THE BOSTON TERRIER 



" I am an American — and iv he never I look up 

 and see the stars and stripes overhead, that is 

 home to me.'' 



Oliver Wendell Holmes. 



THE United States is a great country, full of many beautiful 

 and wonderful things, but strangely enough it has grown 

 few dogs of its own, the native varieties being singularly limited in 

 number. Although the Boston Terrier is also an exotic, being 

 composed of materials imported in the hrst instance from Great 

 Britain, we would not be so churlish as to rob our American cousins 

 of one of their most cherished possessions. He is named after the 

 " Hub of the Universe," and that must suffice. The Americans 

 annex all that is best of our own breeds. It was they who gave 

 ^1,300 for a St. Bernard, nearly as much for some collies, and 

 over a thousand for several bulldogs, but we have never reciprocated 

 by introducing the gentleman from Boston. Perhaps, in the 

 interests of good feeling between the two nations, it is as well that 

 we have not done so, for the chances are that if we had we should 

 have altered his style, changed the standard of points, and made 



