The Seattle post-intelligencer. [volume] (Seattle, Wash. Terr. [Wash.]) 1888-1914, 1890-04-22
A DOGS FINE FUNERAL
John Pztterson's Low-born "Prtnce'
Buried as Few Pets Are.
PhfIade,phia Press.

John Pzttersen's Low-born "Prince"
Buried n Few Pets Are.
Philadelphia Press
The fine funeral of dog is the subject
OF much talk in the east end Of the Eighth
ward. The dog Was Prince, the venerable
companion Of John Patterson, q retired
merchant. living on Walnut street, below
Ninth. Mr.. Patterson is q bachelor and
Prince had been his daily companion for
welI-nigh eighteen years.
The other day the dog died in the parior
of the Walnut street house from old age.
Old Princes body was placed in hand
some casket and buried in quiet spot in
fashionable cemetery.
Few dogs have had such burial Is
Prince. His owner has always said that II
he was living when Prince died he wonld
give the dog . fine funeral and he made
his word good. A prominent uptown
undertaken was employed to make beau
tiful coffin for the dog. 1t was of mahog-
any, satin lined and covered with dark
cloth. and mounted with silver ornaments.
The dog was placed in the coffin and taken
in carriage to well-known cemetery.
Mr. Patterson refused to tell his friends
the name of the undertaken or the ceme-
terry, as he had promised not to divulge
either.
Mr.. Patterson and his dog have been
familiar figures around Eighth and Sam
som streets for years. Prince was q dog
OF very humble origin and was as homely
as pile of brickbats. but he had an army
OF friends, while his master was deeply at
tached to him. He had long ears and
body built on the plan OF a toboggan
chute, high at one end and low at the
other, while in his old age he became bow
legged and gray-haired. For years he was
a great sufferer from rheumatism in his
legs. No one could ever definitely deter
mine Princes pedigree.
Mr.. Patterson's loyal attachment to the
dog was said to be due to a promise made
TO his sister before she died. some ten
years ago. She left him $4,000, and in
leaving the legacy provided that her
brother should keep and take the best OF
care of the dog. Since then the dog and
his master were always together.
That dog isn't worth 80 cents, but no
money can buy him from me-" was fire.
quent remark of Mr.. Patterson.
Prince was stolen n dozen times, and
every time his owner gave fair reward
and asked no questions upon his retvrn.
AtttmpIs 10 Steai nlm IN later years were
frequent, but were made difficult by the
vigilance of both Mr.. Patterson and Prince
himself. No stranger could touch the dog.
and If the master went anywhere without
taking Prince along. the dog would howl
with grief or start out and hunt Patterson.
Prince wouldn't allow his owners most
intimate friend to come into his room while
Mr.. Patterson was sleeping. He would try
TO eat the trousers from any man who raised
a hand against his master. Mr.. Patterson
would not live ct hotel or clearinghouse
where Prince would not be taken As q
hoarder. The old merchant wanted to
board at the Continental hotel some years
ago. but he would not go there when his
dog was refused quarters at the hotel.
That Prince lived TO such an old age was
due principally to the excellent care taken
of him. Ginger snaps were his favorite
dish. and he lived on only the best food
and was never kicked in mis- life. The only
dog he ever associated with was Dan. the
old poodle of Constable "Jim" Jamison, Of
the Eighth ward. with whom Mr.. Patter-
son lived for ears.