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I don't suppose he would ever have been beaten. How- 

 ever, after a stormy career here, where he had more ups 

 and downs than he deserved, he joined the distinguished 

 band of remarkable Terriers already domiciled in the 

 land of the Stars and Stripes, where he had a great time 

 at the head of the prize list, and was seldom beaten. 

 His son, Clonmel Floriform, out of that good old slave, 

 Clonmel Caramel, downed him at New York, under 

 George Raper. 



Always a very much under-rated Terrier was the same 

 Floriform. Given a little more length of head and a 

 sounder coat, and he could top the competition in any 

 country. Two championships fell to him in England, 

 and I rather fancy that he qualified for the full title of 

 champion in the United States. A kennel fight, which left 

 him minus one of his ears, cut short his bench career. 

 He sired out there the best bitch of 1904 in Ingaflora, 

 a great winner since. The sensational Bank House 

 Guest, and numerous minor lights, who did their fair 

 share of winning about that time, also claimed him as 

 their sire. 



A greater Terrier than Floriform, and one who had a 

 much more distinguished career, was Ch. Legrams 

 Prince. He made his debut under one of the keenest 

 and strongest supporters the fancy ever had, Mr. Harold 

 Mitchell, of Birmingham. Prince was a raw, immature 

 sort of dog, but with rare promise for the future, which, 

 as the books of the breed will tell us, he amply fulfilled. 

 Ch. Clonmel Bed Rock was his conqueror on this occasion, 

 but of this Terrier more anon. I don't think that Prince 

 came out again until Cruft's, 1902, where he literally 

 swept the decks from Open to Puppy class, and never 

 were victories better deserved. He was a perfect picture 

 of hard, beautiful form, showing like a hackney, and he 

 spreadeagled the field. I had myself at that time a very 

 useful performer in the ring in Clonmel Warlock, and 



