Our fourfooted friends and how we treat them

Volume 22 January, 1924 Number 10

Our Fourfooted Friends

and How We Treat Them

EDITED BY MRS. HUNTINGTON SMITH

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New Pear’s Number

NANETTE

1—Taken July 29 in Mr. Spencer’s Camp, 2—Taken by Mr. Spencer two months later
three days after he took her from the League. in her Brookline home.

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NEW YEAR THOUGHTS

He, perhaps, shows the greatest wisdom in
matters of conduct who, declining to pin his
virtuous resolutions to the artificial restrictions
of a calendar, has the enduring determination to
begin a new year with every new day.—Hunting-
ton Smith.

The task of the present
Be sure to fulfil;
If irksome or pleasant,
Be true to it still.
—Thomas Hill.

We wish we were better, and we sit still and
think there is something in the very wish. But
there is no virtue in the wish; on the contrary
every good thought and desire that we do not
endeavor to translate into action is a sin.—From
The Message of Man.

The best portion of a good man’s life,—his
little, nameless unremembered acts of kindness
and of love.—Wordsworth.

“Do good as ye can find opportunity,” but
seek for opportunities—do not wait for them to
come to you.—A. H. 8.

Every good act is charity. Giving water to
the thirsty is charity. Removing stones and
thorns from the road is charity. Exhorting your
fellow men to virtuous deeds is charity. Smiling
in your brother’s face is charity. Putting a
wanderer in the right path is charity. A man’s
true wealth is the good he does in this world.
When he dies, mortals will ask what property
has he left behind him; but angels will enquire,
‘“What good deeds hast thou sent before thee?”
—Mahomet.

Thomas & Kempis wrote: ‘‘If every year we
should conquer one vice we should sooner become
perfect men.”

Feed the Hungry

There is an old saying, something to this effect:
“Tf the coat fits, put it on.”’ So I ask you to
read this letter and see if the coat fits you.

Feed the hungry! Not simply feed yourself—
and this is about all that many people do,—but
feed as you can find opportunity every living
creature that is hungry, and give them water to
drink—so shall you be fed, and blest, and have a
happy New Year.

There is no happiness in selfishness. No one is
too poor, or too busy, to feed the hungry. If you
can help poor and hungry men, women and
children, so much the better, but even so, you
are not altogether kind if you omit the hungry
mouths in your back yard or in the streets and
fields.

However poor you are you can feed the birds.
I know a woman so poor that she can barely
afford to buy a cup of coffee or tea and a corn
muffin for her breakfast, yet she told me that she
carries a few crumbs that she gathers up from her
scanty meals to the Common every day and sits
for a moment or two on a bench and watches
with pleasure the sparrows that fly down from the
trees to hastily snatch the crumbs before the
pigeons arrive.

‘““Not a sparrow falleth to the ground without
your Heavenly Father”? does not apply only to
the song sparrow.

When I think of this woman, who is growing
old and feeble and is living in one little room in a
tenement house, gathering up her very limited
store of crumbs and finding pleasure in her lonely
life because she can give a little comfort to the

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hungry birds, and can pick up and bring to the
Animal Rescue League the starving cats and
kittens she sees in her neighborhood, and then
contrast her with women who have every com-
fort in life and never really put themselves out, or
sacrifice their own pleasure, for any suffering
creature, I wonder, when they enter the next
stage of their existence, how they will feel when
the Master says to the one: “‘I was hungry, and
ye fed me. Come, ye blessed of my
Father, inherit the Kingdom prepared for you”
(Matt. 25: 34-45), and t6 the other:. “I was
hungry and ye fed me not. Depart from me.
Inasmuch as ye did it not unto one of
the least of these, ye did it not unto me.”

It is such a little thing to gather up the crumbs.
I know a child of about twelve—and I am proud
of her acquaintance—who saves the crumbs from
her mother’s table until she has a boxful, then
brings them to me to feed the English sparrows
and pigeons that come to my winter home, where
I also have a little bird pool in the garden back of
the house. She was not asked to do this. She
did it of her own accord.

You do not like English sparrows, or pigeons,
or stray cats?

No one likes thieves or drunkards or lazy peo-
ple who won’t work, yet we do not let them starve.

The cities and states are paying great sums of
money to feed and shelter perfectly useless and
criminal people. We think this is all right, but
the cities and states make no provision for starving
animals and birds, this must be done by private
charity, yet they deserve help and kind care.
They have not brought their troubles on them-
selves, and it is every one’s duty to do something
to lessen their suffering, and to provide for their
needs. No one is too poor to do a little, and
every little helps.

So let us all start out this new year with the
resolution to help lessen the suffering right
about us—at our own door.

No matter whether we like or do not like
the stray cats and dogs or English sparrows and
pigeons, all the more credit it is to anyone who
feels the woes of every living creature, and for
duty’s sake tries to lessen the great burden of
suffering that exists in this world.

Be kind for kindness’s sake—for the world’s

sake. Kindness spreads. Anyone who cultivates
the spirit of kindness and of charity is helping to
bring to this earth the Kingdom of Heaven.

Of what use is it to pray ‘“‘Thy Kingdom come,
on earth,” if we are not doing our best to bring
this about? That Kingdom is Love, and we can
never enter it ourselves if we have not cultivated
the spirit of love and pity to all our fellow crea-
tures.—A. H. 8.

From ‘‘Anna Malann”’

A mist clouded her soft brown eyes as they
met mine for an instant and then turned quickly
away. ‘It’s dreadful,’ she said, in a low,
hushed tone—‘‘ dreadful.” “It’s wicked, I know,
to say so, but—I couldn’t be happy up there and
them outside. Me and all the real folks, that’s
had everything in this world—rights, and laws
to protect their rights, and—and—souls—us all
inside heaven, and them that’s been put upon
and worried and tortur’d all their days, them
outside of it all, oh, I couldn’t stand it—I know
I couldn’t! So—well—maybe I sha’n’t be there
myself.””’ She went on hurriedly, as if in response
to some expression she thought my face might
wear:

“Not that ’'m giving up my religion. That’s
a sight of comfort to me—mor’n anything else, I
guess. But, you see, folks generally are so busy
saving their own souls and other people’s—hea-
thens and all—they can’t attend to righting the awful
wrongs done to creatures, and it’s nat’ral, I know.
But I’ve got a leaning that way, and I’m so made
I seem to know how to help animals and coax
folks to be good to them. So I just tell God right
out all about it—that I feel I must give up my whole
life, day in and day out, to helping and comforting
these creaturs He’s made, and made so like folks
in everything but just not having souls. And I
tell Him—she spoke softly and reverently—lI tell
Him I love Him and want to serve Him, and I’m on
His side, and will be to my dying day.

But I’ve got such a terrible aching and burn-
ing over the things done to these creaturs that
I can’t attend to the other things folks tell me
is the highest, most important ones. I haven’t
got time for all the meetings—the sewing
society and missionary concerts and temperance

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meetings and teachers’ meetings and the anti-
smoking society, and all those stated means, as
they callthem. I’m drove day and night, looking
up suffering creaturs, fetching home them that’s
lost, nursing the sick, chirking up the lonesome
and homesick. Why, you wouldn’t believe how
full my hands be. And so I tell Him plain, but
humble and respectful, that if He thinks best to
say, because I gin up the work and duty of
a professor, I must give up the rewards too,
why, I’ve nothing to say. He knows best, under-
standing the whole case, and I know He’ll do
right. So Ijust go on with what I’ve got to do
for these poor things as if I was just one of
them, soul-lacking and all. And they think I
am.”

Hodge, the Cat

Burly and big, his books among,
Good Samuel Johnson sat,
With frowning brows and-wig askew,
His snuff-strewn waistcoat far from new;
So stern and menacing his air
That neither “Black Sam’’ nor the maid
To knock or interrupt him dare—
Yet close beside him, unafraid,
Sat Hodge, the cat.

“This participle,” the Doctor wrote,

‘The modern scholar cavils at,
But’’—even as he penned the word
A soft protesting note was heard.

The Dictionary was laid down—
The Doctor tied his vast cravat,
And down the buzzing street he strode,
Taking an often-trodden road,
And halted at a well-known stall:
‘“Fishmonger,”’ spoke the Doctor, gruff,
“Give me six oysters—that is all;
Hodge knows when he has had enough—
Hodge is my cat.”

Then home; Puss dined, and while in sleep
He chased a visionary rat,
His master sat him down again,
Rewrote his page, renibbed his pen;
Kach “I” was dotted, each ‘‘t”’ was crossed;
He labored on for all to read,
Nor deemed that time was waste or lost
Spent in supplying the small need
Of Hodge, the cat.

That dear old Doctor; fierce of mien,
Untidy, arbitrary, fat,
What gentle thoughts his name enfold!
So generous of his scanty gold,
So quick to love, so hot to scorn,
Kind to all sufferers under heaven—
A tenderer despot ne’er was born;
His big heart held a corner even
For Hodge, the cat.
—Susan Coolidge.

Overcoming Difficulties

(Written for OuR FourRFooTED FRIENDs)

The Doctor fumbled with his pen,
The dawning thought took wings and flew,
The sound repeated came again—
It was a faint reminding ‘‘ Mew!”
From Hodge, the cat.

“Poor Pussy!” said the learned man,
Giving the glossy fur a pat,
“It is your dinner time, I know,
And—well, perhaps I ought to go;
For if Sam every day were sent
Off from his work your fish to buy,
Why—men are men—he might resent,
And starve or kick you on the sly—
Kh! Hodge, my cat?”

Humane workers have never found the cause
of our fourfooted friends a “‘bed of roses.” In
the case of a great organization like the Animal
Rescue League, one of the titles that could well
be ascribed to the good men and women carrying
on the work for the amelioration of the condition
of-our animal friends is that of ‘‘overcomer.”’
Were there no obstacles in the way, no indifferent
and misunderstanding forces to contend with, no
financial mountains to climb, the cause would
hardly be a worth-while one. In every line of
human endeavor there are obstacles to meet and
difficulties to overcome.

Some day it is to be hoped there will be a
branch of the Animal Rescue League in every

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large city in Massachusetts. The good souls
guiding the destinies of the League are ambitious
for such a scheme, and while all of us now living
can hardly hope to live to-see that blessed day
come, yet we can feel that it surely will sometime.
If everybody only puts his and her hand to the
plow, and, with firm faith in Almighty God, by
cheerful, persistent effort, ‘‘things will come to
pass.”

One afternoon while at the League, Dr. Sulli-
van, who for twenty-three years has labored
faithfully to alleviate pain and suffering among
our fourfooted friends, pointed out to me a good
lady who journeys in from an outlying city with
stray cats and, no matter how often she comes,
always leaves a donation to help the League
“carry on.” That is the sort of sacrifice that
counts.

We are kept in this world for Service, and who
can think of a greater thing than being of real
service to God’s dumb fellow creatures? Good
men and women are making sacrifices for the
Animal Rescue League every day, and they are
sacrifices that count!

We are not here to play, to dream, to drift!
We have hard work to do and loads to lift;
We'll not shun the struggle, we’ll face it,
’Tis God’s gift!

Say not the days are evil. _Who’s to blame?
And fold the hand and acquiesce—O! shame;
We'll stand up, speak out, and bravely in God’s

name! }
It matters not how deep intrenched the wrong;
How hard the battle goes—the day how long;
Faint not! Fight on! Tomorrow comes the

song.

—Eugene Bertram Willard.

The Annual Business Meeting of the Animal
Rescue League will be held Tuesday, February
5, at Unity Hall; Park Sq., at 2.30 P.M.. At 3
P.M. the meeting will be open to the public. |

Mayor Curley has promised to come and say
a few words for our encouragement if his en-
gagements do not take him out of the city on
that date. We expect other speakers.

. Cruel ‘‘Bob and Bill’’ Films

It has been a source of great pleasure to me to
get after two boys dressed as “‘ Boy Scouts” doing
their vicious acts under the “ Bob and Bill” series
which were being shown every week in the thea-
tres. These boys gave in detail the setting of
steel traps, placing them directly in front of the
only exit to the little homes, animals going away
merrily and to bed for the night—next shown was
the little creature coming out of its home for food
only to be caught in this vicious trap—more
pictures of its struggles, and the delighted finding
by the boys of their prey, and a disgusting and
cruel killing absolutely without heart or con-
science. These pictures brought out expressions
of horror on all sides. I took the matter up with
the owner of three theatres, and he said their
only guide was ‘‘The Board of Censors,” but he
said he would promise me never to show this
series again, and he has kept his word. I went
still further with my complaints, making the
statement in my complaint against these pictures
that they were directly opposed to the work done
by the humane society and “The Boy Scouts,”
only to learn to my horror that these very pictures
were submitted to ‘‘The Boy Scouts Organiza-
tion,’ and they placed their seal of approval
upon them followed by the Board of Censors. I
evidently do not understand the mission of ‘‘ The
Boy Scouts.”’ I was under the impression it was
to teach boys to be kind to the helpless and to
appreciate all that goes to make fine men. I
could never faney a fine boy or man taking such
an advantage of any living creature as these two
boys, which their film work portrayed.

Do not express your disapproval of cruelty in
film work by remaining away. Go by all means
and complain. ‘‘The Motion Picture Producers
and Distributors of America, Inc.,’’ 522 Fifth
Avenue, New York, are not in the business to
displease the public and the public can do a lot of
good work, I believe, if they will make these peo-
ple understand that cruelty to animals is not a
form of entertainment desired. To those in-
terested the “Bob and Bill” series as shown
originally has been withdrawn and will not ap-
pear again—so complaints, if enough reach the
Producers, will help one little helpless friend.—
EK. S. H., in the Humane Review.

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ALPINE ST. BERNARD DOG

Good Resolutions

“Talking of good resolutions for the New
Year,” said Max, the white English Setter, sitting
up very straight and dignified just outside Mrs.
Prescott’s back door, and looking down on Barry,
the big St. Bernard, who was lying at the foot of
the door step where anybody who wished to go
in or out the door must take a long step to get
over him,— ‘Talking, I say,’ he repeated
more loudly, for Barry had closed his eyes and
appeared to be going to sleep, ‘‘of good resolu-
tions, I don’t believe Billy Bouncer ever made a
good resolution in his life.”

‘“What’s the use of good resolutions?” grum-
bled Barry, who did not like being disturbed when
he was napping, ‘‘if you make them and break
them the next day, as you did?”’

“What do you mean?” asked Max indignantly.

“Oh, youknow! You told us all to make good
resolutions New Year’s Eve, and you said you
couldn’t think of anything you ever did wrong
yourself excepting to chase Tommy, and the very
next day didn’t I see you chase Tommy up a
tree?”’

“You didn’t notice, I suppose, that Tommy
came up from the cellar and asked me to chase
him. He wanted a run, and when he looked at
me and started on a run I knew he expected me to
chase him, so I did.”

“Very good excuse,” said Barry, “but I don’t
think you’d better talk about Billy Bouncer.
He hasn’t made any good_resolutions, but he has
stopped chasing Tommy, and I notice lately that
he and Tommy sit almost side by side in the
cellar watching the same rat hole.”

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“Much good may it do them,” said another
voice, and Teddy, the Irish terrier, sat himself
down near Barry. ‘“‘I have had my eye on that
old rat ever since I came here to live, and he
never will poke anything but the tip of his nose
out of his hole when any good dog is around.
He won’t even give us a chance for a run.”

“You are another,’ said Max, looking at
Teddy. ‘You broke your good resolution in a
hurry. The very first car that came up the
driveway had to stop for fear of running over
you, and you said New Year’s Eve you were go-
ing to keep out of the driveway when a car came
Ups.

“So did you,” said*Teddy. ‘‘ You are just as
bad as I am about getting in the way when
visitors are coming. Some people won’t drive up
to the barn, I’m told, because they say we run in
front of their cars and make them nervous.”’

“Tve reformed,” said Max.

‘““You say so now,” said Barry, “but we’ll see
when the next car comes.”

“T was talking about Billy Bouncer,” said Max
with dignity. ‘‘It is six years since I came to
this home and I’ve seen a number of dogs here in
that time. There were Basil and Fluffy and |
Fido. They slept as we do in the barn and
visited here in the house when they felt like it.
Then up at the Bungalow there have been Davie
Lindsay and Peter. They are all down in the
cemetery now waiting, the Missie says, I don’t
know for what, or why,—but they have been put
there to sleep, for they were sick and feeble and
wanted rest. Last of all comes Billy Bouncer.
He is the worst behaved dog we ever had on the ~
place. Look at him now!”

Looking off in the orchard there could be seen
a black object moving so fast it was impossible to
tell what it was.

“He is running as if something was after him,”
said Barry.

“Tt is he that is after a squirrel,” said Teddy.

“He never catches one, and never will, there
are too many trees for them to run up, but he
never loses a chance to chase one,” said Barry.

“Well,” said Max, smiling a little to himself,
“T cannot say I blame him for that. When I
was younger I used to love to chase squirrels my-
self. It was one of my few amusements, and I

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used to sit at the foot of the tree and bark at
them until sometimes the Missie would run out of
the Bungalow and get me by the collar and drag
me away from the tree. She said it was too bad
to frighten the poor little squirrels when they were
so happy running about in the trees!”

‘I suppose it is,’ said Teddy, “but I never
thought about it in that way. All dogs like to
have a good run, and we don’t always think about
what we are chasing. I don’t suppose anything
likes to be chased.”

‘“‘T heard the Missie say that the best resolu-
tion anyone could make was not to do to any-
body, no matter who it is, anything we would not
like to have done to us,” said Max, ‘‘and I think
she is right. I don’t like to think of the way I
was treated before I got the courage to run away.
Then some man found me running on the streets,
half-starved, and carried me to the place we have
for homeless dogs and cats in the city, where our
Missie goes every day, and she saw me there, and
said she wanted me out here. Since then I have
been very happy, excepting when the Missie
takes too much notice of Billy Bouncer or you,
Mr. Barry, then I don’t feel as happy.”

“T have heard the Missie say,’ remarked
Barry, “that you are a very jealous dog.”

“T heard her say that I am very sensztive, and
that she didn’t want my feelings hurt,’’ answered
Max. “Yet every time you get a chance you
push yourself in between us.”

‘Don’t quarrel,’ said Teddy. ‘‘ Nothing is
worth quarreling about. You'll notice I never
quarrel even about a bone.”

‘“‘T never quarrel either,” said Barry; ‘‘all the
snarling and scolding is done by Max and Billy
Bouncer.”

Just then a black streak came flying across the
driveway. The Solitary Hen ran behind a bush.
Tommy, who was just coming up through the
bulkhead door, turned and ran down cellar again,
and Billy Bouncer leaped down after him, bark-
ing wildly.

‘“‘T saw a mouse run into the cellar!” Billy
cried, “and I’m going to catch him.”

“You can’t,” said Teddy, ‘“‘for Tommy has got
him.”

“That’s always the way,” said Billy, coming
slowly_up through the bulkhead. ‘That cat is

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always trying to get ahead of me. But I did
catch a mouse in the kitchen one night, and Mr.
Prescott said I was a good dog.”

‘“‘T caught a mouse in the barn,’
opening one eye sleepily.

Max burst out in a scornful bark. ‘You
caught a mouse! A big dog like you ought to
catch a rat, not a little mouse. I’d be ashamed to
tell of it.”

While the dogs were talking Mrs. Baa-baa and
her daughter Bessie had strolled up from the
orchard.

“Tt’s time for us to be making our way up to
the barn,” said Mrs. Baa-baa, ‘‘and I’ll thank
you, Mr. Billy Bouncer, not to chase my baby.”

“Baby!” answered Billy, ‘‘she’s as big as you
are, and I shan’t chase her if she doesn’t run. I
never chase the Solitary Hen. She likes me, but
you and your sister, Mrs. Wooley and her daugh-
ter Charline, are always expecting me to run a
race with those great fat lambs, so sometimes I
do, and its good for them, they are too fat!”’

“Don’t you know,” continued Billy Bouncer,
“that everything needs exercise? If dogs can’t
get a good run every day they get cross and sick,
and I’m sure all animals need exercise about as
much as they do food.”

“How would you like it if you didn’t get
elther?”’ asked Barry. ‘‘I could tell you a story
of what I suffered before I came here that ought
to move you to tears,—but I don’t suppose it
would.” ,

“Tell it to us while we are waiting for our sup-
per. We’d like to hear it,” said Teddy politely.

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said Barry,

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‘“‘T suppose you wouldn’t be any the wiser if I
told you that I am a real Alpine St. Bernard.
The ancestor I was named after was a most
remarkable dog. He lived up in the high moun-
tains where there is snow all the year round, and
he saved the lives of forty persons who were
travelling over the mountains and got lost in the
snow.” |

“Now look here,” said Teddy, “that is a
pretty big story!”

“Tt’s true, all the same. A good man who
lives there in the mountains teaches dogs just
how to find these travellers that get lost, and take
care of them. If I had staid in Italy I should
have been an educated dog and saved somebody’s
life, but I was taken away from my mother and
carried off a long way, and put in a great big
house that was on water and that never was still,
but rocked and tossed me about so that I cried
and cried for my mother; but I never saw her
again. I was so sick and miserable I wanted to
run away, but I was shut up in a sort of cage, and
after a long time the house was still, and a strange
man came and took me, in what he called a car,
away from that dreadful house. The man did
not seem glad to see me. He said his brother
had sent me to him and that I was so big he had
no place for me. He tied me up outside an old
shed, and I was so unhappy I barked and barked
all the time. Then one day another strange
man came and looked at me, and I heard him say

that it was too bad to keep me tied up, that the

Missie heard me bark and sent him to buy me;
then he gave the man who kept me tied up some-
thing,—it looked like a little piece of paper, and I
was unfastened, and the new man led me away.

“T did not know where I was going—oh, how I
wished I was going home!—but I was brought
here to this home, which I like just as much as
the home where I was born. Since I came here I
. have always been free to run about as much as I
like, and I have enough to eat and drink.”

“T don’t see you running much, though,”’
interrupted Billy Bouncer, who, for a wonder,
had been sitting quite still listening to Barry’s
story.

“T run when I feel like it,” said Barry, “but I
don’t chase Tommy or Mrs. Baa-baa or Mrs.
Wooley or the big lambs. I lie down quietly on

the bank and when strangers come I tell the
family. Everybody admires me. I am not as
common as you Irish, and English and American
dogs are.””.

“This has nothing to do with good resolutions
for the New Year,’’ said Max.

“Which will all be broken,” said Teddy.

“That is no reason why we shouldn’t try
again,’ said Barry. ‘If we are good one day,
even that is better than not to be good at all.
Who says, ‘Try again?’”’

“I” barked Teddy. ‘And I,’ said Max.
Billy Bouncer’s bright eyes glanced all around
him. Tommy was just running into the cellar.
Billy thought he saw a squirrel in the orchard
jumping from tree to tree. He whined softly to
himself, then, as the other dogs were all looking
at him, he said, ‘‘I’ll keep on trying, every day,
but it isn’t easy. If Mr. Tommy, who is hiding
behind the cellar door grinning at me, whisks his
tail in my face and runs I won’t promise I shan’t
chase him; and if my Missie comes here in her car
I shall probably forget myself and jump right
through the window of her car if it’s open. And
I won’t allow Max or Teddy to snatch my
bones.”

“That will do,” said Max; ‘‘you’re telling us
the bad things you mean to do instead of the good
things you ought to do. I don’t believe your
New Year’s resolution will amount to much.”’

“We'll see,” said Billy Bouncer. ‘Perhaps

Tl do better than you think. You’ve got enough

to do looking after your own faults. I heard my
Missie say that if we could cure ourselves of even
one fault every year ’twas worth trying for,—
Hi, hi, there’s that old rat running across the
driveway. I didn’t promise I wouldn’t chase
him.”

“Nor I,’ said Max and Teddy in one breath.
The three dogs set out on a wild chase. Barry
sat up and looked at Tommy and smiled. 7

“Do you think they’U catch him?” he asked.

“No; he’s just run under the henhouse,”’
answered .Tommy. “I knew he would, so I
didn’t stir. I’m going in the house now to get

- my supper.”

Just then Mrs. Prescott appeared with three
large pans of food for the three dogs. Billy
Bouncer hurried into the kitchen, where he had

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FOURFOOTED FRIENDS | 9

IN MEMORY OF BASIL AND FIDO

his supper under the kitchen table side by side
with Tommy. Mrs. Prescott went out again to
feed the Solitary Hen, and peace reigned.—
Ay HOS:

In regard to the immortality of horses, many
passages in the Bible would seem to favor it.
‘Take, for instance, the following from 2d Kings,
chapter 6th, verses 15, 16 and 17:

‘And when the servant of the man of God was
risen early and gone forth, behold an host encom-
passed the city both with horses and chariots.
And his servant said unto him, Alas, my master!
how shall we do? .

‘““And he answered, Fear not: for they that be
with us are more than they that be with them.

“And Elisha prayed, and said, Lord, I pray
thee, open his eyes that he may see. And the
Lord opened the eyes of the young man; and he
saw: and behold the mountain was full of horses
and chariots of fire round about Elisha.”

Good News from Mexico

English translation of article (in Spanish), which appeared
in one of the daily papers of the city of Mexico,
November 13, 1923

THE SENATE WILL Put AN End To BULL
FIGHTING

At the end of the session of the Senate, yester-
day afternoon, the members of this House

heatedly discussed a theme of the day—The
Suppression of Bull Fighting.

This would be the end of the brave sport.

We do not comprehend how such a subject
could interest the Senators, for we judged it was
not in their line, but they themselves have under-
taken to explain it to us.

There has been in the Senate for a considerable
time, in portfolio, a report of the House of Repre-
sentatives relative to the suppression of bull
fighting and all that goes with the brave sport.

The causes, for which we are to be deprived of
the emotional spectacle of bull fighting, are not
due to the taxes, nor to the demands of the star
bull fighters, nor to the losses of the promoters
(or managers), but to the House of Representa-
tives, that almost unanimously showed them-
selves adverse to the bulls and to the bull fighters.

The Annual Convention of the Humane
Association took place in New York City Oct.
22 to 27. Dr. Stillman gave a most excellent
address which was published in the Humane
Review in November. It is really worth while
to get a copy of that issue and read the address.
We shall give extracts in the next number.

Extracts from Miss Dore’s Letter About
Her Attendance at the Humane
Convention in New York

I remained at the convention only through the
animal part of it. The exercises were wonder-
fully helpful and inspiring. One afternoon 96
small foreign boys and 65 small foreign girls
marched in bearing their banners and ascended
the platform, and conducted a ‘ Kindness Club
meeting,” as they do in their school. A little
girl called the meeting to order, and one read the
report of the last meeting. Then the little girl
president called upon various ones to report the
kind acts which they had done. One little girl
arose and faced the audience and said, ‘‘ My chum
and I go every night after school to visit a poor
old lady who has lived sixty years in the same
house in a poor part of the city. My chum runs
errands for her and I stay and tidy up the house.’

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A little boy next stood up and said, ‘As I was on
my way to school, in passing an alley I heard a
kitten crying pitifully. My chum and I searched
for it and we found three small kittens tightly
nailed into a box. We broke it open and took
the kittens to the Animal Rescue Home, and then
we went on to school feeling happy because we
had done a good deed.’’ Others related similar
experiences.

LEAGUE NEWS AND NOTES

During the month of December, the League
has received and cared for 2031 cats, 637 dogs, 114
horses, 21 birds and small animals.

There have been 14 horses in our Home of
Rest during the month; four donkeys and four
sheep. We found good homes for 103 dogs and
71 cats.

A live owl was brought in from a city office on
the third floor, where he had sought shelter. He
was given to Mr. Winthrop Packard, who was
going to take him to the woods near his house.

The Fair at the Copley Plaza was generally
declared to be most attractive, and it brought in a
very welcome addition to our treasury, on which
the summer work and the rebuilding has made a
heavy demand. As soon as one Fair is over we
begin to make our plans for the next. Only by
working through the year for the Fair can it be
made successful. We urge everyone who is
interested in its success to keep it in mind and
begin early to collect and make articles for the
tables.

Miss Jordan, our agent in Lynn, deserves
special praise for her zealous work. Lynn is a
field that is ‘‘ white for the harvest.”’ In no city
in this state is our work more needed. During
the fall months, September to December, Miss

MISS JORDAN WITH TWO LITTLE WAIFS

Jordan has taken humane care of 1185 animals.
We hoped to have a Lynn table at the Fair, but
there were not enough interested women in Lynn
to get up a table. Perhaps another year more
interest will be shown.

Nanette

The frontispiece of this number shows a dog
that was taken from an island in the harbor
where she had been running wild for many days.
She was a German police dog and we think
jumped or fell from an outgoing steamer and
swam to the island. The League was notified
that she was on this island and would not be
caught by campers on the island.

In a previous number of Our FouRFooTEepD
Frienps I told the story of her capture by our
agent, Mr. Macdonald, who went to the island in
a government boat for the purpose of getting the
dog, and showed great patience and courage in
the rescue. After the dog was at the League
about a week she became very quiet and gentle,
and we put her in an excellent home where her
owner prizes her greatly. She was brought to
the League recently to let us see her fine condi-
tion, which is shown by the photographs her
present owner gave us.

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Our work in the rescue of old horses and horses
unfit for work is especially good in the fall season.
As will be observed in another column, Mr.
MacDonald, our local agent, has got an unusu-
ally large number of horses from sales stables,
auction rooms, and private stables and sheds,
this last month.

We are also getting more horses than usual to
put in our Home of Rest this winter. The little
pony that we took care of last winter is probably
coming back to us again this year, as his owner,
a cab driver, cannot keep him during the winter
and does not want to sell him. Another cab
driver, who is not in good health, and who has a
horse he has grown very fond of, has begged us
to take care of that horse for him this winter, and
we expect him to enter our Home of Rest any
day.

We find that these men whose horses we take
care of are very fair minded and do not take
advantage of us. If they feel able to pay us
something when they take the horse this is used
for others. If they cannot pay us regularly at
the end of the season, they often give us some-
thing to help the cost of feeding the horses.

This young man, only son of our agent
Mr. Macdonald, is beginning early to love
horses.

Our agent, Mr. Macdonald, when visiting
sales stables saw in different stables during the
year, a young and good-looking horse put up for
sale. Wondering why this horse was passed from
one owner to another, he made inquiries and
found that he had got the reputation of being so
vicious that he was dangerous. When the man
who owned him was talked with by our agent,
he consented to have the horse killed, for the
horse’s sake and for the safety of future pur-—
chasers.

Our work for horses is kept up diligently.
During the month of November we purchased
105 horses and put them out of their suffering,
and many others were examined and the owners
instructed what to do to improve their condition.

—_

One horse was seen on Washington Street,
tossing his head as if he were in great distress.
He was seen by one of our members, who is most
active in the work for horses, and reported to the
League. Our agent found him in a city cart.
His feet were in such bad condition that his
suffering from lameness, combined with a pretty
severe case of the heaves, made it a mercy to put
him out of the way. He was purchased for $7.

Another similar case was seen in a truck on
Bedford Street. The horse was shifting continu-
ally from one front foot to the other, as if his feet
hurt him very badly, which they very evidently
did. When he was examined, he was found to be
hopelessly lame, and was purchased for $7 and
put humanely to death.

A large dray wagon was passing through a
street in the business part of the city. Fortu-
nately, the name could be made out on the wagon
and the horse reported. He was found to be ina

~very bad condition and was purchased by our

agent, as he could not have been got any other
way.

As I have said before, if we allow the owners or
drivers to keep these horses until we put the cage
into court, we are very apt to lose the horses, as

tip © -UAR. “EO. UG: Rea): Denese eee

before we can get around to the case, the drivers
or owners have sold them to some of those horse
dealers that are continually picking up old horses
to send into the country. According to the laws
of the state, we cannot take a horse away from an
owner. We can only make the complaint and
report him, and, if the owner claims that he is
going to rest the horse and take care of him, we
can do nothing—we are obliged to leave the horse
in his hands. In eases of absolute cruelty we can
interfere and have the man at once arrested, but
these horses we find and purchase are often in
such a condition that when the owners claim that
they are going to take good care of them, we can-
not take the horses away without paying a certain
sum of money, and that is why we buy them.

Sometimes when a horse is reported to our
agent, it is quite difficult to locate him, but Mr.
Macdonald is very persevering and searches the
poorer stables in the city and suburbs where he
knows horses are being let out by the day to
pedlars and contractors; and he frequently ferrets
out cases that seem almost hopeless.

In the large file of reports that have been
handed in by our horse agent, there is, of course, a
sameness. Most of the horses where we purchase
them and have them destroyed are cases of old
age or incurable lameness, but many other reports
in the file are of horses that had ill-fitting har-
nesses that caused them great distress, or of
horses that are simply tired out and need a rest.
I could fill this page and many others with these
reports on horses that have been helped by the
harness being changed, or by the owners being
forced to give them a rest, or where they are
treated by our agent or our doctor for sore eyes
or for lameness that can be cured. If we added
the number of horses that are helped and still
kept under observation, it would more than
quadruple the number that we give.

The report of our Christmas work for horses
is not completed but will be presented in our
next issue. AVE OS:

A Fortunate Cat ©

The League received a call from a gentleman
on Beacon Hill, November 14, to get a cat that
had been badly injured. This cat had been —
around his house, and sometimes had been let in,
though it was supposed he might belong to some-
one in the neighborhood.

One day, when this kind man opened his door,
he found the cat, lying on the threshold. There
was a bad bruise on his leg and side—perhaps
someone had thrown a stone or a brick at him,
and he was intelligent enough to reason that if
he could get to the house where kindness had been
shown him he would be helped in his trouble.

The man who had befriended him brought him
to the League and he was put in the doctor’s care.
He responded very quickly to the care he received.
He ate with great relish, seeming to be very
hungry and, though he could not use the wounded
leg without pain, before long he was so far
recovered that, when a kind and beautiful lady
came to the League to get a cat for a household
pet and companion, this handsome yellow cat,
with his double paws, appealed both to her eyes
and to her sympathies, and the cat’s chapter of
misfortunes seemed to be ended.

The last we saw of him he was being carried
away to a luxurious home in a handsome limou-
sine.

BRANCH WORK

Margaret C. Starbuck
During the month the following animals have
been received: —
Industrial School, North Bennett Street.. 78
Neighborhood House, 79 Moore Street,

Gain brid ete fii cere, cht tere
Roxbury Station, 19 Lambert Ave....... 78
Work Horse Relief Station, 109 Northamp-

ton. Street. ii1:)..ccse ees ee eee 89
East Boston, 341 Meridian Street ....... Da
Sheldon Branch, West Lynn, Neptune

Street's: onsen eee 333
Pine Ridge, Dedham........ Des or cae ge 25
Medfield. a7 2 "25 age aeereate aude 7 4 sete 9

714

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STABLE VISITED BY MR.

IRWIN

Our agent, Mr. Irwin, who goes about the
country, finds much suffering among the farm
animals. Some of it is due to ignorance; some to
selfishness; some to downright cruelty; but in the
end it all results in cruelty.

Cows, calves, pigs, horses and sheep are kept
without any attention to their comfort in broken-
down sheds, on wet and muddy floors. Horses
are turned out in the fields to die. Dogs and cats
are starved, abused, unsheltered. Here are a
few items from the latest weekly report we
received recently that illustrate the melan-
choly facts, all of which go to show the need
of humane education in the school and from the
pulpit:

Mr. Irwin, in his last report from the Cape,
gives a pathetic account of an old horse turned
out to die, which had been lying uncared for until
he heard of it and went to Harwichport to attend
_ tothe case. The horse, being too weak to get up,
was mercifully put to rest by Mr. Irwin.

In the same town he found a calf left out in a
field uncared for and had it attended to.

A number of homeless or deserted cats have
been mercifully disposed of.

This is the time of year for Mr. Irwin to go
about amongst the farmers and see that they have
their barns, sheds, and pigsties made comfort-
able for the coming cold weather. Many of the
places that he visits are among ignorant foreign-
ers who need instruction. They are not always
deliberately cruel and Mr. Irwin often succeeds
in convincing them of the necessity for comfort-

able quarters for their animals. He finds many of
the animals kept out-of-doors wet and cold
nights and persuades their owners to put them
under cover. He finds horses lame and with
sore places and obliges the owners to rest them
until they are in the right condition for work.

In one very wretched barn he recently found
two cows, three calves, and three pigs. This
barn had no windows and there was no comfort-
able place fixed for any of these animals. Mr.
Irwin told the man he would take him to court
unless this barn was put in good order before he
made his next visit.

Many of these ignorant farmers do not know
how to put an animal humanely to death, so
when their horses are beyond work they turn
them out to die unless Mr. Irwin happens to hear
of it, when he goes to the place and puts the
horse to death himself. He has had several such
cases this fall.

Cruelty is the worst of all vices. Cruelty is
often ignorance—and that is where humane
education is needed. Sometimes it comes
through temper; often it comes through selfish-
ness.

A man who once drove a hack told me how the
horses were worked literally to death in a stable
in Boston.

It was a very busy stable. There was much
night work. The proprietor sometimes worked
the same horse day and night, barely giving him
time for eating. This driver had seen horses
actually drop on the floor from exhaustion.
Men and women, in a hurry to catch trains,
complained if the horse was not rushed to the
station. Some women were as bad as the men.
They had no mercy on the horse, and complained
that he was “slow” and ‘‘lazy,’’ when he was so
worn out with fatigue he could hardly crawl.

The driver who told me this left that stable
because the proprietor was so utterly indifferent
to the suffering of the horses. This cruel pro-
prietor told his drivers to “use the whip—the
customers must be considered above everything
else.” Horses of the kind he owned were cheap
then, and he used them and the drivers he hired
without mercy.

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We began our beach work in October. It will
continue off and on until the snow comes. We
now have a special car for our Lynn Branch and
Mr. Bates reports that he has taken from Lynn,
Revere, Nahant, Marblehead, Swampscott,
which are the beaches covered by the Lynn
Branch, 50 cats and one dog. He also reports
that continuous work of the Lynn agent has
considerably reduced the number of stray cats
so that not nearly so many are found this year
as usual.

The work on the other beaches so far has
brought in 315 cats, and 18 dogs, but this covers
Nantasket, Houghs Neck, Wollaston, all the
Weymouths, Quincy, Allerton, and Hull. If
educated and intelligent families inhabited all
these beach cottages we should not have so many
deserted cats, for we find that humane education
where it can be carried into families and schools
makes a great difference with children and their
mothers about the treatment of animals.

A call came to the League to go to an apart-
ment house to rescue a cat that had managed to
get into a very inaccessible place between the

walls, a story or more above the bell board in -

the entrance hall. The owner of the property
was telephoned to, and she was unwilling to have
any boards removed so the cat could be rescued,
until our agent told her if the poor creature were
left there it would surely die (it had been there
four or five days) and that the Board of Health
would get after her. She finally consented, our
agent succeeded in coaxing the cat down with

meat after removing the bell board, and the res-
cued cat was restored to its owner. It was a very
beautiful cat. This is one of the many instances
where the patience and perseverance of our men
rescues animals from difficult situations.

We had a-call from Readville Gardens which
was so urgent that we felt we must attend to it
at once. Someone had gone away from an
isolated place and deserted seven cats. Our
agent went there and brought four of them back
with him. Neighbors whom he could trust and
who had been feeding the cats were willing to
také the other three. They also told him of an
old shed which had been used as a barn where a
man lived who was entirely indifferent to the
comfort of the animals he kept. They said he
had two dogs tied up there and had been away
for three weeks. The dogs had been kept alive
by what neighbors had given them. They said
that the previous winter he had had one or two
animals frozen to death on his place. We sent
an agent immediately to look up this man. He
found that the story had been exaggerated but
the man had gone away and taken the dogs with
him. There were no other animals on the place.

A man was complained of in Watertown for ill-
treating a sheep. He let the poor animal live
with his heavy coat on all summer and just as
cold weather came he sheared the sheep and
left it out in the cold. Our agent went to see the
man and insisted that this sheep should be kept
under cover.

‘We had a report from Wakefield that a man
was keeping an aged and worn out horse that
was also blind in one eye. Our agent visited this
man and had the horse put to death.

We have all sorts of complaints brought to us.
A man living in Georgetown was putting out rat
poison about his premises which was poisoning
the cats and dogs in that vicinity Our agent
went to see the man and got him to promise he
would use traps for the rats and not put out any
more poison.

Another case from Beverly was sent us saying
that someone was keeping hens and starving them.
Our agent visited the owner and got a promise
that the hens were to be properly cared for.

OU Ra FOU RoR O OVD BD ERB Ne Dis

Give Us

Old Grist Mill Dog Bread

IT IS BETTER THAN BEEF

Keeps Them Healthy—
Breath Sweet and Clean

Cemetery for Small Animals

at Pine Ridge, Dedham, Mass., under the management of
the Animal Rescue League. The charge for privilege of burial
in individual lots is from $12 up, according to location.
CREMATION

The League now has a crematory where small animals
can be cremated. The ashes are delivered to owners or buried
at Pine Ridge. The charge for each cremation is $6. Arrange-
ments for burials or cremations must be made at the head-
quarters of the Animal Rescue League, 51 Carver Street,
Boston. Telephone Beach 9250.

DOGS AND CATS BOARDED

Mrs. Nicholas Browne, Jr.

CROFT REGIS (formerly The Park Pollard

Experimental Farm)
Washington and Gay Streets, Islington
Cars Pass Door

Tel. Dedham 403-W P. O. Address, Box 93, Dedham, Mass.

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in size and =
shape— but

Made according to the old SPRATT’S
stamina-building Dog Cake formula,
in a more convenient size and shape.
All breeds and sizes like them. In-
sist on the genuine SPRATT’S.

If your dealer cannot supply you,
write for samples and send 2c for
new pamphlet on feeding.

SPRATT’S PATENT LIMITED

Spratt’
Ovals

FREE CLINIC FOR ALL ANIMALS

FRANK J. SULLIVAN, M. D.V.
F. HOLDEN SMITH, V. M. D.

ANIMAL RESCUE LEAGUE

Office Hours:
9 a. m. to6 p. m., daily

51 CARVER
STREET

Telephone
Beach 9250

SIXTY-THIRD YEAR

J.S. WATERMAN & SONS, INC.
UNDERTAKERS

2326 and 2328 Washington St., adjoining Dudley Street
. Elevated Station.
Funeral, Cemetery, Cremation and Transfer Arrangements.
Chapel. Extensive salesrooms. City and Out-of-Town
Service. Carriage and Motor Equipment.

The Automatic Electric Cage

The Standard Scientific Method for the Humane,
Painless and Sanitary Destruction of Animals

Commended by the highest authorities. Now used by over thirty
leading humane societies in this and foreign countries.

For full particulars address

The Animal Rescue League
51 Carver Street

Boston, Mass.

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16 OUR =F OURO; OP Des eRe Nes

The Animal Rescue League

A wholly independent organization, having no connec-

Organized February 9, 1899 ‘ : a e
ise with any other humane society in Massachusetts

| Incorporated March 13, 1899

‘
Administration Building, Kennels, Infirmary,
Receiving Station and Crematory —
for Small Animals

51 CARVER STREET, BOSTON

Branch Receiving Stations

ROXBURYE.S cbu o eS ne Spr ters eee OF AMBERT A VENUE
NortH Enp, Tener Sean shales woe sah 7 en 239 NortH BENNET STREDT
SoutH END .. . ~ eee s)he) )~ «109 NortTHAMPTON STREET
CAMBRIDGE, NeiGHEoRdoop aie Put Saas 79 Moore STREET
DEDHAM eet Pee ae ae 2: a ae ae ee Ripe Home or Rest ror HorsEs
MEDFIELD See 8 ge we a es *. BARTLETT-ANGELL HOME FoR ANIMALS
HABE BOSTON, | 84s A) ar eee a bee S,, rete gn O04 | CI MRRIDIAN STRMIE
WeTe NNO yeh fie nd oe ae ee eee 0 ae 4 NEPTUNE STREET
Animals, recetved. ini 10220) ae ei trate inten ns ioe a aad eae ne Ore C I)
Animals: brought-in DYI Visite ys 28s ics ete te et eee et eee 7,792
Copies of humane literature distributed . . . . .°. . .. . «~~. 258,759

FIVE MOTOR COLLECTING VANS AND EIGHT AGENTS
are at work every week day collecting animals.

Number of calls made in 1922
Number of animals collected . :
A Free Clinic for ‘Ant
has been maintained for 21 years in charge of the League

Veterinarians
Dr. Frank J. Sullivan Dr. F. Holden Smith
Number of: cases-ofsmall animals treated,in 1922] 2 -925.. .0 3 i, > 2 es fou
Number of peddlers’ and cabmen’s horses treated, 1922 oe Sa Ari 500
Number’of horses: humanely killed; 1922 =. 2: 22205 359 = Ea 713
Number of horses given vacations .. . ; wae, Gah, eae ee — 40

PINE RIDGE COUNTRY ANNEX AND HOME OF REST FOR HORSES
238 Pine Street, Dedham

A farm of twenty-one acres, where horses belonging to owners
who cannot afford to pay for board and care, are given vaca-
tions of from two to six weeks and restored to condition for
work, or humanely killed, also a few boarders received.

PINE RIDGE CEMETERY FOR SMALL ANIMALS
238 Pine Street, Dedham

Arrangements made for burials at 51 Carver Street

For maintaining this work which is constantly increasing, and extends over a wide area into suburban towns and
cities, the League, knowing it is a great public benefit from a sanitary as well as humane point of view, appeals for gifts,
bequests and members, which are greatly needed.

The Animal Rescue League . . . . . 51 Carver Street, Boston

MRS. HUNTINGTON SMITH, President MRS. ARTHUR T. CABOT, Secretary
MR. FREDERICK J. BRADLEE, Treasurer