Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1931-06-09

, take in account the essentially modern
movement to quietiZe the city.
| It Is a necessary movement, and one
which has had an astonishing growth
in the United States within the past
few years, despite human Indifference,
the mother of ignorance, popularity
credited with being the mother of sin.
| The barking dog comes suuarely with
in the scope of the anti-noise move
ment. He is not SO bad in the city as
in the suburbs. 1t seems as If large
number of persons who move to the
outlying districts of the great cities
imagine that large roaming dog OF
| their own Is their only salvation.
This inherent fear blossoms forth in
Fido who goes forth on parole duty with
infinite relish. Let Templeton Jones re-
turn from the theater, Fido is Fido-on-
| the-Spot, barking his head off in We
hement protest at the worthy Mr..
Jones because the latter insists on put
ting his car in the garage.
If Templeton Jones, yielding to a
temporary fit of righteous anger. Seizes
huge stone and hurls it blindly in the
direction Of Fido, no one in the world
can blame Jones, not even Fido'S owner,
| for the law permits man 10 park his
own car in his own garage.
If the stone, instead of hitting Fido,
smasheS squarely into q neighbours bird
bath and breaks it into smithereens, it
is very lucky for Fido. that is all.
Why the incesSant barking of ones
own dog is never diSagreeable must be
left for solution to the next world, be-
cause it will never be solved in this.
Such barking shows a poorly trained
dog, a dog almost worthless as watch
dog, and an owner who does not have
the good of his dog at heart. Let us
consider this. A dog likes to be trained.
The more his master trains him, within
reason, the better dog he is, and the
happier dog he is.
A man who will take the trouble to
train his dog from the beginning will
not only have a better dog, from the
standpoint of all friends of dogs, but,
what is more important, he will have
dog who knows that his master thinks
lot of him.
Surely if we were dogs, with the
brains and imagination of dogs-and
dogs have plenty Of imagination, even
fun, in their minds and heartS-we
would want to feel that our masters
our very gods, as Maeterlinck calls us
human beings-were thinking enough Of
US to desire to be busy with us.
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CONSIDER the poor oog, porn 10 yearn
for human mastery. who is put entirely
on his own, and permitted TO do ex-
actly as he pleases.
To such dog. all mankind shortly
becomes an enemy. Ancestral men,
cries Of caves. of great gloomy forests,
of huge. strange beasts with red eyes
and clubs in their gross paws, asSail
him and overwhelm him.
He, this dog, born to know love
along with man, and among the very
few created, living things which do
know the, this dog. is deprived of the
birthright of love which IS the posses
sion of better placed and better loved
dogs.
He must 60 his way, imagining every
creak to be the work Of an enemy. In
his faithful doggy heart he knows that
something is wrong with his world, but
that is all. He cannot reason, AMI he
does not know that his master Is lolling
in front of the radio, to listen to some
more foolishness, when all the time he
should be out showing, with loving but
maSterful voice, that he is interested in,
and therefore loves, his Cwn dog.
If you love your dog, tell him so, in
way that he understands.
Don't let him bark the story Of your
indifference to the neighbors in a way
that they understand and dislike.