NORTH SHORE BREEZE 
April 20, 1917. 
PRIDES HILL KENNELS 
Property of 
Q. A. SHAW McKEAN 
Wire- Haired 
Fox Terriers 
Puppies from six weeks up. Show Dogs and 
Bitches always on hand. Bred from the 
best blood of England and the United 
States. 
The kennels and dogs for sale can be seen at any time. 
The kennel man — Harry Harpcastrrie — will have 
prices and full authority to sell. 
Telephone Brverty 410 when you are coming. 
PRIDES HILL KENNELS 
PRIDES CROSSING 
- MASS. 
SHEEP VS. DOGS 
CORRESPONDENT DISCOURSES ON SHEEP 
RAIsINGC—THE CASE OF “MISERY 
IsLAND.” 
(From tHe Salem Observer) 
VERY now and then some of our 
non-agricultural quill-drivers fall 
to demonstrating that we ought to 
raise more sheep, and take to show- 
ing why it is that we produce so few. 
The offices of these academic journals 
are fairly littered with these literary 
clips of wool sheared with the edi- 
torial scissors, but the only real stapl< 
found seems to be the wool which the 
innocent editors pull over the eyes of 
their readers. All agree that the dark 
secret of the failure of the sheep- 
crop is “the dog.” 
A few leagues down our North 
Shore and a mile away from land 
lies “Misery Island,’’—a verdant tract 
of about eight times the size of Salem 
Common, No dogs from the outside 
world invade its grassy slopes. Half 
a century ago it was the domain of 
about as shrewd an Irishman as ever 
awoke to the “accents of Erin.” — His 
will, on file at our Probate Office, 
tells the story. He had landed in 
Boston,—a_ penniless adventurer,— 
and began sustaining life by rowing 
to the Boston Market, boat-loads of 
ballast and of paving-stones, gathered 
from the islands of the outer harbor. 
He saved his rroney. Pretty soon, 
he found himself in possession of a 
derelict old coasting-sloop.. . When, 
with the aid of this acquisition, he 
had succeeded in stripping the little 
unfrequented harbor-islands of their 
only wealth in the loose shingle that 
drifted ashore there, he took a- lease 
of Misery Island in Salem Harbor, 
which he finally bought, and from 
this point conducted a lucrative and 
extensive traffic of his own in paving- 
stones and ballast, besides evolving 
a thrifty farm out of what the wise- 
acres had always regarded as waste 
land. He made shade trees and fruit 
trees appear where nothing grew be- 
fore, and hay crops and corn crops 
and crops of potatoes and turnips 
fair to see. He came as near as pos- 
sible to refuting the ancient philoso- 
phy which declared that nothing 
could be made out of nothing. If he 
was not “the Lord of the Isles,” he 
was certainly monarch of all he sur- 
veyed, and had made two blades of 
grass grow where one grew before. 
One year the grasshoppers con- 
sumed his: crops. Before the next 
spring, he had learned that Mother 
Nature’s antidote for the grasshop- 
per was the turkey. Turkeys are not 
easy to raise in our climate,—certain- 
ly not on a windy island. But before 
the locust-plague again got in_ its 
work, Misery Island was swarming 
with turkeys. The young poultry 
had eaten all the larvae,—the grass- 
hoppers did their grasshopping else- 
where that summer, and a great crop 
of Thanksgiving turkeys rewarded 
his enterprise and cheered innumer- 
able festive tables. 
Now Daniel Neville never slum- 
bered. He did not quite sit up nights 
to think out experiments, but he tried 
everything. His farm offered ideal 
conditions for sheep raising, and he 
tried sheep. - Here was a fine island- 
air,—a good grassy lawn, and ‘an 
absolute immunity from the detested 
dog. But while he won out with 
everything else he failed with sheep. 
At last .he’ had: a fleet of pogie- 
schooners feeding the Gloucester 
fisheries with bait, and he had always 
a fresh pair of ducks or a box of 
mushrooms or a dozen new-laid eggs 
for a visiting friend. He abandoned 
the sheep experiment promptly. Other 
dealers could send better or cheaper 
wutton to the markets. Other sec- 
tions could lay down a wool-clip on 
better terms than he could. It was 
no use trying The venture was a 
failure, and the much-berated pest,— 
the dog,—had nothing whatever to do 
with it. 
—GivE a Doc a Bap Name. 
Automobile Notes 
Do not exceed 25 miles per hour 
for first 500 miles, with a new car. 
Do not race the motor and do not 
allow it to labor. 
Change motor oil after 200 miles 
and thereafter every 500 miles. 
Watch lubrication of steering sys- 
tem, universals, etc., daily. 
Apply brakes progressively and 
start and stop slowly. 
Add distilled water to battery twice 
each month; keep battery terminals 
clean. 
The problem of life is not to make 
life easier, but to make men stronger. 
—David Starr Jordan. 
DRUNKEN AUTOIST LAW 
REMAINS 
Y an overwhelming voice 
vote, the House rejected 
the bill amending the present 
“drunken auto driver” law so as 
to make it practically impossible 
to convict. No standing vote 
was asked for, so complete was 
the defeat after several mem- 
bers had shot holes in the bill. 
The bill changed the word “or” 
to “and”, so that a man must be 
under the influence of liquor and 
incapable of driving before he 
could be convicted. The bill was 
heard and favorably reported by 
the committee on roads and 
bridges, but after several mem- 
bers had attacked the bill hotly, 
Rep. Pepin, who was in charge 
of the bill, was the only member 
of the committee to speak for it. 
