The Anderson intelligencer. [volume] (Anderson Court House, S.C.) 1860-1914, 1876-09-28

amt no cOunt. NOW, observe tnaG UiaCh
and tan dog with the long years up in
the corner; that's Spot, the intelligentest
animal that ever was seen. Thefox don't
live as can fool him, and it was jest the
same with his father" Here the old
sportsman picked two feas off of Spots
back, which Spot had been vainly trying
to rub off against the boards on the side
of his pen. ''I loves them dogs like
children" he said, "and I'll sell you a
pair of them pups at hundred dollars"
This was certainly dog cheap. consider
ing their family. The poor fox hounds
looked on ruefully, evidently hoping that
some one would rescue them from their
uncomfortable and disgraceful. position,
and I should certainly have made the
purchase; but "a casual investigation of
my bank account scarcely warranted the
expense.
Fox hounds were largely represented.
Frank Clayton, of Marshallton, was there
with full kennel, and J. P. Yerkes, Of
Chester, made also creditable exhibit.
Seeing man coming along I thought I
would air my dog learning. So, adjust
ing my glasses on the end of my nose, l
quietly remarked:
"Fine bull dog, that"
The man cast at me pittying glance,
and said severely:
"That's mastiff."
sfeltsabashed and never made re-
mark for the next six pens. At last I
planted my feet on solid rock. 1 was
now among dogs that I knew. We
were all acquaintance. I had gamboled
with them in my boyhood, and on one
occasion when I went after apples l had
presented dog of that breed with the
entire seat of my breeches as token of
personal regard. 1t was impossible,
therefore, that could be mistaken.
Beautiful Newfoundlands, those," I
said to gentleman in drab CATERS and a
velyeteen shooting jacket. Elegant, aint
they?"
"Wot the devil are you talking about" I"
said he; "them is Mount st. Bernards-
thought any fool I'D know that"
I had hitherto stood we'll in my own
estimation on matters of personal judg-
ment. Il had never questioned my own
ability but now I began to lose self
respect aud regret that I had not paid
more attention to dogs. One SOLITARY
poodle represented that wing of canine
aristocracy which has ever found home
in the mansions of the great, and he
looked sorry that he had come. 1t was
not necessary to ask him his opinion of
the Centennial, for he shiyered and shook
in his little basket, while big tear stood
on the end of his nose, and if dogs ever
swear have no doubt that he said -
the Centennial. There was a fine exhibit
ofsetters and pointers. Twas particular
ly delighted with the manner in which
one of the Irish reds set on beef bone.
Splendid dog" I remarked; "he's good
for any kind of game" A Siberian Ulm
commanded general attention on account
of his size and intelligence, and believe
he got silver medal. was just going
to compliment him for blood hound,
but was saved from the disaster by a
placard over the pen, which gave his
name and pedigree. At the extreme end
of the dog pens comes the exhibit of bull
dogs and bull terriers. About these ca
mines there is no aristocracy. They are
loafers by birth, pedigree, parentage and
inheritance. Their business precludes
them from decent associations. They
are professional fighters and rat catchers,
a kind of trade not calculated to awaken
the highest moral development, either in
man or dog. They were attended by fell
lows with broken noses and scarry faces,
clad in corduroy coats, yelveteen breech-
es, red neckties and round-topped hats.
Hard mugs were there, that told of the
prize ring and the rat pit, and it seemed
as if for moment that almost believed
in the doctrine of metempsechosis, for as
l looked into the eyes of these brutalized
ours, I fancied I could recognize the faces
of those human brutes whose mains went
up in the blood and dirt prize ring long,
long years ago.
1t was with feeling of intense salts
faction that turned away from the dog
show, and went over among the horses.
Comparatively a small portion of the
space was occupied. 1t reminded me of
certain wedding feast, where many
guests had been hidden but very few
came. Governor Hartranft showed a
most excellent example to the people of
Pennsylvania, which regret to add they
did not follow, except to limited extent.
Pennsylvania has long been celebrated
for a breed of draft horses of almost
matchless in size and endurance, but few
of them were there in comparison with
what should have been. The Governor
had trotted out his entire stud, and GER
tainly his excellent example-deserved a
better following. President Grant visited
the grounds several times. On the Sec
ond day of the opening week, Governor
Hartranft thought he would show his
friends little good trotting. So, getting
behind a pair of spanking roadsters, he
took in B. Landreth, Esq, the Commis,
sioner of Agriculture, and started off