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they are, and how the same telling blood stands out clearly 

 defined iil each. Paris is dead, but this variety of the strain 

 is ably represented by Jester, who is a remarkably fine hand- 

 some dog, and whose stock, as we have remarked above, are 

 nearly always possessed of a fine turn of speed. Gay City, too, 

 is bred on similar lines, being by Paris — Lady Glendyne, hence 

 own brother to Miss Glendyne. His first batch of saplings, 

 or rather such as we have seen of them, are hardly to our 

 liking ; but it seems as if this dog, himself a brilliant performer, 

 is absolutely certain to get some big winners in the future. He 

 is a remarkably handsome dog, but his back is as level as a 

 billiard board, his tail is set on too high, and he carries it 

 badly. We remember judging at a show where he was a com- 

 petitor, and he had to put up with second place to a dog of 

 Dr. Salter's, faultless in conformation, but who in these running 

 days would have had to ' look on ' from a respectful distance 

 if he had been slipped with the dashing red. So much for 

 show points. 



Now we come to Greentick, and we take the union of that 

 game and honest dog with Bit of Fashion (a speedy, though 

 somewhat flashy bitch, but one of the best-looking ones we 

 have ever seen) as productive of indubitably the best grey- 

 hound of our time. Bit of Fashion's dam. Pretty Nell, was by 

 Country Man out of an unnamed i. w. bitch by Willie Wylie — 

 Miss Johnson (a granddaughter of Canaradzo), whence it will 

 be seen that she is oufbred to a considerable extent, and as 

 her dam produced London (a good winner and sire of winners) 

 to Pathfinder (by Ptarmigan — Gallant Foe) we may feel assured 

 that the cross is a successful one. Besides Fullerton and Bit 

 of Fashion in her first litter, she threw Yooi Over (Jupon 

 Vert), Yo Doit and Kate Cuthbert, all winners, her second lot 

 including Young Fullerton, Simonian, Netherwhitton, Over 

 the Alt, &c. From a cross of Greentick with Miss Glendyne 

 great things were naturally expected, but the result was rather 

 disappointing. One of the progeny, a blue brindle dog called 

 Cagliostro, ran in the Waterloo Cup of 1890, and after 



