Los Angeles herald. [microfilm reel] (Los Angeles [Calif.]) 1900-1911, 1908-05-10

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1t was simple pure affection that caused him
to look after the welfare of Flora; he reasoned
out many things for her good in his mind and
it was dog instinct that brought about his wis.,
conclusions.
She often went to the depot to take the train
for the city. Tip understood that at such times
he was to remain at home, for had he not often
been told So? But it was so hard on dog affection
to realize that it was for the best. He could not
look at 1t that way, and he reasoned it all out
in his small head that the next time he heard
her talking of going to the city he would go too
he did not exactly know how, but he would go
some way, and take of this dearest of friends
in the big wicked city
Soon the day came; he listened very attentively
to the family talk, pretending all the time not
to hear. He followed her to the depot, keeping
out of sight; he saw the big long train come in,
he watched her get into of the cars, but before
he could get into even tiny corner of it, away
it had gone-gone off and left him and taken his
best friend He watched the train grow smaller
and smaller till 1t was mere dot in the distance,
then nothing at all. He had half mind to
sit down and cry, for he was afraid he would
see her any more-but no, that would not
do he must bestir himself, be man.
The path between the rails looked as If it
might be pretty good walking. He thought he
would try it; he would walk to the city, and how
surprised she would be to him. So patter,
patter, patter trotted his feet down the track at
a lively gait, for his heart was light and happy
at the prospect, idea filling his mind love
for his dearest friend.
He saw her. he knew her, he loved ner,
What else could poor doggte do!
His world would be nothing without her,
She was Queen of his heart so true.
Shopping was over in the big city; tired and
hungry she returned home.
Where was Tip? He did not run to- meet her
as usual No Tip in the house. What could have
happened? Dinner time passed, bed time came
loving calls at the open door brought no response
no Tip on the soft pillow tonight. AS she Weakened
during the night she listened, but all in va1n
In the morning there the empty chair; break
fast and no Tip. Inquiry all along the line
neighbors depot master, section boss-insp1red In
terest for all knew Tip and his devotion to Flora
and her love for him, and human kindness made
them all akin, for the day wore on message
came from some section men far down the rail-
road that Tip had feen found, but his body was
cold and lifeess.
Surely If there is haven where all good dogs
CO. Tip Just as surely found that place. And
it may be some beautiful evening the stars
twinkle through the heavenly curtain of blue, you
may see the Dog Star, and with the simplicity
of child, wonder, is Tip there?
He was unused to the way of the world Hurry
ing along with loving thoughts of Flora, passing
train overlook him and his happy life was over.
His place in the family has never been filled
and never will be; they still live in this home,
and ever have pleasant memories of their faithful
loving Tip.
He was faithful friend, and lover,
And companion ever true;
He just poor wee doggie,
But he did the best he knew