DOG SHOWS. 267 



see it all again in my mind's eye, and I am 

 quite content to view it so. 



Some three years and a half ago, I went to 

 judge at a show with some well-known sporting 

 gentlemen. I had not been much in England 

 for twenty years, and had forgotten nearly all 

 my youthful acquaintances. 



The very first person I stumbled against was 

 the ever-to-be-remembered dog-fancier. I knew 

 him on the instant. There he was, as busy as a 

 bee, in shirt sleeves ; a large frill to the said 

 shirt, a dirty-white watered silk waistcoat, and 

 still more dirty and greasy continuations. Yes, 

 there he was, the fancier of bygone days, lord- 

 ing it at a dog-show ; time close quarters 

 bad air hard training drink, and late hours, 

 had not affected him ; he was " as hearty as 

 ever," and from his general appearance I should 

 judge he had yet many days in store for him ; 

 but " revenons a nos moutons." 



I cannot understand the enormous prices 

 given for toy dogs. " Chacun a son gout" if 

 toy-terriers and others are worth so much, what 

 must be the value of a good field-dog ? 



I trust the matter of dog-shows will be kept 



