The Coolidge examiner., 1937-02-04

Prepared by National Geographic Society,
Washington, D. C.-WNU Service.
Owe me, love my dog, is no
idle platitude. Men and dogs
L. are often so bound together
by genuine affection for one
another that both are unhappy when
long away from one another.
If the dog, in his centuries-long
association with man, had never
saved life, rounded up a flock
of sheep, helped track down meat,
or pulled polar sledge, this oldest
friend of the human would still have
given full payment for his room and
board.
From that ancient partnership the
man has benefited fully as much as
the animal. By throwing in his lot
with his caveman neighbors, the dog
of prehistoric ages did much to give
his tWo-legged ally dominance over
the beasts and helped speed human
progress.
Without dogs the geographical
poles could not have been reached
until the era of discovery by air.
planes; and even today, says Ad-
miral Byrd, "dogS are the infantry
of polar exploration"
Dogs do the shopping in the
Azores, pull carts in Newfoundland,
Quebec, Belgium, The Netherlands,
and elsewhere; they guide the blind
in city streets; in countless ways, in
many parts of the earth, they are
helping to do the work of the world.
Yet mans biggest gain from the
relationship cannot be measured in
terms of labor done. The COM
panionship and affection of a good
dog are priceless, and often the
four-footed party of the second part
can set it's friend and overload an
excellent example in conduct and
character. What man could not OBJ
serve with profit the dignity and
forbearance of a fine Great Dane,
slow to anger though a peerless
fighter?
Dog-Lovers Are All Friends.
Wherever man has travelled, his
dogs have gone with him. Most sur
prising of all, perhaps, is the world
wide sense of fraternity among the
millions all over the earth who have
in common a love of dogs. They
speak the same language; all
gaps are bridged; introductions are
not needed. Compliment stranger
on his dog and he becomes your
friend for life.
At the important dog shows all
sorts of people meet and talk to-
gether on common plane. In rank
and station the owners vary as
greatly as do the dogs themselves,
which range from the tiny toy
breeds weighing only a pound or
two and capable of being tucked
away and hidden in lady's hand
bag, to lordly Saint Bernards, Great
Danes, and mastiffs which may out
weigh the average man.
In the London show, Lady Thus
and So may be seen in animated
conversation with fish porter from
Billingsgate, each with toy bull
dog tucked under one arm. 1t is
only a little dog, but it is big enough
to bridge the wide gulf between
Billingsgate and Belgravia-or even
Buckingham Palace.
When King Edward VII died,
small white dog was led along be-
hind the gun carriage on which the
body was borne. 1t was the mon
arch's pet wire-haired fox terrier.
On the collar were the words, Il
am Caesar, the Kings Dog"
Queen Alexandra's Clumber SPAN
iels were among the best in Eng
land, and this breed and blood are
still maintained at Sandringham, the
sporting residence of the late King
George V.
Favorites of Presidents.
Nothing pleased President Theo-
dore Roosevelt so much as the mu-
sic of a pack of mountain lion or
bear-hunting hounds. President Will
son had an old English sheep dog.
President Harding was a lover of
Airedales. Notable ornaments to the
White House during the Coolidge
administration were the Scotch col
lie, Rob Roy, and Tiny Tim, white
Eskimo dog.
The Hoovers brought to the ex-