Evening star., 1923-08-12

IF you were an old. broken down
horse. with ribs that stuck out like
the quilts on a porcupine. and had
come almost TO the end of your
tether, where would you like to go?
If canine were your form. and you
were homeless, friendless and suffer-
ing with broken leg. what sort of
dog heaven would appeal to you, as
you like some kind lady to send you
looking around for help?
If you happened in this life OF
ours, to be a turkey about to feel
the ak upon your neck. where would
post haste:
Or If a cat. with green eyes and
long whiskers and a desire to live
rather than be drowned. where i'll the
District of Columbia would you like
to he sent?
To the BE Kind to Animals Rest
Farm" would be the answering whln-
new bark, gobble and meow, for out
on River road. three miles north of
Potomac Md. and about fifteen miles
from Washington. is the finest home
for animals that anything on legs
could want.
your orphan asylums. your sanitari-
ums-well. here is home. asylum
and sanitarium for the .so-called dumb
beasts. all rolled into one.
An Eighty-Acre Estate.
This eighty-acre estate. only few
miles from the great Congressional
Country Club. is the property OF the
Humans Education Society of this
city, of which James p. Briggs Is
n a
animals not long ago, the animal
farm-the only thing of it's kind in
the District and one of the few in
the United States-today harbors
more than sixty dogs, twenty-five
cats. half a dozen old horses, one pig.
two turkeys, some cows and calves.
What merry. carefree, doggone
sort of a life those sixty dogs. TWEEN
ty-fiye cats, six old horses, pig. goD-
blers, cows and calves are living to-
day,
while the wealthy members of the
country club are enjoying their golf
on the beautiful links. these ANNA !
waits are enjoying, in that patient.
happy way animals have of enjoying
things. an equally beautiful site, with
rolling hills and meadows, rushing
creek and shady trees.
Dogs Have Real Homes.
In big animal parks, so by $50 feet
there are six of these parks al
ready completed-the dogs bark and
run to their hearts content.
In another pen the cats. from gray
fellows to tiny white kittens, meow
and disport themselves amid saucers
of milk and salmon. Gee! think or
being picked up off the street. about
At for the lethal chamber at the
pound. and sent to place where
they feed you on milk and salmon.
There is a caretaker there. and his
,,,,p nj hof txxrn whose
sole duty is to watch out for all these
animals, prepare their meals, water
them. keep them in good health ana
be their friends in general.
How well this duty is being per-
formed may be seen any time by
any one interested in taking fifteen
mile automobile ride. Happy dogs.
fat cats, old horses. actually taking
on a bit of flesh-all bespeak content
and comfort.
Sunday being a good day for an
auto ride, let us climb into the old
car and shuttle out Massachusetts
avenue to Q street. then out New Cut
road to Conduit road. and out that
thoroughfare, past the new great
conduit work. with the tremendous
pipe lines of concrete through which
an automobile easily could be driven,
then north on River road to the lane
leading directly to Be Kind to Ami
mails Rest Farm. 1t is an enjoyable
ride, taking about an hour to cover
the distance, as one section of the
road is just old country road. where
the car has to run along in the ruts.
But it Is not bad going.
Dogs Bark Greeting.
Before the car gets to the neat, two
story frame house in which William
Worden, the caretaker, his wife,
Maude, and their two children, Ralph
and Annie, live, the barks of many
dogs greet one.
A little fox terrier. with two great
ears which he carries fat to his head.
greets you as you descend from the
car This little fellow. thereafter,
will be YOUR constant companion.
Wherever YOU go, he will be at your
heels. He comes out of the tallest
grass, and appears at the heels of
old Dobbin in the meadow. He slides
easily into view from the north end
of the cat pen. quietly, without so