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FOREST AND STREAM. 
[JAN. 1, 1885. 
The Fennel, 
FIXTURES. 
BENOH SHOWS. 
Dee, 30, 31. and Jan. 1, 2, 1885.—Bench Show of the Meriden Poultry 
Association, Meriden, Conn, Joshua Shite, Secretary. 
Jan, 27, 28, 29 and 30.—Annual Bench Show of the New Brunswick 
Poultry and Pet Stock Association. Mr. H. W. Wisson, Secretary, 
St, Johns, N. B. 
Feb. 1 to 11, 1885.—New York Panciers’ Club, Third Annual Hxhibi- 
tion of non-sporting dogs, poultry and pigeons at Madison Square 
Garden, Feb. ito 1, 1885. Chas. Harker, Seeretary, 62 Cortlandt 
Sireet. 
Peh. 10 to 14, 1885.—World's Exposition Bench Show, New Orleans, 
La. Entries close Jam. 81. 
March 18, 19 and 20, 1885.—Second Annual Show of the New Haven 
Kennel Club. E, 8. Porter, es New Haven, Conn. 
April 7 to 10, 1885,—First Annual Bench Show N, B®. Kennel Club, 
Music Hall, Boston. J. A, Nickerson. Secretary, 159A Tremont street, 
May 5, 6.7 and 8, 1885,—Second Annuat Bench Show of the Cin- 
cinnati Sportsman’s Club, Cincinnati, O. 
A. K, R.-SPECIAL NOTICE. 
(ie AMERICAN KENNEL REGISTER, for the registration of 
pedigrees, etc. (with prize lists of all shows and. trials), is pub- 
lished every month, Entries close on the ist. Should be in early. 
Entry blanks sent on receipt of stamped and addressed envelope. 
Registration fee (50 cents) mush accompany each entry. No entries 
inserted unless paid inadyanes. Yearly subscription $1.50. Address 
“American Kennel Register,” P. 0. Box 2632, New York. Number 
of entries already printed 190'7, 
ENGLISH KENNEL NOTES. 
XX. 
[ NOTICE that the Field takes the same view of the Henley 
case as Ido, not that I think much of its opinion, except 
when it happens to agree with my own. If a show committee 
imake a rule that all exhibits should be in their places at acer- 
tain hour, the rule should be enforced; the penalty is close at 
hand and it is a sharp one—no admission | 
The great mastiff sale that has been awaited by the fancy 
with such interest, took place at Dr. Forbes Winslow’s house 
on the 20thinst. It was a great event, and I felt bitterly dis- 
appointed at not being ableto attend. 1 got the prices the 
dogs fetched from the Shooting Times, whichI can again 
felicitate on its enterprise. One is sure of finding in its col- 
timns the very latest news up to the time it goes to press, This 
is accounted for by the fact that the editor is a man of his 
business, a journalist. That the prices were not published in 
the Live Stock Journal goes without saying, althoughthe two 
papers goto pressat the same time, I wonder how much 
longer Messrs, Gilbey & Thornton will be content to have this 
important department of their journal so slovenly neglected. 
I haye before mentioned the name of the man who, when he 
was tormerly kennel editor of the Live Stock Journal, worked 
up his department to such a degree of interest that do 
men forgot to renew their subscriptions for other papers, Me 
Vero Shaw, for of course it is of him Tam writing, also started 
a Yegister which, | dare swear, supplied the Kennel Club with 
some ideas, and they can do with a few. 
There are not many kennel organs at all, and we should be 
glad when we mect at the various shows to be able to discuss 
news. We are sick of repeating: “There's nothing in the Live 
Stock Journal,” but we shall search in yain for news, enter- 
tainment or instruction in its pages, solong as they are framed 
by a man whose dense ignorance of kennelsubjects and incom- 
petence to keep pace with the times, prove him pitiably unfit 
for the post. 
A friend of mine has shown me a letter in which the writer 
fives him # description of the sale and a humorous account of 
its surroundings. The letter haying been put at my service, I 
prefer to give it intact, omitting names. 
My Dear —— 1 did go to Winslow's sale, solam able to tell 
you all about it. My going was quite an accident. —— called 
for meon his way, and as he knows everybody and everything 
thatis doggy I thought I should be sure to amuse myself. 
— seemed sorry for Doctor Winslow, and from the conversa- 
tion | overheard it seems to me he must have been a pleasant 
gentleman, and not at all the ogre [have pictured to myself 
from the newspaper reports. He was everywhere spoken of 
as a “good fancier.” he auction took place in the grounds of 
the Doctor's private asylum, I couldn't resist a little shudder 
as I passed through the heavy gates from the road into the 
garden. A long dreary lawn with some sadlooking tennis 
courts, and then we came to the kennels where an auctioneers 
stand has been improvised with a plank and two garden seats, 
Weare early it seems, and to add to our dismal feeling, it be- 
gins to rain. J wish T had gone tothe elub instead of this, 
—— points out to me some of the men by name as they arrive. 
“That little chap leaning against the palings,” he says, ‘‘is 
Billy Graham; nobody knows how old he is, but he's awfully 
wise. ‘How are you?” he cries, as the little Irishman smiles 
atus with a curious twinkle in his quick terrier-like eyés, ‘‘Is 
hea mastifi-man” lask., “No,” replies ——. “I suppose he is 
attending the sale with some American commissions: but 
we shall see,” Healso points out Dr. Turner and Mr. Thorn- 
ton, who afterward makes some purchases. Mr, Beaufoy was 
also there intent on finding a tenant for his vacant kennel. 
Here comes Mr, Nicholls, called Coaly Nicholls by his pals; 
that is little Mr. Whittle, a smart man, probably once a gen- 
tleman’s coachman, then a fox-terrier breeder. He has man- 
aged a show or two, His first, tells me, was at East- 
bourne, and then he managed a Crystal Palace for Mr, 
Stephens, when the latter was honorary manager, which 
generally means you get the money and t’ other chap does the 
work, Mr. Whittle now calls himself a veterinary surgeon, 
and [ dare say knows a good deal more about the ailments of 
dogs than those who havea claim to the title; for he has none, 
Anybody over here can call himself a veterinary surgeon and 
adiminister bread pills, but he nrust not add the Jettiers M. R. 
C. V.S. to his name—that’s the difference. It is, however, no 
distinction to find old maids who can’t be expected to 
strain their eyes, to catch these letters over the small 
practitioner’s shop. Ladies and gentlemen with their 
wheezing, overfed pets are the vet.’s best customers, 
[if I were writing for Hnglish readers I should expect a re- 
monsbtrance next week from one of the profession for calling 
his “clients” customers. There are no customers now: tlie 
tinker and the tailor and the cat’s meat man all speak of their 
‘elients.” Of course it isn’t Hnglish, but “it’s nice,” they say. 
Pardon my interiupting the letter, so close me in witha 
bracket, Mr, Printer.] Mr, Whittle is probably here on the 
same errand as Mr. Graham, and their judgments of a dog are 
about equal. Among other celebrities, 1am shown Mr. Lee, 
the Mield reporter; Mr, Ralf, the owner of the collie Sly Fox: 
Mr, Pirie, Mr, Krehl, and Mr, Stephen, the secretary; also Mr, 
Thomson, the collie judge, besides these, —— says among the 
crowd are a few of the Doctor’s harmless patients, but I posi- 
tively could not distinguish them from the others. The 
auctioneer how arrives, a Mr. Cook, ——says he was on the 
inashiff inquiry, Mr. Cook makes me savage by keeping us 
shivering while he doles out commonplace observations pre- 
pared for the oceasion. He at last puts up the first lot, which 
is a collie, and not a bad little beast, [ thought. In fact, Iwas 
on the point of starting him at a sovereign for the fun of the 
the thing, when one of the collie men offered five shillings. 
That quite crabbed the sale; there was no advance, so poor 
King Clyde, who seemed to be better known here even than 
“in Wales,” was led away with his tail between his legs, 
Buyers seemed a littie ashamed of themselves over this, and 
made up for their neglect by running an Hsquimau, Liying- 
stone Franklin, up to twenty guineas, He is a Crystal Palace 
first prize winner, so perhaps he was hot too dear. The first 
mastiff put on the board was Lord Byron, breeder and pédi- 
gree unknown, but, for all that, the voluble salesman got 
thirty guineas for him—a first-rate yard dog, nothing more. 
Bal Gal, a roomy bitch, was meekly disposed of to Mr. Gra- 
ham, who, as proyed later on, secured in her the bargain of 
the sale; she will realize ‘a thumping big profit on £8 10s, The 
same buyer also secured a very fair St. Bernard bitch, Viola, 
by Bonivard, for £4 10s, The brindle, Vaga, fetched two 
gwneas, which cannot be its value, as Vaga has won a first 
rize at Bristol, and ‘is the dam of several prize winners.” 
lack Peter, a big black and tan dog, found a hone at £9 10s, 
Mr. Thornton bought the next lot, Prussian Princess, 
and got her cheap for twenty-six gcuineas. She has 
won two first prizes, and is by Crown Prince. She 
is a beautiful bitch and a most worthy daughter 
of this illustrious sire, I noticed a stiffness in her gait and the 
same peciliarity in the next lot, Prussian Prince, which was 
to me suspiciously like rheumatism, Mr. Beaufoy made a 
most judicious purchase when he obtained Prussian Prince 
for £52, Heis the fashionable strain, a winner and a proved 
stock getter; his appearance is thick and he lacks size, but 
thereis tremendous substance about him. The auetioneer 
grew indiscreetly eloquent in his points, and assured us he 
had “legs like bars of iron and hindquarters like a Dutch- 
man’s—er, ship!” 
Champion Maximilian now offered himself for bidders? com- 
petition. * This was the biggest dog of the sale, a magnificent 
animal, though perhaps with less mtastift character than some 
of the others. He advanced briskly to £65, at which price he 
was knocked down to—nobody. In fact, I don’t think the 
price was bid. Mr, Cook heard what hisinclination told him. 
There was no other course bub to put him up again, on which 
nothing further could be obtained than £50, at least three 
bids below the first knock-down. This was unaccountable, 
Still the buyer, a Mr, Portier, had no reason to rue sticking to 
his price, for before he quitted the ground he made a “pony” 
out of him in selling him to a lady who was faint-hearted diur- 
ing the bidding, but plucked up courage and paid £25 for her 
indecision. Nota bad day’s work for Mr. Portier. I don’t 
think the dog was dear even at his ultimate price of £75. Now 
we all closed np to see the beau of the fancy, The champion 
was not in show-fettle, and suffered in size by comparison 
with the previous lot, Crown Prince was also patched up a 
bit, and showed a few of the kennel sores that disfigured most 
of his mates, He was not long im reaching three figures. Tt 
was anticipated that he would reach £300, but after a hun- 
dred had been offered Mr. Cook had to “talk up” every tiver. 
A less energetic and able auctioneer would have failed to get 
even the prices that were realized out of such an apathetic 
audience. He gradually advanced to £150, and by this time 
it had become clear that there was one determined bidder 
who did not mean to be stalled off; this was a Mr. West, said 
to have come from the United States to take away our mon- 
archic mastifi. It wasnouse; he would not be shaken off, and 
at last, after a prolonged delay, the auctioneer knocked Crown 
Prince off the English showboard at £180. This fisure must 
have caused a pang in Dr. Winslow’s breast if the auctioneer’s 
taleis true, that he was once, when crossing the Atlantic, 
offered £600 for this dog. Several of the onlookers now went 
home, feeling the interest has been exhausted, but they were 
under a delusion, for all the fun was to come. Four pups in 
succession were now put up for sale, and realized respectively, 
amid the astonishment of the bystanders, 10, 20, 35 and 10 
guineas exch, One buyer secured the lot, and that was the 
Yankee again, Mr. West. Evidently he had expected to give 
more for Crown Prince, and so freely expended the difference, 
‘The pup that was knocked down at the marvellous price of 
49 guineas was certainly a most promising bitch, but it is 
money indeed for a three months old puppy, They were by 
Prussian Prince, so Mr. Beaufoy had reason to congratulate 
himself en owning the sire who thus got the best and cheapest 
of stud advertisements. But imagine the delight of Mr, Gra- 
ham, who had boughtthe dam Bal Gal for £8 10s., 80 shillings 
less than her cheapest puppy. i should think he would put 
her again to Prussian Frince. —— tells me the Doctor was 
not on the scene. 1 can appreciate the feelings that prompted 
his absence, As soon asit was over I was off. —— laughed 
at my anxiety to geb away, and could hardly keep up with 
meas I hurried down the path, past the ominous house, out 
of the gates, and into freellom again, but you know what a 
nervous chap [ am, and you Have no right to ridicule me after 
my writing you all this. My tingers ache, so good bye; how's 
my pup; don't sell it, you know? Write me your opinion of 
the sale, and tell me how you get on in the North. 
Yours truly, 
* 
Thank you, Mr. Blank Blank, fora few not inconsequential 
pages of ‘‘copy,” if ever Mr.— should disregard your admo- 
nition not to “sell your pup,” Lillibulero will present you with 
a Manx kitten, but it will not cometo you trom its birthplace 
no clues, Mr. Blank Blank. 
I have a few remarks to make on this important sale, Firstly, 
should any of my readers wish for particulars not published, I 
have no doubt inquiries will receiye polite attention from the 
auctioneer, Mr, Cook, 1 Adelaide Building, London Bridge, HB, 
C, Mr. Cook being a member of the Mastiff Club, will have 
more than a professional interest in obliging. Another inei- 
dent of the sale mentioned to me by a correspondent and not 
referred to by Mr. Blank Blank, may haye added a double in- 
citement to the latter’s departure. I am told that the sec- 
retary of the Mastiff Club after the sale was over, announced 
to those present that the Mastiff Club had vacancies for a few 
more members, and if anybody wanted to join, now was their 
time, but nobody held up his hand in response to this noyel 
form of touting. 
There is so much of his stock in this country that ! think the 
breed will not much miss Crown Prince, but he will be agreat 
acquisition to breeders your side of the pond. Tor pity’s sake 
please take all the surroundings and belongings with him, 
take his nese and take his paternity, don’t drink the wine 
and leave us the pigskin. 
I should like to know what ‘‘the difference” in the price 
was that Mr, West was prepared to give. Will you oblige 
Mr. West, it can’t do you any harm, you know, now you've 
ot him. 
F Two well-known dogs have joined the majority; Mr. Dock- 
rell’s collie bitch Wlurry and Bean, the mastiff. Triumph, Mr, 
Royle’s bloodhound, I am glad to learn, is pulling through, 
AS another example of lihe careless editing of the Live Stock 
Journal, I must point to a letter in its colunims headed: “An 
Appeal to the Canine World.” This heading, which is editor- 
ial, seems to suggest that the subject of the appeal is a friend 
of the editor, which is not unlikely. He has reason to be proud 
of his “high connections.” ‘The letter relates that ‘William 
(better Known as Bill) Page, late of Leadenhall Market,” is 
about to leaye England, and the writer is most solicitous for 
Bill’s health, and seeks subscriptions to enable him to stop at 
home, Mr, Ellis, who keeps bulldogs, and lives in the Hack- 
ney Road, will probably be disappointed in his philanthropie 
purpose. My recollection of Bill Page (some six years azo, 
when | lived ina London suburb) does not fill me wilh any 
wish for that person’s presence in our midst. Why this inter- 
est in 4 person who, during the honestest period of hislite was 
adog dealer, and at a later period carried his admiration of 
another taan’s dog to an Ulegal excess. Why should not Mr, 
Page go abroad? Has he not been before? True, it was not. 
for his health, and though he was not aided eS pe ea 
subscriptions, the trip cost him nothing, Her Majesty, Queen 
Victoria, I think paid his traveling expenses that time. I re- 
member when this occurred, Some wrong-headed but well- 
meaning members of the Stock Exchange signed a petition on 
Page’s behalf; but the evidence was too strong for it to have 
any effect. I also remember that the complainant himself, a 
coachman, was accounted “no better than he should be:” but 
still that was no reason why Mr. Page should have ‘‘conveyed” 
away his dog. The animal was a rough-coated St. Bernard, 
named Avalanche, a son of Thor, Mr, Ellis may not he cog- 
nizant of these particulars in the career of his protésé; I hope 
he may discover the imprudence of his advocacy, and atone 
for his initial error by removing allitnpediments to Mr, Page’s 
intended cruise in search of position.” 
May toe proprietors of the Live Stock Jowrnal also have their 
eyes opened to the fact that the man who admits appeals of 
such a nature in their columnusis lowering the tone of their 
own journal and degrading the character of the press, Lead- 
enhall Market is the haunt of the dog-stealer. When a Lon- 
doner loses his dog that is the first spot the detective visits to 
make his inquiries. It would be repugnant to subscribers to 
ee tae Live Stock Jowrnal made thé organ of Leadenhall 
arket. 
A letter is published this week on ‘Ordinary Veterinary 
Surgeons,” by which I imagine those who have no right to 
the name are intended, This letter is signed ‘“h, W, G.”, but 
the author is a tomfool, He devotes a whole paragraph to 
misquotations from Pope, The joke is that ‘‘f, W. G.” repri- 
mands an opponent for his little leaming, and has himself 
only sufficient to misquote. Thisis his version of the hack 
neyed lines, 
“ # © shallow draughts intoxicate the brain, 
Whilst largely drinking sohers us again,” 
Meter is of no coasequence to “F, W. G.”” Leave it alone, 
“F. W. G.;” you'll be in good company. King George “hated 
boetry and bainting.” Meanwhile, here are two more lines 
from your favorite poet; they seem to fit you: 
“The bookful blockhead, ignorantly read, 
With loads of Jearned lumber in his head.” 
The Scottish Faneier has issued a special show (Dundee) 
number. It gives the origin and history of the undertaking, 
and portraits of the promoters, If they are likenesses, I trust 
I may never meet any of them in the dark, It contains 
also a gushing letter from Mr. H. Wyndham Carter. He 
seems to be hugely delighted that the committee deliberately 
broke their rules to oblige him. I wonder if the other ex- 
hibitors shared his satisfaction. Altogether the arrangements 
seem to have met with this gsentleman’s entire approval, a 
fact that must have inspired intense relief and gratification, 
I wonder if Mr, Carter’s compliments extend to Scotch print- 
ers, because, ashe isa man of education, I eannot believe 
him guilty of bon camaraderie, 
Bravo, ‘‘Wildfowler;” I take your word for it that the St. 
Bernard Club have secured a club house for themselves, 
though the news has not been confirmed to me; but bravo to 
your sentiment, ‘What a pity it is there should not be a 
club house for all.” I haye already expressed my opinion ait 
considerable lenyth in these columns to this same effect. 
Our Stock Keeper maintains its viyaciousness, Mr. R. 
Erskine, the Belfast show secretary, seems to be freely advyer- 
tising himself in its columns. He “trusts there is eiough of 
the gentleman about him,” ete., ete, It has to be taken on 
trust, as neither his manners nor his language ean be said to 
proye it. 
In the same paper I read a very sensible letter on worms in 
puppies. Old Turk” states that all puppies haye worms from 
their birth, and it is the truth. He advises us to treut for 
them before the pups are weaned; [ agree with him, and I 
swear by one treatment—Spratt’s, 
The Stock Keeper often does me the honor to quote Lilli- 
bulero’s” notes, hence his partiality. The Stock Keeper is gen- 
erally the medium of Mr. Hugh Dalziel’s thoughts on dogs 
and their owners, and as he is the only writer left with any 
courage or ‘‘go” in him, hence my admiration, 
Birmingham dog show opened triumphantly yesterday. The 
committee consitlerately benched only ag many dogs as they 
could accommodate. 
The show was inconveniently crowded in the afternoon 
with visitors, but Mr. Geo, Beech, thesecretary and factotum, 
did not seem displeased with the crush. It represented halt 
crowns. 
The dogs were, as usual, judged privately, and whatever 
exhibitors may think about this custom, the jpdges themselves 
certainly prefer it to public performance. It is only a few 
short-sighted, selfish exhibitors who object, but this opens up 
a large subject that 1 prefer to deal with more copiously on 
another occasion. 
This year’s success is a renewed popularity due to the com- 
mittee’s wise concession of publishing the names of the judges 
before the close of entries. There is one desirable step still 
left to take, and that is registration, on a fair footing to Birm- 
ingham. ‘This will be possilbe when the Kennel Club are pre- 
pared to divide the turkeys equally; up till now they have 
offered Brum the turkey buzzard, 
All the old faces were at the hotels and on Monday in the 
show. It was like old time again, running up against familiar 
forms at every step. The Southern division of the fancy this 
time showed up as prominently as the broad-tongued North- 
erners. I put up at a friend's house a little way out of the 
town. My friend tells me that he heard from residents in 
the town that some of the exbibitors enjoyed themselves im- 
measurably, especially a festive group from the south, who 
facetiously described themselves as the variety class. These 
gentlemen appear to have formed the impression that Bir- 
mingham stands on the site of an old Saxon city, and so they 
devoted a whole day toa Schliemann sort of search for remains 
of the cakes that were allowed to burn throuch the careless- 
ness of that king whose thankful subjects surnamed him the 
Great. 
I passed Monday afternoon in the poultry show, where the 
judging does notseem to have given as much satisfaction as 
in the dog exhibition. I am, therefore, not ready with an, 
particulars for this letter, but shall spend all Wednesday wit 
the dogs to collect materials for my next batch. of notes. 
With regard to the Wyndham Carter and Kennel Club sec- 
retary adfair, I hear that the latter brought the objectionable 
article under the notice of his committee, I don’t know what 
they did in the matter, it does not appear in the account of 
the meeting, As no public steps have been taken, I presume 
they did nothing, and if Mr. Stephen is satisfied with that I 
don’t suppose anybody else has a right to complain, Thisis a 
form of dignified inaction that seams to be coming in yozue, 
but if such charges had been printed against me it 1s not quite 
the course that would have satisfied LILLIBULERO, 
Noy, 2, 1884, ; 
P.S, Erratum in Notes No, XVILIL.—When writing about 
the fox-terrier Result, I described him as “that wonderfully 
luek dog.” TI have not forgotten that ‘adverbs modify verbs, 
adjectives, or other adverbs.” The schoolmaster is not abroad. 
a 
THE CINCINNATI 
Editor Forest and Stream: 
Will you kindly give notice that the bench show of dogs, to 
be given under the auspices of this club, is postponed from 
March 3, 4, 5 and 6, to May 5, 6, 7 and 8, 1885, This isrendered 
necessary in order to secure a stiitable hall. Theshow willbe 
held in ‘\Power Hall,” of the exposition buildings, This hall 
is one of the best in the country for this ieedanes Tt is on the 
ground floor and ‘is 92 feet front by about 275 feet deep, cen- 
trally located, well lighted and ventilated. This exhibition 
will, without doubt, be one of the best ever given in this coun- 
try. Premium list and full details will be published as soon 
as practicable. C. W, PARIS, Sec’y and Treasurer, 
CINCINNATI, O., Deg. 27, 1884, : 
DOG SHOW. 
