The Republican journal. [volume] (Belfast, Me.) 1829-current, 1910-06-30
In Canine Memory.
A Dogs Cemetery Near Paris, France.

A Dogs Cemetery Near Paris, France.
Just outside Paris, on beautiful little
island in the Seine, is situated the Dogs
Cemetery. The site is most poetic. Inc
weeping willows bend their stately
heads in silent caress to the turbu-
lent waters of the Seine. Green grass,
Towering shrubs and plants, playing
fountains, and the sweet carrolllng OF the
birds, lend to the spot harmony and
grace untold,
Here lie buried, in love and gratitude
many canine friends.
1t was a charming day in early June
when my pilgrim feet wandered to this
canine metropolis. The roses doomed IN
profusion, lilac and syringa perfumed the
air. All was tenderness and peace.
After one passes the monumental iron
gates, and enters into the cemetery, one
is confronted with the life-size statue OF
the heroic world-famed St. Bernard dog,
Barry" "He saved the lives of 40
persons, but was killed by the 4lst. 1t
is one of the saddest tales they tell you
at the Great St. Bernard Hospice, up in
the High Alps, among the eternal SHOWS.
Barry was the most intelligent OF all his
splendid race His record for life saving
was unbeaten. One late afternoon he
found, half-frozen in the Alpine SHOWS,
an Italian laborer. With his marvellous
instinct he began to lick his face to warm
him back to life. The dazed Italian
coming slowly back to consciousness, mis-
took poor Barry for wild animal, and
stabbed him so deeply, that he died. The
monks were hes )broken, and to this day
they always name the most capable and
likely of their dogs, "Barry,' after his
great forebear. There is always Barry
II, III, and ". So martyred Barry will
ever live in matchless renown. His
beautiful body has been stuffed, and is
held in great esteem by all the natives IN
German Switzerland.
As passed in review the many tiny
tombs and graves, Ihad in my heart only
feeling of the fitness and propriety OF
it all. We, ''the Providence of the ami
mails, as someone has sweetly said, owe
this supreme homage of our enduring
gratitude to our little brothers and
sisters, whose lives are lived out in our
service, and often given heroically that
we may be preserved.
The cemetery is managed on business
basis, and is quite flourishing and pros
porous. There are concessions for the
right of burial and duration of rental OF
the little plots, lasting from three years
to fifty There is also the common fosse,
where, for about one dollar, the animals
of the less favored in worldly goods, are
accorded decent, if promiscuous burial.
There is also mortuary wagon, in which,
for the sum of sixty cents, your pet may
be conveyed to his last resting place In
quite human style. The monuments
naturally vary in form and grandeur.
Some are we'll worthy place in any
cemetery. A favorite method is to have
the dog, or his head only, copied In
bronze, and then applied against an up
right white marble surface, with name,
dates, and eulogy. There are many who
scott and say, "What nonsense. 1t is
only dog" But when that same dog
has saved your life, or that of some dear
child, you have not the right to laugh or
sheer. You should be greatful instead.
Else you are made of mighty poor clay!
HOMAGE TO LoULoU.
Testimony of a mothers gratitude, to
whom Loulou gave back her child, when
she was drowning in the river Garonne.
Brave Loulou was only eleven months
old, and moreover had broken paw"
Could anything be more pathetic, and
yet more noble? 1t is lesson in heroism
to US mortals.
Another monument, consisting of a
grey stone column, capped by the cross
surmounted crown of Princess, has for
epitaph,
''To the Memory of my dear Emma.
II April, 1889
2 August, 1900
Faithful companion, and only friend of
my wandering and desolate life, which
she saved in May, 1891.
Princess Cerchiara Pignatelli.
Noble lady Of high birth and lineage,
who did not hesitate to sign, in FULL her
royal name on the granite in eloquent
testimony of her appreciation and graft
tude
Many of the little tombs tell a whole
history of love, fidelity and sorrow, in
few words:
Pou-pou.
Unforgotten
19O0-1910
Sabaka
Tesoro, Mic.
IA years.
Carlo, Aged IS.
Prince, Aged 10.
Dear Little Nipper
For over IS years my faithful friend.
The celebrated wild animal tanner and
trainer, Bostock, has buried his lion
Caesar, in this cemetery. A simple stone