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MAN’S FOUR-FOOTED FRIEND THE DOG

HOW ROMAN CLERGY WORK TOGETHER

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LABOR AND ECONOMICS

American Chamber of Commerce in Australia.......C58

An Editor’s Protest.....662

SOCIAL AND EDUCATIONAL

Jonadabs Among the Indians . . 654 Interesting Exchange of Letters . 654 Heywood Broun on Mother’s Day . 654 In Catholic New York .... 661 A Broad-minded Priest .... 671

FINANCE—COMMERCE—TRANSPORTATION

$707.96 to the Bad

International Council of Religious

Education

Why Corporations Pay Large Salaries

Railways Investing in Automobiles 658

Bridging of the Irrawaddy . . . 658

In Anticipation of Good Profits . 660

The Devil Selling Out .... 661

POLITICAL—DOMESTIC AND FOREIGN

How Roman Clergy Everywhere Work Together

Tolerance of Catholic Chureh . . 660

AGRICULTURE AND HUSBANDRY

Man’s Four-footed Friend— the Dog

HOME AND HEALTH

How to Make Yogurt

How to Make Kumiss .... 659

Chatty Letter from Nova Scotia . 659

For Those Who Prefer Hot Bread 659

TRAVEL AND MISCELLANY

$25 for a Few Minutes’ Work . 660

Value of Indulgenced Ejaculations 661

Latest News from Belgrade . . 662

How McCart Saved His Soul . . 662

Transcription Meeting at Germiston........664

RELIGION AND PHILOSOPHY

“The Depression as We Have

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A Shepherd of the Devil . . . 661

Activities of Holy Name Societies 661

A Junior Witness for Jehovah . 662

Life...........663

This Blasphemy Speaks for Itself 664

Obedience Made Ready God’s

Vindicator .......665

Title to Property Still Retained . 671 “The Wrong Church” .... 671

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Man’s Four-footed Friend—The Dog

THE Arabs have a legend that when Adam was expelled from paradise a dog pushed his cold nose into his hands and followed at his heels as he wandered away, and ever since then has been man’s most faithful and understanding friend among the lower animals. The legend may be true, because the Bible came to us from Arabian lands; but there is nothing about it in The Book.

The Scriptures do not go into ecstasies over dogs. The most honorable mention is in Jeremiah 15: 3, where, referring to the weapons He would appoint against rebellious Israel, Jehovah mentions that He would employ dogs to worry or drag along those marked for captivity.

Job also used dogs as servants. Speaking in a time when the young were silent and respectful in the presence of their elders, he voiced his downheartedness quite thoroughly when he said: “But now they that are younger than I have me in derision, whose fathers I would have disdained to have set with the dogs of my flock.” —Job 30:1.

Dogs are not sanitary animals. It was in the law that flesh torn of beasts in the field was not to be eaten by humans; it was to be thrown to the dogs. They are twice referred to in the Scriptures as returning to their own vomit; three times they are mentioned as licking the sores of the wounded or slain. The Lord links them in the same verse and in the same sentence with swine. They finished Jezebel, all except her skull, the palms of her hands, and the soles of her feet.

The texts “Dogs have encompassed me”, “Beware of dogs,” “Without are dogs,” refer to the same kind of dogs as are mentioned by Isaiah (56:10,11) as the “dumb dogs” which “cannot bark” but are “sleeping, lying down, loving to slumber”, “greedy dogs which can never have enough.” But this article is not about the clergy; they have been mentioned previously, and otherwise, and will be again, no doubt. The “wages” of the dog referred to in Deuteronomy 23:18 seem to refer to the compensations given to male prostitutes engaged in the clergy business —so the textbooks at hand indicate.

The Dog an Old Animal

While foxes do not interbreed with wolves, jackals, or domestic dogs, yet all of these interbreed with each other, under captive conditions. But that does not make a dog a wolf or a jackal; he is still a dog. Quite likely there were several dogs with Adam in the garden of Eden. There is good evidence that some of the breeds are of long standing.

As late as 1875 it was a crime punishable by death to remove a Pekingese dog from the royal palace of the Chinese emperor. Someone gave one to Queen Victoria, and the rest was easy to guess. These dogs had been well known for 2,000 years, as is learned from bronzes found at the looting of the summer palace at Peking in 1860. Now the pure-bred Pekingese is almost unknown in Peiping, while excellent specimens are to be found everywhere. Pekes, when pleased or excited, emit a variety of odd noises resembling Chinese speech.

The Afghan hound was known before the fourth century B.C. and is one of the oldest domesticated breeds in existence; it is supposed to be the ancestor of the greyhound. The reference to the latter in Proverbs 30:31 is probably a mistranslation. Assyrian sculptures are extant representing the greyhound and the mastiff.

In a family grave in northeastern Arizona, believed to have been occupied for four thousand years, were the mummies of a man, his wife and child, and two dogs. The dogs were true dogs, in no way related to coyotes.

The breed of dogs represented in Egyptian hieroglyphs as the animal “sacred” to the spirit

of evil is what is now known as the wild dogs which live along the shores of the Red sea. It is no new thing for domesticated dogs to become wild and as savage as wolves. An undomesticated dog, or one that goes wild, is styled “feral”. Some islands of the sea, and certain sections of Africa, are ravaged by wild dogs that denude the country of all other forms of animal life.

Ancient Roman dwellings showed a chained dog, depicted in mosaics, and the familiar words “cave canem”—beware the dog—on the threshold. Sirius, or Canicula, the “Dog Star”, figures in the constellation “Canis Major” (larger dog). In the Chinese zodiacal system a dog is the sign of the month of September. Canidse, the dog tribe, admittedly includes wolves and jackals.

A Tail-thumping Bundle of Affection

However he came by it, your true dog has to have something to love, and it seems as though the object of his affections is sometimes inanimate as well as animate. Peggy, a bird dog, at Anniston, Alabama, adopted a baby rabbit apparently about three weeks old, and growled viciously when anyone approached the kennel where her adopted baby was housed. A hound at Ashland, Kentucky, purloined three young rabbits from his master and put them in his kennel, where he watched over them jealously.

At Saranac Lake, New York, an old shepherd dog was detected carrying the bulk of its own food, day after day, to a sick mother fox and its two little ones. Old Shep kept this up until the mother fox was well and able to forage for her own family. Our Dumb Animals contains a fine picture of a pedigreed Alsatian and a young fox which he found wandering on the farm and adopted as his inseparable companion.

When Rose, a large Persian cat owned by Mrs. C. M. Hoopes, 712 West Grand avenue, Oklahoma City, was killed by an automobile, her lady friend, “Star Lady,” fox terrier, mother of eight puppies, immediately added Rose's twin kittens to her already large family.

Mrs. H. A. Bradley, Wakarusa, Kansas, has a dog and a crow that are fast friends, cronies, conspirators in crime and buddies in a fight. They eat and sleep together, and play together throughout the day. The crow’s favorite sport is to hike to the front of the house and caw loud and long. The dog comes scampering around the house to find out what the trouble is, when the crow flies over the roof to the back yard to repeat the performance, and back tears the dog.

At Bozeman, Montana, Bruno, a yellow staghound, adopted a switch engine, and for five years chased the engine all over the yard, averaging about sixty miles a day. At length he made a miscalculation and the engine he had worshiped ran over him and killed him.

Firemen’s dogs are common; they learn to distinguish the number of beats in the alarm, and, when their number is called, spring on the back step of the engine and away they go. At Sixty-seventh street, near Lexington avenue, New’ York, the little Dalmatian was asleep across the street when the alarm sounded. Rushing across the street to his coveted place on the back step, he was killed by an automobile.

The Dog’s Love for Humanity

At the fire-house last mentioned, two years later there was another fire-house pet, a Dalmatian called Pooch, whose affection went out to driver Murphy, and when Murphy’s leg was crushed and he was taken to the hospital, Pooch lay whimpering under his vacant cot and lost ten or twelve pounds in two weeks. In Murphy’s absence Pooch refused to ride to the fires and refused to eat.

At Oakland, California, a man beat up his landlady and she had him sent to jail for thirty days. After he had been locked up two days she came and begged his release on the ground that his police dog was grieving himself to death and would not eat.

Magistrate Delagi, of New York, drove to court in his automobile, a forty-five-minute run from his home. His son’s St. Bernard dog arrived as he did himself, having followed the car all the way.

A dog attached himself to the Beach Street police station. Four times the police telephoned to the Society for the Prevention of Cruelty to Animals to come and get the dog. Each time, the dog conveniently disappeared until after the wagon had gone. At length the policemen of the station chipped in and bought him a muzzle and paid for his license. They could not get rid of him, and so they adopted him.

At Yukon, Oklahoma, a three-month-old puppy dragged to the door of a home the sweater of one of two boys, suffocated in the sand when their playhouse caved in on them. He then showed the bereaved parents where they would find the bodies.

At Richmond, Kentucky, a dog several times entered a church building, located his master, whined and wagged his tail. Each time he tried to tell, as best he could, that the man’s house was afire, but the man did not understand. When the congregation awoke to the fact that a house was afire, and rushed to the scene, the roof had fallen in and three little girls and their brother had burned to death. The dog was running up and down in front of the blazing house, barking.

Only Ulysses’ Dog Remembered Him

When Ulysses returned in beggar rags, after twenty-years of wanderings, even his own wife Penelope did not recognize him; but his hound did, wagged his tail, dropped his ears, and died of joy. It is not uncommon for dogs to die either of joy or of grief. In March, 1934, a valuable female police dog died of grief when her mistress was taken to the hospital. In two weeks’ time the dog’s whole being was so convulsed with grief that she lost the power of locomotion and could not even swallow her food.

The affection is not merely one-sided. A physician, whose pet was run over by a railway train, confided that if his dog is not to be resurrected, then he does not wish himself to be resurrected. Extreme, of course, and unreasonable as well as unseriptural, but it shows how he felt.

Little Morton Alan Susskind, of Philadelphia, was just learning to write. He saw in the papers that the War department had not been able to send a surplus baby to a little girl out west. He thought it might be different about dogs; so he wrote to them and asked for a little dog, one that would not bite and that would like him a lot; and do you know that that letter did the trick? The army officers fixed it up between them, and a pup was delivered in an official army car. At the other end of the chain was a major of the Cavalry Reserve Corps in full uniform. The major in his report said it was worth a million dollars to see the boy’s face when he said he had been directed to give him the pup from the assistant secretary of war.

A little nine-year-old boy in New York was summoned to bring his dog into court because it was in the streets unmuzzled. When his case came up he had his dog in his arms and was weeping; he said it was a good dog and did not need any muzzle. He was afraid the police would take it away from him. His older brother paid for the license and muzzle and he went out a happy boy.

It is observed by owners of statuary that fondness for dogs is so general and so widespread that people who come near to statues of these four-footed friends instinctively stroke and caress them.

This Scamp of a Gregory

To offset the foregoing we reprint a portion of an article by a scamp by the name of Eliot Gregory. It is in the Golden Book for March, 1930, condensed in Current Reading for April, 1930. It is just as well for him that we don’t have the whole article handy, and that some dog-lovers on our list are left in blissful ignorance as to how to get their hands on him. The article is entitled “Domestic Despots”; the portion which we have reads:

Those who walk through the well-to-do quarters of the city a little enviously do not reflect that in almost every one of these apparently happy homes a pitiless tyrant reigns. Sometimes this incubus takes the form of a pug, sometimes a poodle, or simply a bastard cur admitted in a moment of unreflecting pity; size and pedigree are of no importance; the result is always the same. Peace and independence desert that roof.

The animal kingdom is divided in three divisions: wild beasts which hustle for themselves; laboring and producing animals for which man provides because they are useful to him—and dogs! Of all the created things canines have the softest ‘snap’. We neglect or slaughter wild things and exact toil from domesticated animals. Dogs alone live in idle comfort at man’s expense.

When the little party in Eden broke up and forced our first parents'to work for a living, the original dog hit on the idea of posing as champion of the disgraced couple, and attached himself to Adam and Eve, simply because he foresaw that if he made himself companionable he would be asked to stay to dinner. From that day on, with the exception of an occasional sheepwatching or house-guarding—a lazy occupation—and a little light carting in Belgium, no canine has raised a paw to do an honest day’s work nor been known to voluntarily perform a useful act.

How then did the myth originate that dog was the friend of man? Dogs had discovered that to live in luxury it was necessary only to assume an exaggerated affection for some wealthy mortal, and have since proved themselves past masters in an art in which few men succeed. Facts such as these have not overthrown! the great dog myth. Children’s books are full of tales of canine intelligence and devotion. My tender youth was saddened by a story of one dog that refused to leave his master’s grave and w’as found frozen at his post. I suspect that dog of trotting home from a funeral with the most prosperous neighbor, and, after a substantial meal, of going to sleep by the fire. He must have been a clever dog to get all that advertising free, so probably strolled out to his master’s grave the next noon, when people were about to hear him, and howled a bit to keep up appearances.

I know a house where two elderly virgins are held in bondage by a Minotaur no bigger than your two lists. They have a taste for traveling, but change of climate disagrees with their tyrant. They dislike housekeeping and would prefer hotel life, but they keep up an establishment with a retinue of servants, because their satrap exacts a back yard where he can walk. These loving sisters no longer go about together, Caligula’s shaken nerves being upset by solitude. He would sooner die than be left alone with a servant because his bad temper and absurd airs have made him dangerous enemies below . . . and he knows it!

Another household in this city revolves around two brainless, goggle-eyed beasts, imported at much expense from the slopes of Fujiyama. The care that is lavished on those heathen monsters passes belief. Maids are employed to carry them up and downstairs, and men are called in the night to hurry for a doctor when Chi has overeaten or Fu developed colic; yet their devoted mistress tells me, tearfully, that in spite of this care, when she takes her darlings for a walk they do not know her from the first stranger that passes, and will follow any boy who whistles to them in the street.

What revolts me is that, not content with escaping the responsibilities of the struggle for existence, these four-legged Pecksniffs have made for themselves a fallacious reputation for honesty and devotion. For example, those Saint Bernards, models of integrity and devotion, have fallen into the habit of carrying their flasks of brandy, provided for the succor of snowbound travelers, to the neighboring hamlets and exchanging the contents for—chops!

Will the world ever realize that most family pets are consummate hypocrites? Innocent? Pshaw! Their pretty affectionate ways are unadulterated guile; their ostentatious devotion a clever maneuver to excite interest and obtain praise. It is useless to hope that things will change. So long as this world goes on, so long shall we continue to confound an attractive bearing with a sweet disposition and disheveled hair and eccentric appearance for brains. Even in the Orient, where dogs have been granted immunity from other labor, on the condition that they organize an effective street-cleaning department, they have been false to their trust and have evaded their contracts quite as if they were Tammany braves, like whom they pass their days in slumber and their nights in settling private disputes, while the city remains uncleaned.

Instances of Faithfulness

In Australia a small retriever dog went with a nurse to have a baby carriage repaired. The repairer was busy; so the vehicle was left. The dog stayed behind and watched over that carriage day and night, for three days, until the job was done. When the carriage was delivered he went home with it, and straight to his kennel.

At a lonely power line station some miles out of Tonopah, Nevada, it was necessary to leave a collie alone for five weeks until his master returned. Ranchers reached him a few times and fed him some of the supplies kept in the cabin, but for the most part he shifted for himself, living on the rabbits which he caught and the waters flowing from melting snows.

At Chelsea, Massachusetts, a terrier guarded his dead mistress for several days. Near Stamford, Connecticut, an old man became lost on a hunting trip and died from exposure. He had two terriers with him. One of these remained by his side for several days while the other ran from farmhouse to farmhouse barking, refusing food, and running back and forth toward the wood lot where the body had fallen, until finally the searchers for the old gentleman understood the dog’s language and followed him to the object of their quest.

An old Negro died at 149 Madison street, New York city. His companions were two terrier dogs and their two puppies. They stood watch over his body for a week, and when a policeman finally entered the premises they resented his intrusion so much that one of them bit him. One of these dogs died from the effects of the long vigil without food or warmth. The survivors were adopted by a wealthy family; 48 families offered homes to these dogs.

At Albuquerque, New Mexico, a tiny nondescript cur guarded the body of a boy for nine days, and showed fight when discovered. The boy perished in a mountain snowstorm, and the dog stood over him until staggering from exhaustion.

Between Terre Haute and Sullivan, Indiana, a little white dog was killed by an interurban car. His body was guarded for an entire day by a friend, a part collie, that had to be driven away by force before interment of the object of his affections could be accomplished.

The Greenwich Journal tells of a lady who always has her two dogs with her when she engages additional help for her large establishment. She claims to be guided wisely by the attitude the dogs show toward the candidates for employment, and to have never found their sagacity at fault.

An odd custom prevails at Thiers, France. Following an old practice no longer used in cutlery establishments elsewhere, the workmen do their grinding lying on their stomachs, holding the knife blades against stones turned by water power. In winter they are cold but for the fact that for generations they have provided big woolly dogs wherewith to warm themselves while at their work. The dogs understand what is required and render their help faithfully day in and day out.

Humans love to tell of the Roman sentry that remained at his post when Pompeii and Herculaneum were buried in the ashes of Vesuvius. C. Herbert Bell, Devon, Pennsylvania, owned a bird dog that froze to death on point. European sculptors place a dog at the feet of effigies of married women upon sepulchers, as an emblem of fidelity and loyalty.

Dogs as Life-Savers

It is an important thing to save a human life, for even a little while. Do you not think so? Many dogs have done that. We give numerous illustrations. Sometimes it was the dog’s nose that was used, sometimes it was his eyes, sometimes his memory, sometimes his sense of direction, etc.

At 680 North Eighth street, Brooklyn, a gas cock on the kitchen stove became opened in some manner, flooding the apartment with gas during the night. A brown fox terrier howled and barked until a policeman came and found a man, his wife and three children, and t-wo boarders, all unconscious, but alive. As soon as the policeman took charge the dog disappeared with his tail between his legs, and has not been seen since.

Two similar incidents occurred at Rochester, New York, where in a single night three pet dogs saved eight persons, six of them children, from asphyxiation. One of these dogs was a German shepherd. A similar incident took place at Sunbury, Pennsylvania, where again eight persons, a father and mother and six children, were involved.

At Cuba, New York, a dog appeared at a pool room unaccompanied by his master. His uneasy manner led to an investigation, whereupon his master, Byron Potter, was found unconscious from carbon monoxide fumes at his home in a chair before a gas heater. A total of 24 lives to the credit of six dogs’ noses and their ability and willingness to bark and howl at the right time. There is a time to keep still and a time to bark.

At Chicago, some young lady learning to smoke cigarettes, or some other equally hopeless fool who had already learned, set fire to an apartment house. Rin, police dog, leaped upon the bed of Mrs. Mary Ebersol, awaking her in the middle of the night. She aroused her three children and six persons in the flat above and all escaped. The dog saved the ten lives that the beautiful “Miss America” of the signboards would have cheerfully sacrificed.

At 152 West 63d street, New York, Gilbert Kirkwood, plasterer, dropped to sleep with a lighted cigarette between his lips. The cigarette set fire to the bedding. His police dog dragged the burning blanket off his bed and out into the kitchen. The man, overcome by the smoke, slept on, when the dog in desperation grabbed him and dragged him out also into the kitchen, which was now burning, as well as the bedroom. Firemen broke in the doors and saved both the man and his dog.

At Orrville, New York, fire broke out in the attic of the home of Fred Kinne. At three o’clock in the morning the family dog ran upstairs and aroused Kinne, his wife and his brother, all of whom barely escaped with their lives.

At Anawalt, West Virginia, Jack, the family dog, after giving the alarm that saved the lives of Mrs. W. A. Lester and her three children, rushed back into the burning building, seeking one of the little children that was away with her father at the time, without his knowledge; His charred body was found in the remains of the fire. Total, eighteen persons saved from burning to death by four four-legged firemen; casualties, one four-legged fireman dies at the post of duty.

(Since the foregoing was written we learn of additional lives saved by dogs. First, there is Bob of Carmel, who gives exhibitions of balancing a glass of water on his head. On one occasion he pulled the boss from a blazing motor car; and in another, held on to his coat tails to save him from falling over a cliff.

At Greenwich, Connecticut, Keto, a Pekingese, is credited with saving the lives of a father, mother and four children when fire broke out in their apartment. At Palmer Hill, Connecticut, Gotha saved the life of the caretaker of the premises, but himself perished in the flames.

Sixteen miles out of Sudbury, Ontario, Nipper, a police dog, roused his master from the burning shack in time to save his life, but not in time to save boots, mitts, coat or hat, all of which were consumed. The owner, Albert Davis, is alleged to have said, when he arrived in town after walking sixteen miles without boots, mitts, coat or hat, in weather 45 degrees below zero: “Last summer the dog bit a woman, and a magistrate told me to shoot him. If he had bit a man I would have; but I wouldn’t shoot him for biting a woman, and it is a good thing I didn’t.” Makes you wonder why the dog aroused him.

At Richfield Center, Michigan, Uno, a pet fox terrier, saved Mr. and Mrs. Dietering and their two daughters, when the house burned in the early hours of the morning. He jumped upon his master’s bed, pulled at the covers and barked until he got some action, and then ran to the door of the girls’ room and barked until they also responded.

At Warren, New South Wales, Australia, Edward Boss, a youth of seventeen, fell in the wilderness and broke his thigh. He tied his hat around his dog’s neck and sent him for help. The dog ran for miles, located Edward’s brother, and piloted him back to the scene of the accident.)

Other Equally Surprising Rescues

At Holbrook, Massachusetts, Ileane Depson, golden-haired, blue-eyed, and two years of age, wandered away from home and did not have any better sense than to go and sit on the railroad track. Her dog Prince went along just to see that nothing serious happened. A train came along; Prince tried to bark it to a standstill, but when he saw that did not work he grabbed Ileane by the back of her dress and rolled her over and over twenty feet into the meadow. He tore her dress, but now he wears a silver collar presented by the Massachusetts Society for the Prevention of Cruelty to Animals, and a medal, too. He was a tramp collie when the Depsons adopted him.

At Wadena, Iowa, G. C. Clark, farmer, was overcome by a heart attack and fell unconscious between the rails of the C. M. & St. P. railroad. He was accompanied by Treve, a white collie, and Freckles, a coach dog. The partners took charge. Treve squatted down by his prostrate master, while Freckles barked and yelped so effectively that the fireman of an oncoming passenger train saw and heard him and the engineer applied the brakes just in time. When the train came to a stop a few feet from their charge Freckles leaped upon the pilot of the engine, barking and wagging his tail; and the engineer says that he smiled. (But, then, the engineer may have been a dog-lover and imagined it. One has to watch these dog-lovers.)

At Milford, Connecticut, John F. Smith, business man, collapsed on the porch of his home, in the absence of his family. His collie ran out into the street and around and around a truck until the driver slowed up and followed him to the porch. The driver summoned a physician, and, it is supposed, saved Mr. Smith’s life.

At Somerville, New Jersey, Thomas Molumby, 78 years of age, fell through the ice into seven feet of water. His dog Prince raced home and whined until several members of the family came to the aged man’s rescue.

On the Job in Time of Danger

Dominick, last name unknown, has a string of eel pots off the coast of Barren Island, Jamaica Bay, Long Island. He went out to see after his eels; the tide turned; he stuck in the mud. His dog raced to shore and barked and moaned until he persuaded a storekeeper to row out half a mile. When he did he found Dominick buried to his shoulders in the mud and with his head just above the waves. He was unconscious when saved.

At Grassland, Alberta, Frances Sutto, 16, became lost in a treacherous swamp. Three times she fell exhausted in creek beds, and three times her dog dragged her out. She floundered around an entire night. With the morning light the dog guided her to a farm home on the edge of the bad lands.

At Duluth, Minnesota, at ten o’clock in the morning, little three-year-old Betty Winters went out with a penny in her fist to buy a stick of candy. A snow came on, and she lost her way. At eight o’clock at night she was found asleep in a hedge. Searchers were drawn to her by her faithful dog Midnight that had kept her warm and watched over her slumbers until some two-legged caretaker should arrive. She was found by a guide familiar with the adage that when children are lost they always go to the west.

At an unnamed place in France a motor car fell over a precipice but was held by a tree. Rescue of the two English tourists aboard was accomplished by helping a dog out of a window.

He climbed to the road from which they had fallen, and attracted the attention of passing travelers. After the rescue the dog was almost uncontrollable with joy.

At Willows, California, thirteen-year-old Virginia Sparrow was attacked by a rattlesnake, but a wire-haired terrier interposed and took the bite intended for his mistress; the dog lived, but the snake didn’t. Biting a dog is bad business.

At Golden City, Missouri, Spot, fox terrier, had one of his hind legs cut off by a mower and was sentenced to die. Her owner, Mrs. Floyd Cook, saw one of her little pigs out of the pen. She ran and picked it up; the mother sow saw and heard, tore through a gate in the fence, plunged straight for Mrs. Cook and dragged her to the ground. Then Spot saved his own life and hers too. He grabbed the sow by the hind leg, enabling Mrs. Cook to get away and run for aid.

At 531 East 144th street, New York city, Peter Schiefly, 46 years of age, painter, single, was starving to death because he had no work. His two dogs, poodles, did not see the wisdom of starving without at least saying something about it; so they whined and whined until police broke down his barricades and rescued and fed all three.

Some Men Are as Good as Some Dogs

Some men are as good as some dogs; and so we read of rescues the other way around, where dogs get into trouble and would die but for men coming to their relief.

On the train, on the way to Richmond, J. F. Windsor, of Connecticut avenue, Washington, saw a collie dog marooned on a cake of ice in the Potomac river. Arrived at his destination he wired his son in Washington of the dog’s plight. A rescue party was formed, and the dog, which turned out to be a fine pedigreed animal, was brought safely home to his master.

A similar rescue of a small black mongrel from a cake of ice in the Delaware river, is estimated to have cost the city of Philadelphia $250. One of the seventeen cops aboard the police boat lost his footing and got an icy bath, but the dog was rescued.

When a brown-and-white fox terrier fell through the ice in a pond in Central park, a police radio car, a park department truck, and at least 150 full-grown men stood around and offered advice and encouragement to the terrier and to each other until a frontiersman who knew how to do it made and threw a lasso that enabled him to pull the pup ashore.

At Niagara Falls, Ontario, a German police dog got too gay and fell over a precipice. She landed on a ledge and remained there three weeks, unable to get up or down. At length, at the risk of their lives, two men succeeded in lassoing her, and though she bit her rescuers, and tore their clothing (women sometimes misunderstand men), they finally dragged her to the surface, with no worse casualties than a broken paw.

At Springfield, Massachusetts, two men rowed out through the ice packs of the rushing Connecticut river, on a February day, to save an Airedale terrier from a cake of ice.

At Woodruff, South Carolina, hundreds of men worked day and night for six days to sink a shaft forty feet into an old fox den where Ring, a famous foxhound, was caught between two rocks far underground. A similar effort was made at Mount Pleasant, Iowa, to rescue Bingo from a like plight.

Near the Fiftieth Street elevated station of the West End subway line in Brooklyn a foreman and crew of trackmen spent twenty minutes to rescue a mongrel dog, shocked by the third rail into a state of semi-paralysis.

At a kennel fire in Freehold, New Jersey, bystanders worked over six suffocated dogs giving them artificial respiration until they regained consciousness.

At Urbana, Illinois, while attempting to rescue a pet dog which had wandered on a state road, Allen Busey was struck by an automobile and killed.

At Waukegan, Illinois, a dog that had been chloroformed because she was ill was left with a blanket over her because the ground was frozen too hard to dig up. After a week, when the blanket was removed, the dog blinked and got up, and her master, instead of finishing her, sent for a veterinary.

At Portland, Oregon, a dog strayed from his master’s car and was lost for three years, refusing all proffered homes, but making his own way in a strange city. At length his master, whose home is in Seattle, heard of him, he was located and captured by the Society for Prevention of Cruelty to Animals, and a happy reunion followed. The dog, homesick and heartsick, had been feared and accused of having a wolf gleam in his eyes. So little can some people tell what is going on in a dog’s mind.

Rescue of Dogs by Dogs

Near Pueblo, Colorado, out on the prairie, several miles from home, the thoroughbred police dog Fritz caught his foot in a coyote trap. His playmate and comrade Don refused to leave him, and both lay waiting for rescue or death. Found after three days, they were nearly famished for food and water when rescued.

In the McLean wood, Belmont, Massachusetts, a New Hampshire hound was similarly caught in a hunter’s trap. His comrade, an Airedale, fed him for eight days, bringing him meat and food scraps from refuse pails. All attempts to corral the dogs failed, until the scouts succeeded in catching the exhausted hound when his companion was off on a foraging trip.

At Baltimore, Maryland, Ming Toy was sentenced to death for biting two children. A stay was granted to permit her to nurse her six puppies. While still under suspended sentence she gnawed her leather harness, jumped a six-foot corral, and served notice that the barns and kennels were afire. By this act she saved seventeen other dogs, the sentence against her was revoked, and she was decorated with a silver medal by the New York Anti-Vivisection Society.

At Niagara Falls, New York, Prince, a pedigreed police dog, was playing with three other dogs on the shore ice when a section broke away and started floating down stream. All the dogs escaped but one; he became confused or did not realize his danger. Prince swam to the floe, then fifteen feet out in the stream, seized his pal with his teeth and dragged him into the water, when both swam safely to shore.

Dog Martyrs, Suicides and Murderers

At Neshanic, New Jersey, Betty, an Airedale, set to watch the baby, in the carriage in the garage, while the mother washed the windows of the new home, witnessed the garage catch fire, could not rescue the baby, but tried to shield him from the flames, and died while using her own body as a screen.

On a dock at the foot of Duncan street, Jersey City, the shack of James McKane, watchman, took fire, with McKane in it. His terrier was outside when the fire started; he barked a warning in vain, and when all hope of rescue was lost he leaped in through the window and died beside his master.

In front of 1115 Decatur street, Brooklyn, Skippy saved the life of his nine-year-old mistress, Doris Brinsley, when a front tire of a bus blew out and the driver lost control of the car; but it was too late for Skippy himself, for when the car went over the curb he lost his life.

At Asbury Park, New Jersey, the residence of Ralph J. Ritchie took fire in the cellar, in which was confined a Pekingese spaniel. The barldng of the dog aroused the household and was responsible for the rescue of five persons, but the dog perished.

At 1070 Faile street, Bronx, New York, Vol, a police dog, was on the roof and heard his name called. Swift to obey, and not taking time to look, he leaped a three-foot parapet and fell five stories, killing himself instantly. In this instance the suicide was unpremeditated, the result of a misunderstanding on the part of the dog as to the whereabouts of his mistress.

At Hastings, Sussex, England, 1,000 persons saw a large retriever deliberately swim out to sea and end his life. It was revealed that his owners had moved from a large house to a flat and the dog had been pining away at the loss of the garden in which he romped with the children. He thought life not worth living without his garden, and decided to end it all.

At Middletown, New York, Lindy, a valuable bull terrier that had been accustomed to airplane rides with his master Alec Gale, leaped from the roof of a four-story building and was instantly killed. Very probably he misunderstood what would happen when he launched out into the air.

To escape capture, a big police dog leaped into the water just above the American Falls, at Niagara, went over the falls, and escaped uninjured. Only one woman and two men are known to have survived similar experience.

At London, England, Kenneth Horler, a schoolboy, fell from his bicycle and was killed in the street. After visiting the boy’s grave his little black-and-tan terrier stretched himself out on the hearthrug in front of the fire, gave several faint sobs and died, a victim of his own emotions.

At Quitman, Georgia, a nine-month-old English bull terrier died of a broken heart in ten days after the death of her master. Until he was taken ill they had been constant companions. From the day of his death her whole manner changed, she no longer played, or paid the slightest attention to efforts of others to console her. She refused food and water, curled up in a corner, sank into melancholy, and died, though there was no indication that she was ill in any way.

At Kingswinford, Staffordshire, England, Nell, a terrier, ran half a mile for help when her master went bathing and sank in a disused sandpit. Nell seized the clothing of a man she well knew and dragged him toward the sandpit. When it transpired that her master was dead she refused to eat or drink for several days, and may have suicided in so doing, for aught we know.

Creatures that can love so well can hate, too. At Chicago Mrs. Mary Loretta Watson died of wounds inflicted by a pet bulldog when she undertook to take a bone from him. In Buffalo Phyllis E. Gottschalk, aged 4, was killed by a year-old police dog with which she had been accustomed to play. It is not known what she did to incur the dog’s anger.

Dogs bear great pain silently. If a dog breaks a leg he will cry at first, but soon will walk about, carrying the injured member off the ground, looking wistful but not complaining.

Know Where to Go for Surgical Aid

In the year 1887 two fox terriers, belonging to a Mr. Hunt, a well known bookseller of the vicinity, brought a collie to King’s College Hospital, London, for treatment. The incident is well authenticated. Pictures of the event were taken and are on exhibition in the hospital itself.

John J. Shaw, M.D., surgeon of Plymouth, Massachusetts, on returning home from his round of professional calls, found stretched on his front porch a large black dog which, upon examination, he found had a hind leg broken. His leg w7as set. He went away on three legs and returned next day with the splints a little out of place. On his next call, several days later, the plaster cast was removed and everything found in place and the leg doing well. The dog belonged to a poor colored woman not far away.

At Hoquiam, Washington, a dog with a broken leg appeared in front of a hospital, hanging around as if he knew what he wanted, and occasionally wailing faintly. He was put on the operating table and his leg set, and came back the next day to have it dressed.

Near Muskegon, Michigan, seven persons broke through the ice and were drowned. A police dog tried in vain to save them. When he failed, cut and bleeding from the ice, he ran some distance up a hill to a home, seized a lady by the dress, and led her to the edge of the lake.

A little dog at Lewisham, England, revealed the suicide of his master. He ran and jumped about a pedestrian so curiously that the man followed him to where the body was hanging.

The Dog “Fellow”

Jacob Herbert, of Detroit, was the owner and trainer of the German shepherd dog Fellow that at five years of age had learned five hundred words and was calculated to have the intelligence of a child of eight years. For an hour, in the presence of Prof. C. II. Warden, of Columbia University, and seventy-five spectators, the dog manifested complete comprehension of all that was said to him.

Statements or commands which included the words he had been taught were acted upon instantly. When he was ordered, “Go to that lady in the back row and put your head in her lap,” there was not the slightest hesitation. “Suppose you go to the door and wait there”; “Never mind”; “Stand up against the wall”; “Do it again”; “Go to the window and look out”; “Put your feet on the radiator”; “Step back”; “Go over and get on the table”; “Jump off it”; “Turn around”; “Sit down”; these are but a few of hundreds of commands made to him, all of which he understood and obeyed without delay or error.

The dog was introduced to several members of the psychology class. Afterwards he was asked, one by one, in different order, to go and place his head in their laps, and did so without error. It would have been hard for some folks we know, not mentioning any names. The commands were obeyed as quickly when given in a low tone through a keyhole as when spoken in a louder tone in the dog’s immediate presence. His obedience w7as perfect.

He was able, in an office building, to locate the elevators, and to distinguish between the right and the left one; in a home he at once went to the kitchen when asked to find the cook; he could tell the difference between collar and dollar. Mr. Herbert, the trainer, was convinced that Fellow and other dogs can and do smell human emotions, and thus, if one is afraid of them, they know it, or if not afraid, they are equally aware.

Circumstances made it necessary for Mr. Herbert to be away from his dog for several weeks, with the result that might have been anticipated. The dog had become so attached to his master that he could not live without him, and died of a broken heart at six years of age— a matter of public regret.

Other Examples of Intelligence

The late M. Clemenceau, French statesman, had a fox terrier which used to go for long walks. When tired it would jump into a taxicab and sit down. When turned out it jumped back in until the driver examined its collar and drove it home, anticipating the liberal tip always forthcoming.

H. M. Jackson, editor of the Marianna (Ark.) Courier-Index, is credited with having a dog that he had trained to go for 10c worth of fresh meat for himself, at the butcher’s, whenever he wanted it, and when he cut down on his extravagance the dog switched his affection to the butcher himself and kept it until his death. He narrates an incident where his dog, having been robbed of his meat on one occasion, went and secured the assistance of a four-footed friend, like himself a pointer, and between the two pointers they licked the offending bulldog to a finish. Jackson may have been “stringing” his readers on all this, and, if he was, he strung The Literary Digest (which is not so hard).

Albert W. Litchfield raises dogs to sell. One day a man came to the Litchfield kennels for a puppy. A mother dog and her family were in the next room, but by the time a basket had been provided, and a blanket warmed, the puppies had disappeared; the mother had hidden her babies under the straw.

Mr. Litchfield has a dog Frieda that at a word of command will wind the wall clock by pulling down the weights, lower the window shades, get her pillow and lie on it; that is, she will if the family house cat is in for the night. Otherwise, she sits up, uneasy, until the prowler returns. Frieda held at bay an insane man who first attempted to come in through a door and afterwards a window, and finally led a posse to where they found him. Litchfield thinks that mixed breeds are more intelligent than thoroughbreds.

A Denver theater man has a dog that acts as a sandwich man. At Montserrat, Spain, a dog acts as guard of a railroad crossing. When he hears a train approaching, he jumps up and stands on his hind legs, bearing between one of his paws and his breast a red flag which signals road passengers to stop. At Gonwick, Minnesota, a ten-year-old boy has trained his dog to dig potatoes, and he does it perfectly. The boy merely pulls the tops.

A writer in the Manchester Guardian trained a dog to pick up cigarette wrappers, bits of paper, burned matches, etc. The dog cleaned up his master’s place and then went and cleaned up the whole neighborhood. He even tried to paw up a new white line which the traffic overseers had painted on the pavement.

What Number, Please?

A dog by the name of Express was shut up in an office in the Bronx, New York city. He knocked over the telephone, barked into it, and succeeded in getting the fire department, police department and salvage corps to let him out.

At 577 Greenwich street, New York, a similar incident occurred. A police dog was watching a huge loft; the steam had been turned off; it was winter; it was dark and it was cold; and it was Sunday. Angry barking in a telephone brought emergency squad Number 1, which ran a ladder to the second floor and released the dog.

At Philadelphia, Mrs. Mabel Henry was conversing with a friend over the telephone, when a masked man entered and attacked her. In the struggle which ensued she became unconscious, but her two Boston terriers bit and chewed the intruder and barked so savagely that he was glad to retreat; and when help arrived, as a result of the barking over the telephone, the dogs were in full charge of the premises.

At Denver, a six-month-old terrier fell asleep under the counter of a jewelry store while his master was making a purchase. He slept on, and when the store was closed for the night he was still there. At length he awoke to find himself alone and the place in darkness; he jerked the telephone to the floor, barked in the receiver, and the result was that a riot squad hastened to the scene and let him out.

Dogs Trained to Guide the Blind

When church members engage in the merry sport of murdering one another wholesale, the game is called “war”. It inevitably results in thousands of them going without eyes for the rest of their lives. In Germany there are thousands of dogs trained to act as caretakers of sightless men. America has a few of these. It takes three to four months to train them.

Elmo von La Salle, one of these true aristocrats, is the caretaker of Mr. Christensen, a Los Angeles business man. They go for long walks together, and travel at a rapid pace. Twelve feet before reaching a curb Elmo slackens his pace. At the crossing he sits upon his haunches while the master ascertains with his cane the length of the step he must take. If danger is in the way, the dog sits down until it is removed, or he may carefully pass around it. While at work he pays no attention to other dogs. If annoyed by them a deep rumble in his throat serves fair warning.

Mrs. Blanche Eddy, Berkeley, California, totally blind, is guided about by Beda. Beda is as much of a lady as Elmo is a gentleman. Females are generally preferred for this work, as they are less easily distracted than males. Her methods of protecting her charge are the same. She guides around open cellar doors, holes in the pavement, construction work, or any other obstacles. She was trained at the American “School of the Seeing Eye”, Nashville, Tennessee, where such dogs learn.1

United States Senator Thomas D. Schall, of Minnesota, who is blind, has a very intelligent police dog that acts as his guide in Washington. Once when the senator called with his dog at the White House President Coolidge patted him on the head and said the dog was the first visitor in eight years that did not want something. At Pittsburgh a dog led a blind man from a burning building to safety. Dogs leading the blind should not be patted, fed, molested, lured away or specially noticed by strangers. Their honest and useful work should not be interfered with in any way.

A blind collie developed an almost abnormally keen sense of protection of his twelve-year-old mistress; he never got it through his head that she could see and he could not.

Mary E. Woolley, president of Mount Holyoke College, South Hadley, Massachusetts, has two collies, one of them blind from birth. The seeing dog takes perfect care of his sightless brother, and entertains him constantly. Tug of war is the favorite game, but they race at full tilt, the seeing dog with his jaws on the other one’s coat, to steer him away from all harm.

Jacqueline, Boulderwall, and Snoozer

The French bulldog, Princess Jacqueline, owned by Mrs. Mabel Robinson, Bangor, Maine, is reputed to say “Hello”, “I won’t,” “Out,” and “Elevator”, and to have spelled out the word “Bangor”. She took the Eastern Dog Show, at Boston, by storm.

Boulderwall, a large, gentle, mouse-colored Great Dane, owned by J. Stuart Tompkins, New York lawyer, 101 West 85th street, New York city, is reputed to say “How do you do?” “Thank you,” “I won’t,” “I want to go out,” “Hello, Henrietta,” “I want Willard,” “I want water,” etc. Henrietta and Willard are members of the family. This dog, not allowed to bark, gradually taught herself certain words from hearing them spoken often. At first her words were imperfectly formed, but of late years are much better.

Snoozer is dead. He was owned by Mrs. A. Richare, 67 Riverside drive, New York city, and as a talking dog was alleged to have an earning capacity of $1,000 a week. Mrs. Richare says that Snoozer could hum a tune so beautifully as to bring tears to the eyes, and that his last wmrds were, “More lamb, mama.” A police dog in Pensacola, Florida, by name Pittsburgh, also says, “Mama.”

Ludwig Finian, Hungary, owned and trained “Sambo, the Singing Dog”, alleged to be worth $10,000. The dog was shot as a trespasser by Count Francis Esterhazy, wealthiest man in the country. After deliberating for two years nine Hungarian judges decided that he must pay $800 for the dog. As he was the wealthiest man in the country, it is surprising that the verdict was for more than 8c.

Dr. Frederick A. Lucas, of the American Museum of Natural History, states that dogs laugh much as do humans, and that horses, monkeys, hyenas, donkeys and cows do the same. Dogs learn vowels with entire ease; the long-drawn howl is always on a vowel sound. Tests show that dogs are mostly heedless of consonants.

Dogs as Timekeepers

Bob, a shaggy-haired dog, part Airedale, is said never to fail to meet the Baltimore & Ohio’s Capital Limited when it arrives at Deshler, Ohio, at 7: 28 p.m. on its way east. On the rare occasions when the train is late he paces up and down the platform much like an impatient passenger.

(To be continued)

Social and Educational

Jonadabs Among the Indians

FRIEND in British Columbia writes enclosing a letter from a full-blooded Indian who had come into possession of a copy of

Judge Rutherford’s book Deliverance. The Indian said: ‘‘There is good news for you. Yesterday ‘Father’ Alard make fun with us: he fight woman for money: so her husband try to protect wife and he fight him too. I came in time to make peace. I said to him, ‘You belong up in the air.’ There was no more fight then. The woman’s neck was all bruised and bleeding. Last Christmas he said to the people not to give less than $200: so the poor people gave what they had and now they have nothing to live on. I did not give one cent. I got a good book that shows me everything he said. As he was going away I said to him, ‘Give back the money to Indians before you go, or I will send the mountie (mounted police) after you.’ He said nothing about going away. This is Sunday morning and I do not go to church. I go to my own church: that means ours, you and me. Please will you send this good news to newspaper (Watchtower or Golden Age), to enter my subscription back to the first one, and let your head man know I join, too.”

An Interesting Exchange of Letters

LETTER, from a subscriber, to the service department of the Watch Tower Bible and

Tract Society:

May 19, 1934

Dear Brethren in the Lord’s Service:

Enclosed find a money order of two hundred dollars to be used to furnish two transcription machines to be used in the Lord’s service.

Please see that they will be placed where they will bo well used in carrying the Kingdom message and where they will be used often.

Yours for Jehovah’s kingdom, (Signed)

The reply from the Watch Tower office:

May 21, 1934 Dear Fellow Witness:

This is to acknowledge receipt of two money orders for $100.00 each that you sent as payment in full for two new spring-wound transcription record machines to be used in the service of Jehovah in carrying the message of the Kingdom to the people.

In the name of the Lord we desire to thank you for this generous gift, and in harmony with your suggestions we will place these two machines in the hands of active pioneers who have been unable to buy any of their own but who will make good use of them in connection with their house-to-house work. We are sure the Lord will give the increase or prosperity that He has promised in His Word.

We thought it would be nice to send you one of the earlier sets of 78-r.p.m. records which the Society is now putting out. Possibly you have a small phonograph which you can use to play these for the instruction and edification of your friends and neighbors. The Society is glad to send you this set gratis in view of your generous provision to arrange for two portable transcription machines to be used by brethren in the field preaching the Kingdom message.

The transcription branch of the service is being w.onderfully used of the Lord, not only throughout the United States, but also throughout the Englishspeaking world. The Kingdom message is carried to the remote parts of Australia, Canada, South America and in West and East Africa in a most remarkable way by this agency.

May the Lord bless and direct you as you use your faculties to the praise of His name and to the furtherance of the Kingdom interests.

Your brethren in Kingdom service,

(Signed)

The next letter from the subscriber:

June 2, 1934 Dear Brethren:

Enclosed find money orders amounting to two hundred dollars to be used to furnish two transcription machines to be used in the Lord’s service. Please see that they are placed in hands that will use them often in broadcasting the Lord’s kingdom message; and many thanks for the phonograph records. They are sure grand and they are good and plain on the old phonograph. We are glad now that we kept our old phonograph. It will serve its purpose well.

Yours for the Lord’s kingdom,

(Signed)

Heywood Broun on Mother’s Day

eywood Broun says he does not see how anybody can fail to gag when, on Mother’s

Day, a gentleman with a sob in his voice begins with a tribute to motherhood and ends by suggesting that every dutiful son and daughter send home a can of beauty lotion, cold cream or breakfast food; and that if he were a mother he would feel like kicking an advertiser in the eye whom he found using him as a crying point to break down sales resistance. Mr. Broun must have been reading Judge Rutherford’s book, Vindication I, pages 158-160, to good advantage.

How the Roman Clergy Everywhere Work Together

THE two letters reproduced herewith are written by a Catholic priest of Guisborough, Yorkshire, England (ascertained from his embossed letterhead), to Mr. Readman, a town clerk of an adjacent municipality, and show that the Catholic priests in England are working hand in glove with the Catholic bishop in Tren

ton, N. J. No further comment is necessary. The Catholic church in the United States is not merely a religious organization, but a part of a powerful foreign political institution whose headquarters are located in a small state near Rome, Italy, and which is essentially pagan in antecedents and action.

St. Paulinus, Guisborough, Yorks.

Sunday June 10, ’34 Dear Mr. Readman.

I wish to make a solemn protest against the unchristian and libellous statement, about the Catholic clergy and their supposed intolerance, contained in a leaflet advertising a meeting in the New Labor Hut, for June 17. I would ask you in all fairness and charity to make this protest known at your meeting— or better still, to withhold this lecture until I can get the facts of the case from America. I am in communication with the Catholic bishop of Trenton, N. J., in whose diocese Plainfield is situated. This naturally will take some time.

It really amazes me to think that a man of your integrity should be mixed up in this frightful perversion of truth. I am writing to you under the impression, of course, that you are more or less in charge of these meetings. If not, will you be so kind as to hand this protest over to the proper quarter.

I am, yours sincerely, (signed) Arthur F. Mercer.

As I am the only Catholic priest in this town this statement affects me, you understand.

(copy)

St. Paulinus, Guisborough, Yorks.

June 16, ’34

Dear Mr. Readman.

As I have had no acknowledgment of my solemn protest of last Sunday, I am again writing, so that

there shall be no mistake. The leaflet and the proposed leeture are both an unwarrantable attack on a world-wide body of men who have dedicated their life’s work to the cause of our Lord Jesus Christ— and, to make it the more hypocritical,—does so in the name of “Christian”. These particular men are on the other side of the world and cannot be present to speak for themselves. It is also an uncalled for and unprovoked attack—in the name of “Christian people” on myself as the only representative of the Catholic clergy in this town. If this continues, I must in self-defense, take steps to inform the public as to the true facts of the ease. I do not like this religious controversy but you are driving me into it. In justice to myself as a Catholic priest, and to all Catholics who are being attacked when their priests are attacked, I must defend our sacred cause.

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