The Billings gazette. [volume] (Billings, Mont.) 1896-1919, 1908-06-02

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.'Nothing connected with the dog,
but something happened that night.
Burglars entered the house and took
the few spoons / had left of my grand
fathers silver"
"Have you recovered them?"
"No, but I wouldn't mind that SO
much II I had Tip, though I'm very
poor. I'm afraid they're not treating
him well, and Pm lonesome without
him"
"H'm! The man who petted him took
him to deprive you Of the alarm the
dog would give when the house was
entered. Burglars won't enter a house
without first getting rid Of the dog If
there is one"
"'Do you think soY ! supposed he
admired him. Everybody admires Tip.
Here's his picture"
She drew a photograph from her
reticule and handed it to the officer.
who inspected It, muttering to himself,
.ssUgly enough to be a prize fighter"
Then to the lady, II fancy they may
not have killed your dog, madam
"Heaven forbid!' she interrupted,
raising her hands and her eyes.
''They would more likely try to sell
him since they could easily get a big
price for him. I'm afraid we can't do
anything for you. madam. Il your dog
hadn't been stolen to enable the thief
or thieves to rob your rouse, | should
advise you to advertise a reward for
his return. stating that no questions
would be asked. But, you see, II they
got away with your spoons they
wouldn't risk trying to get q reward
for the dog. They're not quite such
big fools as that. No, ma'am; we can't
find your dog for you. but If you
choose to leave your address If any
thing turns up we'll let you know"
The old lady went away sorrowful.
A week passed when n morning Q
policeman called upon her and said.
the chief would like to see her at the
station. She went there and saw the
same man behind the desk as before.
81 have word,'' he said, that a sus
picious character is lettering about Ar
lington, fifty miles up the railroad.
He's got a dog with him which he's
trying to sell. I've phoned them to ar
rest him and hold him till we can dis.
cover II the dogs yours"
"I'N go right away and see" cried
the old lady excitedly.
There's no occasion for that" said
the man at the desk. "Just wait a
moment"
He took up a telephone receiver,
called the police station at Arlington
and asked to have the dog brought to
the phone. When 1t was announced the
dog was. there, the chief talked in the
receiver: Hello, doggy! Doggy want
a bone? Hello, Tip, Tip, Tip!" Then
he asked how the dog had taken his
call. The reply came that the only
recognition he showed was a slight
pricking up his ears at the name Tip.
"Now. madam said the chief. ''you
talk to him."
.Tip! Is that you. Tip? Did the
naughty nan take my little doggie
away from me-"
For reply there came a series Of
joyful barks.
"Let up" came a policeman's voice,
cor the dog'll break the machine"
The chief ordered the dog sent down,
and the same afternoon he was in his
mistress arms-that is, SO long as she
could keep him there. for he jumped
down and up and circled about, bark
ing. while the old lady sat with joyful
tears streaming down her cheeks.
It was a few days after this that the
lady received a note from the presi.
dent Of the -th National bank stating
that If she could find it convenient to
call at the bank he would be pleased
to see her. He added an invitation fol
her to bring her dog. She sent a reply
that the dog was not for sale. That
afternoon the president called on the
lady.
"There's no use" she said, 'for you
to try to buy Tip. | wouldn't part
with him for all the money in your
bank"
Nor would 1 deprive you Of him fol
twice that amount. l have called t.
!, tell you that Tip has been the means
!, Of our recovering 100000 worth Of
stolen securities. When you called K
him over the phone, the man who
had him was about to be released. HI
was held for further investigation and
turned put to be n Of a gang tina,
robbed our bank six months ago. Here
are your spoons, and here is the re
ward offered for the information lead
ing to the recovery of u bonds.
give It to you in trust for Tip as lont
as he lives. though you are to spent
the income and have the principal a
his DEATH"
! ! Tip and his mistress are living Ii
], luxury. MABEL D. HENDRICKS.
Were Naeged by Their Wives.
Rip Van Wrinkle. Socrates. Petruchit
Agamemnon, Joseph Gargery, Solt
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"Yaas.. sail C!.ioi!y Siiley. ''she wa
sat when I called. but l hope for be
Is tab luck next time"
"How u~nssn!a::t of you" exclaims
Miss Knox. "Yoa should wish her IL