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winning Terriers when widely introduced; and with its 

 extraordinary ability to stand successful inbreeding, it 

 may be said to have done more to disseminate a good 

 average Terrier than any other strain. It brought sym- 

 metry, character, and good coats, although more profuse 

 than before; and it was not until the advent of Champion 

 Spice, with his doubtful lineage on his dam's side, that a 

 branch of the Belvoir strain, through him, went all to 

 pieces as regards their jackets. The tremendous opportu- 

 nities given this very good dog at stud resulted in a very 

 few good ones. Mixture, Brockenhurst Spice, Earl Leices- 

 ter, and Hysop were about the best. His blood, however, 

 with careful handling, and tempered with that of strains 

 of more fixity of type, helped to produce Rachel, First 

 Flight, Syrup, Raffle, Chattox, and a host of others in the 

 second, third, and fourth generations. Spice was brought 

 to America in 1886, by Mr. Kelly, of New York, at the 

 largest price ever paid by an American exhibitor. His 

 career was very short. After doing but little service in the 

 stud, he lost his life in a fight with one of Mr. Kelly's 

 Deerhounds within the year, so that what Spice blood we 

 have in this country did not come to us directly from him. 

 Earl Leicester, his kennel companion, was disposed of in 

 the same way by Mr. Kelly's Grecian Greyhound last 

 year. Mixture is in Mr. John E. Thayer's kennels, at 

 Lancaster, Mass., where he has done excellent service in 

 the stud. 



Just at this moment a strain is becoming of special 

 interest; it is the Buffer, through his grandson Buff at one 

 time much thought of, but of recent years little used and 

 often much abused. The Buffers were always accused of 

 possessing a cross of Beagle, which brought them heavy, 

 listless ears and a want of true character. I must say my 

 own experience with blood akin to it gave me some results 

 of that very sort. Buffer was a son of the Marquis of 

 Huntley's Bounce, and the dog I used with my Tartar 

 bitch Nellie spoken of already in this article was also a 

 son of his, called Bismarck. Ten years ago, a friend of 



