The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1931-08-26


dad and me were down town in the
car. We parked and when we came
back Spot as gone. I'm a carrier
for the Press. I read your ad last
night, but I couldn't get over here
on account of getting somebody to
carry my route.
But I'm sure it's Spot you've
got. He's just like the ad says, gray
and brown with a black spot over
the right eye and black tail
That's way I named i'm Spot.
Where is hep"
THE long speech had some tum-
Il bling forth in excited jerks.
The boy had his cap in his hand.
His sandy hair slanted across his
forehead in disordered wisps. He
had blue, very serious eyes and a
determined manner.
Where is hep" the boy repeated.
"Ill show you," Norma said. She
had been silent more because there
had not been opportunity to speak
than for any other reason. Well
go down iuto the basement"
She led the way along the hall
and the boy followed. AS she was
about to open the door leading to
the basement stairs he stopped her.
wait a T-lnute," the youngster
said, cycling Norma shrewdly. Il
suppose you'll want to know If its
really my Spot you've got here.
Il suppose you think maybe 1
made up some of what I told you.
We don't have to go downstairs to
find out. Listen to this"
He got down on his two knees
before the open door, leaned down
into the darkness below and ut
tered a shrill whistle. An instant's
pause and then the whistle was re-
peated with three sharp blasts.
For a moment the pair eyed each
other. Compassion swelled in the
girls heart as she saw the boy was
sure to face disappointment. He
was such a sturdy little urchin, so
confident.
The boy did not whistle again.
He was leaning forward, hand
cupped to his ear, straining to hear.
Then smile like sunlight crossed
his face. Hes coming!" he cried
triumphantly. Il hear him!"
Sure enough! Norma heard the
family perceptible tap-tap of puppy
feet on the basement floor. A shout
from the boy. Another instant and
the barking, wiggling little animal
and his youthful master were a
rolling, squealing mass of ecstasy.
They tumbled backward against
the wall. They tumbled forward.
With quick, bounding leaps the pup
by was now in the youngsters arms,
now climbing over his back.
"Spot!'' the boy cried. "Oh, Spot,
you OF funny-faced, crazy OIL Spotty
dog! Stop that, will your"
The pup was in the boys arms,
Spots flashing little tongue licked
his masters cheek. Another mo-
ment of delirious reunion and then
the youngster scrambled to his feet
Still holding the puppy, breath
less, from the scufie, the youngster
said proudly, well, Miss, I guess
I proved he's my dog all right
didn't I? That's how I always call
him-by whistling."
y ~
NORMA thought she never had
~ seen a happier child. "Of
course can see he's your dog" she
said. And I'm glad you read the
ad and came for him. Spots a
lovely puppy. You'll have some
grand times together"
"Oh, Surel" the boy said, for some
reason at this late moment sue
cumbing to bashfulness. Sure,
we'll have good times together all
right. We always do For the
first time he caught sight of the
collar about the pups neck and in
Spected it with interest.
Il got the collar" Norma ex-
planned, so I could get him home
safely the night I found him
There's IA leash, too, upstairs. IL
get it"
Never mind" the boy interrupt
ed. "I've got a leash for him anC
a collar, too, at home only he didn't
have 'em on the day in the car
Believe me, Spots goin' to weal
that leash from now on whether he
wants to or not!" He gave the dos
a squeeze. Then backing away anc
looking up at the girl with a glance
that was a perfect imitation of 6
dignified adult, he said, We'll
Ma'am, what do owe you?
"Why-for what?"
"AS a reward for findin' Spot.
Norma laughed. You don't ow
ME a thing in the world" she SAID
Not a thing. Take your pupp,
home and see to it that he doeSn'
get out again without that leash
BY the way-you haven't told m
your name?"
William Schwartz
Mines Norma Kent" the gir
told him Well. William, I'm gla,
to have met you and glad to turf
Spot over to you"
I ought TO reward you," the bo
said uncertainty. spots a fine do
and he's worth lot to me-"
She persuaded him such cours
was unnecessary. A minute or tw
more and William Schwartz pause,
in the door again. this time bearin
the puppy in his arms.
Miss Kent" he said formally, Il
there's ever anything I can do 70
yoV ! hope you will call on me. Re
member the name William
Schwartz. live over on Tsas
Seventy-sixth. The number is 804.
Thank you very much, William
III remember"
Norma went up to her room wit
a pleasant sense of satisfaction. !
was fine tc see any one as happ
as that youngster. He had made he
forget that the world Is filled wit
disappointment, sorrows and heart
ache.