The star and Newark advertiser. [volume] (Newark, N.J.) 1908-1909, 1908-03-19
IN One GRAND, JOYFUL CHORUS, THE BOW-WOWS YELP APPROVAL
OF FIRST LOCAL DOG SHOW NOV OPEN in KURZS COLOSSEUM
1888 Specimens of Every Known
Breed Await Judgment
on the Benches.
BY BARBARA KENT.

Jnust DC deal. Goodness, gra-
cious! There were almost a thousand
dogs congregated in Kurz's Colosseum,
where the North Jersey Kennel Club
mad a dog show. Such a how dye do
you never saw or heard in your life,
and I'm still wondering how the resi-
dents in that vicinity are getting along.
They must all try to go away for an
extended period, for surely the Hill
section of Newark belongs to the bow
vows.
just imagine the shrieks and barks
and howls from the stately and wise,
the. ferocious, the gentle and the teeny
weeny little bits of CANNES which greet
you as you near the place of the ex-
hibition. 1t is deafening to say the
least.
Not only was the West, East, North
and South of this country represented
by dogs, but there were excellent rep
resentatives from foreigns countries.
There was the EsquimauX, who looks
for all the world like the picture of one
of. those people in that cold climate.
He made me shivery and cold and for
7 ct that spring is coming.
rs he able to stand this ciimate?" 1
asked the owner.
"Oh, sure, he is" He can stand the
coolest and warmest of weather. He
beats Peary, he. does. He would be a
good one to lead you to the. north pole"
L shiVered some. more and, mind you,
right near him one was made to think
of the land of flowers and sunshine, for
there were some Japanese spaniels. One
was standing on his hind legs, begging
tearfully n tntreatingly to be let on
of his wire cage. His CLASSY eyes and
black and white coat of hair was a
great deal more artistic and pretty than
any1 ng else we saw.
I srily believe mat that dreadful
bull terrier whJ snapped at every one
who passed and showed his teeth in a
hendish laugh must have some relatives
In Russia. Yes, he was white, and as
i was informed was a good breed, but
he certainly was ready to fight every
dog. in the. place.
i And, oh, dear me. before l forget.
Amany dogs, not thoroughbreds, just
mere nuts, who probably were loved
and petted by sonle sweet and dear lit
tie children in, the neighborhood, were
attracted by their high-bred howls of
the animals in the hall. and congre-
gated on the. street, Wagging their
tails and %grinning. begging. and howl
ing to be. let in without tickets, SC that
they. might view their aristocratic
brothers and sisters. 1t took a police
mai. .to, drive them away, for you must
know the police were there ready to
stop any dog fight that might take
place.
Be consoIed-there was no dog fight
it was only a friendly meeting outside,
but Pm sure that the CANNES in he
hall were suffragists and that they were
pleading for the ballot, tor they want
a voice in making laws, which protect
them and their more m~isfoftunate
brothers and Sisters. @'N,g ~fsaAH~'
The great big ~queenly collie with the
lovely black and White, fur coat was
aesuredly the speaker. She it was
who Sized and barked II insisted
that she be heard. Every kind of a
howl was seconded by the bull terriers,
Basset- hounds, bl~oodhounds, bulldogs,
all other kinds Of terriers. and spaniels.
In fact, every imaginable kind OF a
canine was present. When the st. Ber-
nard dog arrived on the scene late TINS
morning there was a momentary hush,
lust as though it were understood that
he is king and supreme ruler. But
silence was only for a moment, Tor
soon he heard requests and behests
from all sides. Whether he could salts
factorily answer them, we need hardly
ask, for we know that the dogs are
still barking.
There was. one big bulldog and his
name was Bunc. He looked as though
he were willing to bite every visitor,
but an assurance from the owner made
us heroic enough TO pet. him land we
did. He licked my hand and begged TO
be unclaimed.
Those spunky little fox terriers were
there. They barked their shrill barks
and wanted to be heard above every
one else, and as for the Boston bulls,
they whined and coddled up most low
ihgly, although you and I would hardly
believe that they could love. / know
that 1 wouldn't go near them for fear
they would bite. 1 was a wee bit
afraid, and I'm sure you would be, too.
Say, go and see that bull dog by the
name of Bonita. He is the dearest ami
NAL I ever saw. He wore a sweater of
blue and little boots and a cap n had
al pipe in his mouth and looked like a
real rough-roughey from the Tender
loin. And Dan. the TYPICAL sIrishman,
was there in the Irish terrier section.