22 The Sporting Dog 



Queen's Place Pride, sumptuous among her sis- 

 ters as the star-gowned maiden of the fairy tale, 

 I have felt that a gentleman's instinctive love of 

 unexceptionable appointments should weed all 

 other kinds from his shooting establishment. 



If I happen to watch the work of pointers like 

 Cuba Jr., Alford's John, or Alpine Lad, possess- 

 ing nearly all of the best setter qualities and some 

 advantages of their own, I can believe that setters 

 will disappear and leave the shooting field to 

 these Americans of the coat that never comes 

 off. 



Then it may be Marie's Sport, the Llewellin, 

 structured of steel splinters, born a hunter and a 

 leader, charged with vitality and character; and 

 I predict that this is the type which sportsmen 

 will cause to outlive all the rest through the selec- 

 tion of the fittest. 



But if it is Mohawk, another Llewellin, I see 

 last, he makes the impression — stripped of 

 superfluities, lithe as an otter, quick as a ferret, 

 tireless as Mahomet's mare. He almost per- 

 suades me that he is the finished product, the 

 summation of improvement. 



Irish setter men and Gordon men have their 

 sufficient grounds of choice and their satisfactions. 

 Perfected form and color are more than barren 

 elaborations of breeding effort. They do not 

 appeal to you, maybe, or to me. But the connois- 



