The daily morning Alaskan., 1902-01-10
Reward of Bonesty.
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 Presently he took from his pocket nack leather pockctbook and opened It. ,t was full of bank notes. He began to
 rn them over in hank clerk fashion.
 There might have been SjO,OOO tn that p1ckrtbouk. He thumbed them over roughly and carclcssly and now and then tore one
 The old gentleman made a note of ,oncthing-probably the sum total-on q blank lcar and carclessly put the book into his tail pocket.
 In the course Of a few minutes all the passcncrr, were set down. and | was ieft alone with the owner of the pocket book. At lcurth he, too, pOkcd the con ductor with his stick to signify that he wished Co get out.
 | watched him as he walked away across the road until he became lost to my view in the crowd upon the pave mcnL Then my eye was suddenly at tractcd by something black lying in the straw at the bottom of the omnibus.
 lt was the black pockctbOokl
 Suddenly recovering myself. l stopped down and with a trembling hand took l. up. rushed cQ frantically In the di- rc,t.rn in which had seen the owner Of tho poc'cthook disappear
 In little lane diyerging from the main street caught glimpse of the owner of thr pockctbook.
 Jr,t ls got within a few yards Of him he >topncd suddenly. slapped his pocket, arp.arcd Co remember that something haI been forgotten and abruptly turned rounl Co retracc his steps.
 Nc clzcd upon each other in mute but expressive silence. Then the old gentle man opened his arms. and fell plump into them.
 ''Youug man." said the millionaire In a rruF hut trcmulous voice and gently dis engaging mc from his embrace. young man. ict me-
 IIr did not get any further just then. but iuok thc pockcthook from my extend. cd hand. opened it and, grasping hand fnl of notes. appeared Co be about Co offer mc that nmount. But suddenly he thought better Of his apparent intention shut up his precious book and put it in bis pocket.
 Young man." he repeated, again seiz- ing my hand and apparently still too ovcrpowcrcd with emotion to give intelh- cihlc expression Co the sense of obligation under which he felt himself young man, IT can never repay you. ] shall re- mcmhcr you. respect you, young man, as long as live, and hope-l do hope but there k my card, young man. Call upon me tomorrow at 6 preciscly-at c precisely. For the present. farewell. young nam Call upon me tomorrow nt 6 precisely" These were bis very last words.
 He meant Co make a friend Of me-to introduce mo Co his family, Co point to me as his bcnefactor. perhaps to adopt nic as his son.
 It was as clear as Jay. Mir. Lobb had a daughter. a lovely daughter-l felt cer tain hr had.
 It was also clcar that Mir. Lobb intend. cJ and designed tLat daughter for my wife. provided We happened to ike each other An. saw it all. That was W hat he hoped To be sure, NcNt morning was up and dr. el at an unwontcd hour My toilet .avc m" rone uncasinv,s. | had certainly a pair Of black trousers but ther' were uncOm f.rtublc symptoms ot shiniurSs about the kucDs aud rasgcIncSs about ,hc feet. Then my laced boots clearly | re Irl-cd new suit. But how was vCey flort just then. and quarter Jay was yei i week o1
 Simpson suddenly occur-,l Co me. applied Co Simpson accordingly for fac ioau of SEQ and it may be interesting ;1 state that the request was uuhcsitat. ing'y compiled with.
 "Simp.ou. my boy" l exclaimed. grasp ias his hand. you have made my for tune"
 On inquiry found that Paradise villS was situated near the end of the lane. A Few minutes brought me Co the gate.
 lt was paradise indeed. and with a sensation of being thcec l pulled mp my shirt collar and rang the bell. lt wa. presently answered by domestic, whc showed mc into an apartment and took ap my card.
 ] had just time Co erect my collar and arrange my hair when the servant re-en. 'orcd the room.
 Please. Nlr. Lohb says are you the man from Bulbs. the forist's?"
 This was addressed Co mc-to me Was ! the man from Bulbs. the for i>f'sG Was ! thc man-the man? IoJ might have Knocked me down with . feather, with a hair. with nothing.
 "Nounr woman, am not the mas from Bulbs. the florists. Tell your mas Ser that ] ann the gentleman who found his pockrthook." Presently the tide oi my mli-usiion was arrested by the rustic 'f silk drss, on the stairs.
 It was she Emily. ha-coming herself 'o hil ur welcome,
 "Whprc i- hce" | heard her ask In the nl.sage What rich. melodious tones.
 in another instant che door opened. and female figure appeared in the entrance. ,'onl rnofcl fo thc spot. spcechleSs, ranfoundcd She advanced toward me, Nul ling out hrr hanl and ere ! could rush forward fo meet her she spoke:
 "Oh. you are the poor man who founo r1pa's pocketbook Papa is very much obliged Co you and desires me to give you tlj~"
 held out my hand mechanically and r'uwcd sourthnc Co bc dropped intl it ! 20 the horrible ohliquity of Miss I.obb's i.iou. thr rcjucss of her nose and the ilrul scrugrincSs of her neck kept ms .p,IlLound
 At last looked in my hand ana founo r.po>iu- u i'~ palm-hulf crown. How ! found my way to the door. how ! gain ..i thc open afr. ! know not. but found myself on thc gravel walk, still holding ilc halr crown in my left hand,
 looked mp Co the drawing room win rows. blazing with light and. without moments thought. | seized the hall crown between thc finger and thumb of