May 22, 1884,1 



FOREST AND STREAM. 



331 



I agree with you insaj tog that Delaorah has the best tttuzzle, 



befog the sqiiare&t cut., but in many other points Chase is far 



.■ b as uuncli bettor length of oar, they are hung 



rand fully as good in regafd to width, her coat is better, 



Deborah's beiuga httls too short and lying a little too close, 



and Deborah has very little brush on tail while Chase has 



plpnty The general expression oi* Deborah was very ptiggish 



and she lacked the hound-like expression that a beagle, should 



possess. N. Elmore. 



SrAUBY, Conn., May 19, 



ENGLISH AND AMERICAN FOXHOUND. 



IT IS evident, judging from the specimens of both English 

 a.nd American foxhomids exhibited at the late show of 

 the Westminster Kennel Club, at Madison Square (harden, in 

 Now York, as well as at the other numerous displays through- 

 out, the United States, that the two animals should not be 

 placed in the same class or judged by the same standard. They 

 are now as separate and distinct as are the poiuter and the 

 Dalmatian, The English bound having been crossed and re- 

 Bfosaed with other breeds to give him both courage, and speed, 

 has lost all vestige, of his former outline, and notably failed in 

 his scenting powers. While the American dog, descending 

 from the old Southern hound, brought to this country by the 

 Cavaliers of Virginia and Maryland, has been kept pure with- 

 out a cross and to this day shows his clear origin and typical 

 characteristics. The several breeders of foxhounds in this 

 section, as well as owners of working packs (1 do not refer to 

 anise-seed bau work, but the chase of the fox), who have all at 

 different times imported the English foxhound with a view of 

 making a fair comparison with their own dogs, and to cross 

 them if advisable, have in every instance discarded the Brit- 

 isher and declared him inferior. 'Mr. Howard Lewis, a, promi- 

 nent member of the Rose Tree Hunt, has made the experiment, 

 aed both Messrs. .Shan or and John Yerkes, breeders of this 

 section, will not allow an English dog .in their kennels. 



Mr. Lort, while at one of the Westminster Kennel Club 

 shows, acknowledged to a prominent Philadelphia fancier that 

 the English dogs had sadly degenerated and did not possess 

 the nose the breed once had, and remarked that another cross 

 would have to be looked for in order to recover the ground 

 lost, and named the otter bound as the only one they could 

 go to in England. The writer has knowledge that Mr. Lort 

 would have taken back with him a pah' of very fine black and 

 tan hounds of Mr. Yer&e's breeding, had the owner, Mr. 

 Laudenbcrger, been willing to part with them. There is no 

 pack of foxhounds in England- that does not now require the 

 whippor-in. in order to be kept, on the scent of a fox. Show 

 me an imported animal that, can keep up with our own 

 hounds on the trail of a fox which takes as his course of flight 

 first the woods, then the swamp, and then the rocky hillside. 

 I am told by fox hunters who have tried the English dogs 

 here that they have seen him "show up' 1 and lose their fox in 

 the open field. Our own dog may not have the speed and dash 

 o f the Britisher, but he has the qualities we need for this 

 country, a keen nose to follow and stick to his fox in all kinds 

 of ground. 



It will take but half an eye to discover that the English 

 foxhound and the American dog are cliff erent in conforma- 

 tion and should not be placed in the same class at shows. The 

 former, in my estimation, has decidedly a cur look, shows his 

 coarse hues, rough coat and the crosses that have been re- 

 sorted to, while the latter has a thoroughbred appearance, a 

 true hound savor that has been given hiin by the old Southern 

 hound, i'rom which he is descended. We need just such a dog 

 in this country, but the English dog is useless here and has 

 proven such. Why, then, take him as our standard and 

 award him the blue and red ribbon when, in my mind, at the 

 late New York show the first prize should have been given to 

 the exhibit of the Blooming Grove Park Association? It is 

 hoped that the attention of foxhound breeders will be drawn 

 to this subject and their views made known in the Fouest and 

 Stream. It would be very interesting to your readers if both 

 Mr. Howard Lewis, of Media, Pa., and Dr. Hydekopher, of 

 Philadelphia, could be induced to write upon the subject, as I 

 know of no persons better posted on the American breed of 

 foxhounds. Homo, 



ENGLISH KENNEL NOTES. 



THE success of the Warwick show, which closed on Priday, 

 the ISth inst., is the chief topic of conversation in the 

 dog world. It was not difficult to foretell its success; they 

 had all the elements of that quality to start with. 



The show presented a very pretty coup tftwil on entering. 

 There was ample space to promenade between the benches 

 without leaving samples from your tailor in the inquisitive 

 jaws of the exhibited, 



Spratts did the benching and Jeyes the disinfecting. I have 

 one grumble against each of these Anns. Messrs. Spratt by 

 this time should surely know what space the different breeds 

 require, and yet some of the classes were so uncomfortably 

 situated in room that they could not turn round. With re- 

 gard to Jeyes, I cannot understand why they prefer to use 

 their liquid instead of dry disinfectant. The effect is to make 

 the place sloppy, and most objectionable to visitors, being 

 ruinous to their boots and dresses. The powder is equally 

 efficacious. 



I must, admit that I heard more complaints than usual about 

 the judging, especially of the collie and mastiff classes. 



The judges of these" classes were Messrs. Radcliffe and Por- 

 tier. The first named struck me as being very painstaking 

 and very conscientious, but I think his knowledge of the breed 

 is hardly profound enough yet to enable him to deal with such 

 large classes containing so many new lights. He was uncon- 

 scionably long over his work, and seemed to hesitate, weigh and 

 consider where there was really no doubt, and every collie 

 man round the ring had made up his mind, and then when he 

 did decide, the result was usually a surprise to the onlookers. 



There is a deal in ''how" one judges. You -can be too care- 

 ful, if you hesitate till you are lost in doubt and confusion 

 There are many methods and means of arriving at the best 

 dogs, but I think the simplest and surest is the weeding out 

 principle. If twenty dogs file into the ring, there will be at 

 least six so conspicuously bad that you can turn them out as 

 they come in. 



Having got alt the class before you, nicely round the ring, 

 bo careful that your ring-steward has not left any sittiug on 

 the bench, which is an injustice that often happens to dogs at 

 shows unaccompanied by their owners, who are chagrined at 

 the defeat of then- dog, which may never have been led out 

 before the judge. In your first survey you will pi obably see 

 another four good enough to leave. 



Now you must begin to be careful if the class was a good 

 one. These ten will require a. careful looking over, so first trot 

 them round the ring; this will show yon the halt, the lame, 

 and the blind. If any of the exhibitors' should feel his pride 

 hurt by the circussing, and resent the walk round, promptly 

 give his dog to a keeper to lead, and if he object to that, order 

 him out of the ring. I would show no consideration in such a 

 case, because if on account ot the clumsy way in which his 

 loutish owner showed the dog, you overlook him, and he turns 

 out to be a good one. Vie sure no mercy will be shown to your 

 blunder 



Well, here are the dogs walkiug round. "Hullo, out von go 

 there with the broken off forel eg," "What did you Bay, Mr, 

 Exhibitor, only noticed him walking stiff this morning,, ah, 

 really, what a very unobservant man you must be, take him 

 out." "Gad, how badly that one moves,' bring liim here, please; 

 let me see his teeth (always let the owner open the mouth), 

 jrgs, very old, and must, hare been a grand dog six years ago, 

 but every dog has his day you know, sir; I will give you the 

 highest honor short of the coin, and of that he has wou plenty 

 at other shows— vhc." So j'ou have got some room, only | 



eight, and you think you can see the winner already, but don't 

 be in a hurry, lead up to him. 



Now for the individual inspection. "Fair head and coat, 

 short in the couplings rather. Don't hit your dog, Sir, 1 don't. 

 mm a his jumping up, give me your stick. Here dog, pstl fetch 

 it! Good' ears; hullo, look at his tail right over his back, that's 

 what you wanted the stick for; eh.? to keep his tail down, sly 

 dog. but he's worth a c. card." Seven left. "Decent all- 

 round dog, this one a bit slack behind— trot him up there in 

 front of me; hern! I thought so, iuclined to be cow-hocked, 

 he." Six. Sit tight and play up, bow anxious that tall man 

 looks, and that keeper ought to have his neck screwed for the 

 little interest he shows in the job. The very confident cock- 

 sure-looking gentleman thinks, " .can't lose to-day." Well, 



we'll see, but you are looking at the wrong end of the chain. 



"Whoa, there. Savage, is he? Then why didn't you say so? 

 Coarse throughout — another he." 



Five. Yes, there's no doubt about him. "Put him up in the 

 cornei"." Confident man much surprised he is not sent to fol- 

 low, but affects to look unconcerned, which doesn't go far to 

 reassure his wife, who now glares at the judge, while the 

 keeper, with the swell of the party in the comer, listlessly 

 converses with a pal over the barrier. Now these four. 

 "Very characteristic dog." You like him? "What a coat; 

 but that head. Well, you are not far out of it, sir. What is 

 your number? Thanks— vhc." 



Three and one in the corner. "Yes, he's a devilish hand- 

 some pup. Entered in the puppy class, too, is he? Ah, well, 

 well! Well, he's hai'dly made up enough yet— vhc. You'll 

 never do worse. In a few months he'll carry you into the 

 money." 



Two and one in the corner. "Here, you fellow, bring that 

 dog out of the corner." Where's yom* ring, steward ? All the 

 people have got under the. barrier, and are crowding round 

 you and the three dogs in their anxiety. "Stand back, please." 



"Gallop them found," What action that dog has.' But the 

 swell still leads. ' 'Stop ! Bring him on the board . Good head ; 

 something wrong about the shoulders — heavy rather; chest 

 could be narrower, too." "Bring the other two on the board." 

 "Feet not so good as theirs, either." "What did you say? 

 Took first prize at Carrabas? What's that to do with me, sir? 

 A very improper remark to make to the judge. 1 have half a 

 mind to rarn you out of the ring. What have I given you? 

 Good advice, sir, but your dog I award third prize to." 



Aud out he goes with the proverbial lively insect in his ear, 

 which will tingle for the next half horn-. Come, now, here's 

 the tug of war. You still like the look of the swell, but take 

 it quietly. You know the other is a famous dog, been doing a 

 lot of winning, and you have never seen the youngster before. 

 Well, give him extra attention, then. Head perfect, legs 

 straight as pillars, coat flat and straight, splendid quarters, 

 "Yes, he's a nailer." Put them along-side of one another. 

 Not much to choose; more quality in the young one perhaps — 

 yes, by Jove, and more character ; color not so pleasant as the 

 other, but the texture of coat— let me feel the other's— rather 

 much better. 



"Only second, sir; well, you ought not to feel ashamed of 

 being beaten by this lovely animal." But the confident man 

 is very much annoyed if he isn't ashamed, and sneeringly re- 

 peats your observation to his indignant spouse, who button- 

 holes him at the exit, and they walk away together consoling 

 themselves by remarking that "they suppose you bred the 

 winner or sold him ; that's it, of course, what can you expect, 

 and after all what does he know about s?" 



All the crowd are looking at the winner. Who's this im- 

 petuous yoimg man rushing up, elbowing his way and asking 

 excitedly, "Where's my dog? I missed my train aud they say 

 the judging's over. Hullo, keeper! what did he do? First? no, 

 hurrah!" aud up goes his hat, and the crowd smiles, the 

 keeper looks happy with half a sovereign in his hand which 

 he didn't earn, and the mad-with-joy exhibitor, whose first 

 entry this was in the show world, "bred him myselt? rather, 

 of course I did!" walks proudly out, leading the swell and feel- 

 ing that every eye is on him, and so they are. 



Well, but look here, this did not happen at Warwick, so 

 adieu, imagination, and return hard facts. I was talking 

 about the new judges. The other, viz., Mr. Portier, I have 

 an idea has judged before, but I don't remember where. This 

 is the gentleman who writes very long letters on black and 

 tan terriers and mastiffs over the nom de plume of "Anglo 

 American." By his accent he is French, and that may be 

 why he was chosen to decide upon merit in the foreign classes, 

 but why mastiffs? 



Oh, wait a bit. I notice the British Kennel Association, 

 which I understood was in difficulties, comes down handsome 

 in prizes in the mastiff classes. Envious people might dwell 

 on the flush. Mr. Taunton is the B. K. A. ; Mr. Portier is his 

 Fidus Achates (Arcades ambo). Cardinal beat Crown Prince 

 for the stud prize. 



Not one suspicion do I cast upon Mr. Portier's strict probity, 

 and I can say more, that I feel confident that the above award 

 was an honest, independent and conscientious one, but none 

 the less when the atmosphere of the kennel world is so thick 

 with sharp practice, shady doings, etc., no handle should be 

 given to the party of "envy, hatred, andalluncharitableness." 



What others and I may call courage, Mr. Portier's good- 

 natured friends may term partiality. 



I think Mr. Portier was plucky to put Mr. Beaufoy's Pontiff 

 over Crown Prince, and I also think he was wrong. Compared 

 to his highness the papal one is small, but very massive, he 

 has a short square head, plenty of bone, and is fawn gray with 

 a black mask. It is true Crown Prince has a flesh-colored nose 

 and fleshy finings to lips and eyes, but stand him up side by 

 side with any other mastiff alive, and see how he "towers." 



Crown Prince is a grand and imposing brute, his head is full 

 of mastiff character, and at stud I know few dogs that have 

 so improved their breed as this splendid creature. There is 

 the type of the sire about all his "get," and you can walk 

 down the bench and say "that's by Crown Prince, and that, 

 and that." 



Mr. Taunton and Mr. Portier seem anxious for the preserva- 

 tion of brindle mastiffs. I don't see th e necessity, if then- 

 color is to be all and all, for a more miserable, half -starved, 

 under-sized lot of yard-dogs I never saw than m the two 

 classes devoted to brmdles at Warwick. I don't like the color, 

 and think a brindle must be a very good one to win; the color 

 makes them look mean and insignificant. 



Cardinal is the best I have seen since Wolsey, but Cardinal's 

 head is very plain andunwrinkled, and he looks light against 

 the fawns. Orlando, who was also on view in the champion 

 class, was out of his depth. He has a rai-e head and should 

 have a lot of weak, snipy -headed bitches sent to him. He has 

 a peculiar fault. His hind legs are very straight and he stands 

 inches higher behind than in front. I don't know whether a 

 dog would or could transmit such a blemish to his progeny. 



The champion bitch Rosalind is by Crown Piince,and a beauty 

 she is, on the small side perhaps, but much quality. Taken all 

 found I considered it an exceptionally good show of mastiffs. 

 As an Englishmen, I cannot help feeling gratified to see a 

 native breed holding its own against foreign invasion. A big 

 mastiff on good legs is an imposing, comforting companion, but 

 a moderate mastiff is a wretched thing— that is where some of 

 the other breeds have the advantage, for a moderate St. Ber- 

 nard is still a handsome companion dog. 



The mastiff's rival though is the boarhoimd, but I was not 

 impressed with this class. Sultan II. was allowed a walk over 

 in champions. He is a monster, but his head is weak, jaw too 

 pointed and fine. Mi Martin's Nero won easily in the open 

 dog class. Nero is one of the. giants, and has fulfilled the pro- 

 mise of his puppyhood. He is a ligbt-yellowish color with a 

 few stripes in it, he stands on wonderful forelegs and was 

 shown in the hardest condition. I should describe his faults, 

 common head for so grand a body, and an unpopular color. 

 Prince Charlie, second prize, is a poor "tiger" with a good 



head, I liked the black Thunder almost, if not quite, as well. 

 Mrs. Hazlerigg's black bitch Peeress has a perfect long head, 

 and well merited her honors. The puppy winner, Leal, is a 

 splendid fellow and remarkably furnished for his age. I like 

 his color, a deep, dark brindle. I observe that he is entered 

 in the catalogue "age eleven months, breeder and pedigree 

 unknown." That always puzzles me where they get the age 

 from if they don't know who bred him, in whose possession 

 he was born. 



I noticed a case in the Newfoundland class that struck me 

 as ridiculous and unjust. The classes are divided into black 

 and other than black.' Most of the black dogs, like all self- 

 colored breods, have a little white on the chest and often some 

 on the hind feet. This is not liked, a little is tolerated, but 

 much would be disqualification. Now mark the ingenuity of 

 the owner of a dog named Trojan. This dog is black, but he 

 has a lot of white on his chest, therefore he is a disqualified 

 black dog, but his owner then enters him in the other than 

 black class, which is unjust to the exhibitors of the Landseer 

 type, for this Trojan has no white on his head or back. It is 

 cute. 



Mr. Mellor made a great mistake in the Landseer class when 

 he put Seaman and Admiral Drake over the beautiful Charle- 

 magne. Since Evan's old Dick, I have seen nothing that so 

 nearly approached Sir Edwin Landseer's picture of a "Distin- 

 guished Member of the Royal Humane Society" as this Charle- 

 magne. , 



On the whole, though, 1 think most dog connoisseurs prefer 

 the blacks, Newfoundlands have suffered the most fro m the 

 advent of the St. Bernard, but there are still sufficient fanciers 

 to preserve them from extinction, and while there is Gordon 

 Stables there is hope. 



The champion deerhound prize looked a good thing for Mr. 

 Percy Cooper's Bevis on paper, but Cuchullin won on form 

 and condition. The winner is a dog of conspicuously aristo- 

 cratic appearance, with thin, long, snaky beak, and blue steel 

 coat. Chief tarn looked unkempt against the other two. 



Pointers were a nice class, Devon Sam won and took the 

 cup, I thought he looked good enough to claim at his cata^ 

 logue price, 50 guineas. His owner won again in bitches with 

 Devon Fan, priced the same. 



The judge could not separate those two beautiful dogs, 

 Ganymede, the Irish, and Sir Alister, the Laverack setter, so 

 he divided the champion prize. As all the champion classes 

 were,on the sweepstake plan each won his entrance fee, there 

 being only two entries. Sting, by Emperor Fred, bred by 

 Lord Downe, won in dogs, another £§Q dog. Sankey got 

 second honors. Blue Maud, by "Tarn o 1 Shanter, followed up 

 her Crystal Palace luck. In the Irish division two dogs, by 

 the champion Ganymede, were first and second, Lismcre and 

 Tyrone. 



In wavy retrievers Mr. S. E. Shirley's kennel earned every- 

 thing before it. Both champion prizes, first and second m 

 dogs, and second in bitches. His three winners in the open 

 ela"ss being out of one fitter by Zelstone ex Think, born March, 

 1888. Will he be able to breed another such litter from the 

 same parents? I doubt it, have seen it tried repeatedly, and 

 failed. 



Mr. S. Darbey was, as usual, to the fore in curly-coated re- 

 trievers, a far more interesting variety, in my opinion, than 

 the wavy, the latter have a Newfoundland air about them, 

 whereas* the curly are a very distinct and peculiar breed like 

 no other dog under the sun. A good curly retriever is an ex- 

 traordinary sight, with its short, close, springy corkscrew 

 curls. Chicory II., first m bitches, looked cheap enough at £31. 



The most extraordinary dog in the show was the Clumber 

 spaniel Boss. He is not a year old yet, and is the finest I 

 have seen. His body is enormous, and 'if you come up to him 

 lying down you would take him for a big dog, and then to see 

 him stand up on such impossibly short legs is quite surprising. 

 His coloring and coat are beautiful ; his coat has that peculiar 

 appearance as if the atmosphere held it up, it looks so light. 

 This effect is only noticeable in Clumbers and English setters. 

 I dare say Boss was claimed. His sister Doll, also a beauty, 

 got vhc. in the same class. 



Brida II. is a grand colored golden liver, and a big one. The 

 invincible Miss Obo was returned champion again. She is the 

 very model of a black spaniel, quite a picture, and I don't 

 think a mistake was made when she was claimed at Hertford 

 for £150. She is entered "not for sale" now. 



I asked a friend to go round the collie classes with me, and 

 he says the quality was superb. Charlemagne was there, and 

 it would take a strong-minded man to put the old champion 

 anywhere but first. His son Eclipse was next best (he looked 

 as if he had had a swim in the morning), and then came Rut- 

 laud, a black and tan dog-, rather short in the couplings and 

 otherwise lacking freedom. Donald is not worth mention. 



The open classes were so large that the judge divided them 

 into sables and black and tans. Lord Clyde, faulty about the 

 head, won in sables. This was a dreadful mistake, for by far 

 and away the best sable in the open and puppy classes was 

 Mr. Pirie's glorious dog pup The Scot, who is remarkably like 

 his sire Eclipse in face, color and coat. He only received third 

 prize in both classes. Red Gauntlet also, only vhc, I thought 

 should have beaten the winner. Then there was a gray dog, 

 Scottish Hero I think his name is, who could win in any com- 

 pany. Bar color, he is a very typical sheep dog. 



For the bitch prize it looked "a cornucopia to a cabbage- 

 net," as Pierce Egan says, on Mr. Krehl's Beatrix, a rich-col- 

 ored sable half-sister of the same owner's Eclipse. It must 

 have astonished the other end of the. chain when she got only 

 vhc. This was a most unaccountable decision, but I expect to 

 see it upset when she is next brought out. Flurry won, and 

 she is a pretty bitch, a bit wooden if anything. Miss Charle- 

 magne (a very vulgar name, by the way) I could not stand at 

 any price, she is only a nursery toy. 



In the next class a pup, The Squire, beat Lord Clyde, the 

 open dog winner. Mr. H. W. Thoiupson, the celebrated collie 

 judge, cleared the bench with his smooth champions, Guelt 

 and Yarrow. 



I have just read an extraordinary letter in the Field, by 

 Hugh Dalziel, on the Hertford distemper case last year. He 

 makes some damaging charges against the Hertford and Ken- 

 nel Club committees. But there is one sentence about a mem- 

 ber of the K. C. committee, Mr. Percy Reid, that will require 

 explanation or the club will have to take action, unless they 

 want public opinion to take it up. 



To return to the Warwick show. I was delighted to see so 

 good a fancier as the Rev. A. Carter with such a grand St. 

 Bernard pup as Plinfiminon. When full grown and made up 

 there's not the dog born that will hold him safe. I quite 

 expect to see him develop into as large a dog as Rector and a 

 much finer type of the breed. Phnlimmon's head has the 

 kind, benevolent look that is so essentially characteristic of 

 the St. Bernard ; it appears a little long and fine from the eyes 

 to the nose, but then with age his muzzle will broaden and 

 square up the head. His body cannot be criticized — color and 

 markings are perfect. I much prefer his orange tawny color 

 to the brindles. 



Mr. Smith is generally in the prize list, and he was to the 

 front again here with a new dog named Valentine. Although 

 rightly first in this class I don't think he is quite of the first 

 water. His head is very massive and full of expression, owing 

 to the black under the eyes. He has no dew claws and his 

 color is objectionable; it is a mousey gray. Faust was second; 

 he is well known to show-goers; his expression is rather sour, 

 and the coat curly, otherwise a tine, big dog. Valour was 

 vhc. He lately changed hands at a stiff figure, and now be- 

 longs to Mr. Sweet. I hardly think Valour fills Turk's place, 

 and if I were Mi - . Sweet I should rather see Turk back in my 

 kennel than its present occupant. Turk now belongs to a 

 Northern fancier, who, I hear, is doing remarkably well with 

 him, and sees the guineas (about sixty, I believe,) he paid for 

 him rolling back merrily in stud fees, 



