The Prescott daily news., 1908-04-24
The Reward
By E. D. Atkinson

'kiyi-yi-ki-yi!" yelped a little black dog, as he fled from the missiles of Suburbanite Jones and lodged around the corner of Neighbor Jackson's house into Philmot's tidy lawn.
 Aaron Philmot, an eccentric bach elor of 4S. was particularly proud of his beautiful lawn and Jones expected the little stray dog to meet his doom.
 But Philmont was not brutal. As the frightened canine rushed across the lawn and leaped upon the porch, pc culiar compassion filled his heart. and he took the stranger into the house.
 That night as the kindly bachelor sat beside the hearth and petted his new-found friend, a notice in the even ing paper attracted his attention. It read:
 Lost, Strayed or Stolen-A small black dog with brown spot over the left eye. If found, advise and receive reward. J. L., 12l street"
 The description tallied exactly with the dog he had rescued. With feel l ihS ohii to SOilON, TUT HIS ut-dfI longed for the affection manifested by the little fellow, Philmot went to his desk and wrote. in his frank bold script:
 U. L.-Call at 1906 c street, and you may have the dog advertised In this evenings paper as lost Yours truly. AARON PHILMOT."
 The following day he was surprised to receive a sweet-scented missive, ad- dressed by feminine hand, and, opening 1t, he read, with some curios- ity, the following:
 Aaron Philmot, City.-Dear Sir: Will you please bring. or send, my lit tie terrier to my address? A satisfac- tory remuneration for your time and trouble will be made. Yours truly, Jesse Le Seure."
 With mingled feeling of trepidation and anticipation Philmot set out on his errand the following evening. just as the twilight shades were falling. Beside him, secured by small rope, trudged the terrier.
 As 1t was quite a long distance. however. his fluttering heart had some what regained its composure by the time he reached the correct number on R street. and he noted the surround ings as he sauntered up the brick walk that led to the house. It was small house, set we'll back in the yard and the giant oaks cast gloom over 1t, However. soft, mellow light from within promised cheerful interior.
 He rang the door bell and listened. In an instant he heard some one walk ing. and lady, opening the door. bade him enter. She was middle-aged. but her luxuriant brown hair had not the slightest tinge of gray. Her face was fair and full. and her large eyes brown. and withal she charmed the bachelor of 45 as though he were schooboy.
 q have returned the terrier" he said. as he entered.
 "Oh. 1 am so glad" she answered. sweetly. He saved me from death at the time my husband was killed three years ago, and I am very much at tached to him"
 The conversation then drifted to the tragedy and from there to current top les Ere he was aware of 1t two hours had flown. and yet he was 10th to go. But the mantel clock kept warning, and with an effort he arose.
 Come again, Mir. Philmot," she said. with a most bewitching smile.
 With pleasure. if l may" he an swered
 As they stood by the door one eve ming after the birds had retreated southward before the cold north wind, he held her hand moment longer and gazed intently into her face.
 "A penny for your thoughts" she whispered.
 My thoughts?" he asked slowly but tensely. My thoughts were of you. was thinking of that 'ad.' I read sev eral months ago"
 What about it?" she asked.
 q want my reward" he answered. earnestly.
 Now the little terrier is at home among the beautiful shrubbery of Phil mots suburban home. Neighbors Jones and Jackson eye the dog with astonishment, and recall his masters kindliness months before. Shocked Her System.