨慎，认真核对登记物品信息和认领人身份信息，以防冒领、错领和重领。
7、对冒领、挪用、侵吞、损毁失物的，除返还原物或赔偿经济损失外，还应承担相应的处分，严重者追究其法律责任。 8、对于多次将遗失（留）物品退还顾客或者主动寻找失主的或单次拾获贵重物品退还失主或上缴单位者，本站将上报公司并及时张贴红榜对其进行通报表彰或给予适当奖励。 9、对于故意冒领和重领的失主一经查出，本站将上报移交公安机关依法处理。 10、注意事项 a.安检值班工作人员在填写遗失（留）物品登记、认领过程中应本着认真负责、无私奉献的精神，认真确认失物与登记表描述的特征是否相符，以防出现差错。 b.当遗失（留）物品内有提示失主身份的物品时，应主动与失主取得联系。 c.在确认遗失（留）物品是否属于认领人时，值班人员应注意态度及用语，小心谨慎，做到细心、文明、不苛刻。 d.对遗失（留）物品要妥善保管，防止再次丢失或损坏。 附件：遗失（留）物品登记认领表 2017年7月25日
遗失的美好800字作文
遗失的美好800字作文 我带上MP3，听着这首遗失的美好，在黄昏的陪伴下，独自站在柳树下。 阳光透过柳叶的缝隙，星星点点的撒在地上，让我想以前如黄昏般短暂而美好 的日子。 同样的一个地点，那棵柳树下已看不见我们欢声笑雨的身影，不过短短一年，你们在哪呢？过的还好吗？看那片灿烂的黄昏，还记得吗？我们曾经在那 黄昏下许下约定今天见面的，你们忘了吗？还是有事情不能来？毕业以后我们 的联系也只是电话而以，是缘分到了尽头吗？我再也无心看风景，拿起那同学录，看着你给我的留言，“希望你笑口常开，不要老是哭，有困难找你姐姐我”我笑了，不过一年，以前的天真哪里去了。我看着自己的身影笑了。那笑是开 心的'，是伤心的连我也说不清楚。 我是小丹，日历上显示今天是我和小玉见面的日子，可我却和她在两个不 同的城市，叫我怎么去和她见面。好久不见她了，她此刻在干什么呢？估计也 把这件事忘的一干二净吧。不过短短一年，那些友情却早随着时间淡忘。小玉 也把我忘了吧，她也许有了新的朋友。我和她一样，也有了我的朋友，日子过 的像白开水一样，再也没有那柳树下的欢声笑语。我怀念那些日子，可却再也 找不到了。对了，我和小玉喜欢的那首歌，遗失的美好。打开听听，找找那种 感觉。可听着听着我却莫名其妙的哭了，为什么？ 小丹看样子不会来了，我轻轻一笑，别过头，看了我们曾经的友谊见证一眼，便走了。这一转头，我就进入了学习的世界，为而奋斗。那些曾经友谊就 让她随风飘走吧。也许我们总会感叹太短，总想回到从前，却从来没有想到珍惜。 柳树下我的影子便的是那么的成熟，我真的能忘了吗？真的长大了吗？ 小玉，我很想回到从前，那一起打，一起闹的日子，可我要学习，我要考 上一所重点高中，我的脑海里再也无心，也再也没有空地装下那友谊，再见吧，让她成为歌里唱的，成为遗失的美好。 我们的学习都很忙，但不要忘了那曾经的友谊，不要用你要学习的理由去 打发她。那些美好永远不会遗失。