Lincoln County leader. [volume] (Toledo, Lincoln County, Or.) 1893-1987, 1908-03-27
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with pale face and grizzly gray wavyI
hair pulled down in an old fashioned
way over her temples.
"Your dog. madam
Yes. He's been missing for weeks.
I'm sure he's been stolen. for he
wouldn't have left me willingly for
the world. He's Scotch terrier. and
his name is Tip. He loves me better
than any one. and somehow can't get
along without him"
when did you miss him. madamY'
Its three weeks ago last Wednes-
day. ] saw strange man call to him
and pet him. thought the man had
taken fancy to him = he's such a.
beauty-but didn't suppose he would
steal him. Poor little 1ipw
The last words were spoken with as
much tenderness as If Tip had been a
kidnapped child.
"Is that all? Were there no other
suspicious circumstances connected
with your dogs disappearance"
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 | wouldn't mind that so
much If had Tip. though I'm very
poor. I'm afraid they're not treating
him well. and I'm lonesome without
him"
HIN! 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 house
without first getting rid of the dog If
there is one."
do you think so? | supposed he
admired him. Every ybody admires Tip.
Here's his picture"
She drew photograph from her
reticule and handed 1t to the officer,
who inspected it. muttering to himself,
ugly enough to be prize fighter"
Then to the lady. Il fancy they may
not have killed your dog. madam
Heaven forbidr she interrupted,
raising her hands and her eyes.
"They would more likely try to sell
him since they could easily get big
price for him. I'm afraid we can't do
anything for you. madam. II your dog
hadn't been stolen to enable the thief
or thieves to rob your rouse, should
advise you to advertise reward for
his return. stating that no questions
would be asked. But, you see. If they
got away with your spoons they
wouldn't risk trying to get 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 one morning a
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.
II have word" he said. that 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 If the dogs yours"
"I'll 60 right away and see." cried
the old lady excitedly.
"There's no occasion for that" said
the man at the desk. Just wait q
moment"
He took up telephone receiver.
called the police station at Arlington
and asked to have the dog brought to
IL. phone. When it was announced the
dog was there the chief talked in the
receiver: "Hello. doggy! Doggy want
a bone? Hello, Tip. Tip, Tipv Then
he asked how the dog had taken his
call. The reply came that the only
recognition lie showed was a slight
pricking up his ears at the name Tip.
"Now, madam" said the chief. "you
talk to him."
Zip! Is that you, Tip? Did the
naughty man take my little doggie
away from meY'
For reply there came series of
| Joyful parks.
"Let up," came policeman's voice.
"or 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.
1T was -ew days after this that the
lady received note from the presi-
dent Of the -th National bank stating
that If she could find 1t convenient to
call at the bank he would be pleased
to see her. He added an invitation for
her to bring her dog. She sent reply
that the dog was not for sale. That
afternoon the president called on the