THE CHOW CHOW 



" Beasts which Buff on never knew.'' 



WE English are curiously eclectic in our tastes, canine 

 as well as philosophical. Not content with what we 

 have, we go on ransacking the world for something new, 

 something strange, something that no one else has got, until in the 

 process of time the variety we have acquired becomes so acclimatised 

 that we almost think it our own. Among the strangers from the 

 uttermost parts of the earth which have enriched the ranks of our 

 domestic ca7ticlce^ the Chow Chow holds high position, but, though 

 he is with us, he never seems to be a part and parcel of our lives. 

 Watch his demeanour. See him going through life occupied with 

 his own concerns ; rather, preoccupied, I should say^ for he has a 

 singular indifference to his surroundings. Is his mind in his old 

 home in the far East ? 



" For the temple bells are callin', an' it's there that I would 

 be." Perhaps, pondering the deeper mysteries of this world, he 

 has arrived at Thoreau's conclusion that : " Public opinion is a 



