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Title: Breeding, training, management, diseases & c. of dogs:
Year: 1877 (1870s)
Authors: Butler, Francis, 1810-1874. (from old catalog)
Subjects: Dog. (from old catalog)
Publisher: Brooklyn, D. S. Holmes
Contributing Library: The Library of Congress
Digitizing Sponsor: Sloan Foundation

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such aninsupportable theory. No • a dog is a dog,always has been, and ever will be. He differswidely in many respects from any other quad-ruped, surpassing them all in sagacity, intellectu-ality and fidelity. The elephant, the horse, tiiecow, the monkey, and others may portray evi-dent symptoms of instinctive reasoning, but thedog will absorb more instruction in one shorthour, than the whole phalanx could digest in aweek. He will learn where no lesson is given,and from knowledge thus acquired, he is fullycompetent to act as the tutor of others. Withhis wonderful performances, and disinterestedfidelity, the whole world appear to be conversant. A recapitulation of his varied featswould be a somewhat useless devotion of space,whilst to pass them over in utter silence, wouldbe unjust in one, who is proud to acknowledgehim his trustworthy friend. In various partsof the world, I have traced the peculiarcharacteristics of the canine race, and havefound that they stand everywhere Dreeminent
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SAINT BERNARD DOG. Of tawny color, and of lion size, In muscle powerful, and by instinct wise, On his bold front, tiiere lurks no treachrorui grin,Candor without, and honesty within ;The trusty Gruardian of the holy friar,Sleepless, he dozes, by the convent fire ;But roused to action, braves the frost and snow,To greet a fiiend, or face a daring loe.On barren peaks, abstemious monks grow fat,Feasting on strangers charity at that;Without a friend, een to a saint t were hard.To brave the rigors of the bleak Bernard.From thi« huge mount, tl.e Dog derives his name;Some doubt his pedigree, but none his fame ;For strangers oft, when ice bedecks the ground,No friend to help in that drear region round ;With hunger perishing, and limbs congealed.To the chill grasp of death prepare to yield :When lo! he comes ! the gallant Bruno hies IWith food and cordial, eer the traveller dies.Some may exclaim, Can there a man be found.Whod dream of bartering such a priceless hound ?But then again. Lives th

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