The sun. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1833-1916, 1905-04-09

thought II over the more he figured that
the scheme Of breeding dogs for int DECK
and not for body had heap In 1t.
The principle is all to the good says
Bill. Dog raiaers has been neglecting the
intellecks Of their pups all this time.
Points is all right, Sam, but the bralne
the thing. What makes Parkhurst ana
John d. Rockefeller smart menf ls II
points1 Ask yourself. II amt.
"A man can be sickle hocked and 20 WY
and have no style or stand, but II he's got
class inside the head he's great man
It's the same with dogs.
Have you got any real bright pups N
your lot7 Not pups that can jump through
a hoop and stand on their hind legs-that
amt intelleck. it's eddication-but PUPS
that can figure out proposition for the m
selves7 II you've got EN-, ship EN- on,
SWELL. l gave Bill a little scrub lrlsh
terrier that didn't point up bit, but that
ia been keepin z he cause he had good nut
and kind of like him. Bill puts the terrier
--Nobs was his kennel name-into his BRAN
factory and starts his experimenting.
For about two years Bill had the crazlest
chase YOU ever saw. Whenever he read In
the papers about dog that done anything
II he had TO go clear to Maine.
III he couldn't buy 1t or steal it, he d
try to borrow it for a year OF two. Bill
wasn't 80 awful careful about how he got
'en. Into the brain factory they went,
and Bill begun 70 pick out the brightest and
started his breeding.
Il saw 'em after he got two swell litter
in the second generation. They was all
10 the aunOk hO1lnds
hut thew had more common yellow cur IN
'em than anything else. They was quiet
and thoughtful pups, with bulgy foreheads
and big noodles on EN- that WOULDN'T class
In any breed you ever saw
This is only a starter says Bill. But
they're wonders already. Honest, steve,
I'm willing to bank that Daniel webster
there knows more already than any other
pup ever whelped in the world. In the
knowl Why. that pup Daniel knows what
we're talking about right now! LOOK at
himp
Il looked, and I'm blessed, boss, il that
dag Daniel wasn't cooking his busted
yellow ear and winlUing one OF his pop eyes.
as much as to say:
I'm wise to you. Thanks for the com
plment'
1T gave me a scary feeling, a blame
sight worse than had the night the spook
bounds comered the old man ghost in the
Connolly house.
What II they ever get TO know more
than you do, BilF says l.
That's all right says Bill Every
body says that dogs has got more natural
morals than people.
Folks have had their innings ever
IL. u \ kNaNN
'Twouldn't hurt anything il dogs got their
innings. 'Twould be only fair,
And think OF the reputation il would
give Bill Dorgan,' says he And when
be said that, the dog Daniel Wesbster sh t
another look out from under them eyes
Of his, like he was saying;
You bet your life
Well it was a matter Of four or five
years before Bill got that breed Of dogs
really up somewhere near the notch where
be wanted EN-. / was up TO Boston most
Of that time, taking care Of the Wander
bloom Kennels, so | didn't get a chance
70 see how Bills canine wonders was getting
along.
"Bill wrote once in while, but be was
never much Of letter writer, and all he
said was that he was getting on better
than he'd ever hoped Said that his latest
star pup. Robert g. Ingersoll, was a Won
der that James G. Blaine knowed already
about as much as he did, and that George
Eliot had a lot Of pups that he'd back
against the United States Senate.
said that after he got TO George Eliot
he kind of run out Of good female names.
Bill not being much Of a reader. So he hit
the idea Of naming 'em after the wives Of
eminent dead ms. He expected a heap
Of Mrs Shakespeare, and Mrs. Henry Clay
wasn't hardly any behind Robert g. Inger-
soil for general knowingness.
sOne day, when was back from Boston.
Bill called me up on the telephone. He
was feeling too good to hold.
"Huroo says Bill, I've got 1t going!'
sTWhat & the new scheme? saysI.
cit Amt a new scheme says Bill. it's
the same old one. G. Stanley Rogerbilt.
the great trust mamum. has just bought
John B. Cough. the pride Of my brain
hound bunch, for 1900. And II John B.
Cough Is up to specifications, Rogerbilt's
going TO back the kennel for all the mazuma
want
Now. look here Bill says I. You 20
slow. Don't let your enthusiasm get away
with your common sense. Remember the
spook hounds says I.
sBll got kind OF sore and hung up the
telephone quick.
1T wasn't three days before, one night
Bill telephoned TO me again. II was a
hurry call. He wanted me TO come up
right away. / went
do you know, approaching them kennels
up Fort George way was a blame sight
scarier than chasing the Headless Horse
man Of Harlem, About $50 yards In front
Of the door a little, big headed cur with a
bulgy forehead come out and looked me
over, kind Of curious.
"He never growled, or nothing. I'D "a
felt a blame sight less scary II he had.
He Just trotted ahead Of me down TO the
gate, where four or five more assorted
ours was waiting, and lined up alongside
Of 'em and put his head up alongside Of
theirs.
you could zee 'em kind Of nod in the
moonlight and thump their tails like they
was pleased about something. They trotted
behind me right up 10 the door, and never
a sound they made.
Inside was poor old Bill setting by the