these nasty sprinklers would damage much goods by stains 

 in his store. But worse still: A gentleman in London told 

 me he saw a nice looking lady leading a pet poodle on a 

 main street, five or six squares from her home; she stopped 

 a moment to look in a show window; when she started to 

 walk on, her little Dolly could not lead — a larger dog was 

 trying to pull the other way, and you can imagine her mor- 

 tification in a crowded street. Probably $100.00 would not 

 have been thought of as the worth of Dolly. To let go 

 was to loose Dolly and a $20.00 chain and collar, besides, 

 when fifty cents spaying would have saved all this shame 

 and made Dolly a canine lady pet, for ladies and little child- 

 ren to play with on all occasions. 



I practice what I preach. My dogs for the past twenty 

 years have been spayed bitches, are clean and nice, never 

 go off, don't smell doggy, don't want to play with common 

 dogs, would prefer children's company. There are more 

 spayed bitches in this county than in any five counties in 

 the state. Try it and you will keep no others hereafter, 

 unless you should get part of your farm fenced with high 

 woven wire, and try to raise about five hundred pups a year 

 of the royal stock with long pedigress. I have heard that 

 a box of monkeys was a funny lot, but I think fifty two- 

 months-old pups, in a pound, would be more interesting to 

 me, especially if some gifted trainer had them broke to 

 work in their line, as trainers break colts to do, or go in 

 their line of pacing, racing or to light harness. I mean the 

 best, first, last and all the time. The world buys our horses 

 and cattle why not induce them to buy our dogs. All 

 Englishmen like dogs, even Queen Victoria raises dogs and 

 feeds them well; as regularly as we feed horses. The 



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