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description of the spaniel. Then he referred to a 

 book of old records ; and there was the spaniel I 

 had found * i Reward.' The superintendent 

 told me the spaniel had been lost for three 

 months, and had been seen nine miles from where 

 I found her. An old house-steward came to fetch 

 her, and paid me the pound. It was worth a pound 

 to see that old Scotchman take the little dog in 

 his arms and say, again and again, * Coom to 

 daddy !' I understood that a claim for damages 

 against the railway company failed, because it was 

 obvious that the dog's collar had been fastened too 

 loosely (a point worth attention when sending dogs 

 by rail). Once a year I cycled past the house 

 where the old fellow was employed, about fifteen 

 miles distant, and he begged me to call and see 

 him and the little black spaniel (which lost a toe 

 through the trap). It was a lovely old place 

 enough to say that the lawn was bounded on 

 one side by a trout-stream. I called again a 

 year after : it was on a Sunday. ' Daddy ' had 

 been buried on the Saturday. 



