The Anderson daily intelligencer. [volume] (Anderson, S.C.) 1914-1915, 1915-03-10

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CrOthers in his essay on the Cruel
ty of Good People" says:
THE cruelty OF bad people is cas-
lily explained. They are cruel because
they enjoy watching the pain OF
others There are also the ignorant
and half formed. to whom the word
'inhumanity" applies literally. They
have not yet been really humanized.
Before they can habitually yield to
feeling OF compassion there is much
to be done in developing their high
CT natures" But we are con-
tinually surprised at the cruelty that
is possible in those in whom there
seems to be no tigerish survival"
The absolute Indifference and cal
lousness of seemingly good people to
the cruel and brutal treatment OF
helpless and defenceless animals is
something to sadden one.
a white fox terrier, evidently once
a'pet. but now homeless and deserted.
starved. ana bruised, pitiful rack OF
bones. with one broken leg, sat on Il
corner of the main street in busy
small town, q town that prices itself
on being up-to-date in all things, it
boasts n library and hospital. and
progress and culture are It's watch
words. yet dozen OF people passed and
repassed that pitious little figure OF
want and miserf, sAtgng patiently
near the edge Of the pavement watch
ing eagerly every face. seeking, hunt
ing, for some one, and not single
person stopped, some gave 1t n pas
sing plance. one said poor thing" and
hurried by, another "horid beast" and
averted scornful eyes, and that was
the pity. the kindness. and the mercy
shown to the suffering little creature.
Have we not all seen horses, after
years of faithful labor, sold because
they had grown eoS old for much
work, or were not as swift and grace
full as in their younger days, and in
few months sold again, and yet
again, getting worse master. less
food, and harder usage,each time? We
see many of them. feeble wrecks OF
the once gallant and spirited animal.
hardly able to lift one weary foot
yet straining forward under heavy
loads, or standing hours in rdGn and
snow, dropping In harness, with
trembling frame, hanging head and
eyes dull with pain, and wondering
reproach.
nually killed, hunted TO death, starved
person starts the cry OF mad dog"
over some poor frightened animal.
who has lost his master. and is run
ming frantically to find him.
That occasionally dog is mad Is
true, and it is kindness to have it
killed, as well as safeguard to the
public, but that wholesale slaughter
of perfectly sound and healty dogs
should follow, is increditable in it's
monstrous cruelty and stupidity. and
yet 1t is done yearly. Nine out OF ten.
Sc SC called called Iliaa IuE5, are not uau
at all, they are simtly frightened.
There is something sadly lacking
in one who does not show mercy and
kindness to these two good friends OF
the human race.
Love is enhobling, even if II is only
bestowed on q gentle fellow crea-
ture." The affection between troop
er and HE horse is beautiful to see.
and some very great minds has .
found solace In the affection. and COM
panionship os dog. Sir Walter
SCOTS ''slai,.a" Is as we'll knoSn as
his novels.
Lord Byron whose lonely and
happy life was cheered by the devo-
ton of "Boatswain" has this cut on
the stone over the faithful dogs grave.
"When some fond son OF men returns
70 earth
Unknown to glory, but upheld by
Firth,
The sculptors art exhausts the pomp
or woe 30 sf
And storied urns record who rests be.
low; ri
When al Is done, upon the tomb Is
seen.
Not what he was, but what he should
have been: .,
But the @ poor dog in life the firmest
The first to welcome, fc -emost to de-
fend.
Whose honest heart is still his mas
ter's
Who labors. fights. lives. breathes for
him alone.
Unhoncfed falls. unnoticed all his
worth.
Denied in heaven the soul he held on
earth.
While man. vain insect, hopes to be
forgiven
And claims himself soul exclusive
heaven"
fTo mark friends remains these
stories arise,
! never had but one, and here
he Hes"
Bismarck, the Iron Chancellor" of
Germany had his two great Danes al
ways by his side.
There is no deceit. no base ingrati-
tude IN dogs, Elizabeth Strart Phelps
in her exquisite story Of "Jonathon
and David" speaks Of their ''passion-
ate fidelity" Ouida in her teaut,E;.!