Puck — April 16, 1879 — page 7: what you’re looking at

Machine-transcribed from the original scan — historical spelling and the odd misread are preserved.

GERTY'S NECKLACE. Wuen Gerty was a tiny girl A year upon life's river, To mark the day, I chose a pearl As birthday gift to give her. But feeling that her wants were few, ‘And that her gifts were plenty, I thought the best that I could do ‘Was—wait till she was twenty, As Time went by, with rapid flow Of years of school and nursery, A birthday meant a pearl, and so With every anniversary. Till came the day when Gerty’s teens Were left behind for ever, And I discovered what it means That blessed is the giver. For though my gift was rare and rich And worthy e’en of Venus, She gave me one, the little witch! ‘That turned the scales between us: A necklace, as the pearls I'd strung As snow-white, was my fetter; Around my neck her arms she flung— And I was Gerty's debtor! Artur Hostace. PUCK GOES TO THE DOG SHOW. ILMORE'S Garden, which has been the scene of so many triumphs of varied character, went in for three days of dogs last week. ‘The Show, it is almost unnecessary to ob- serve, could not have taken place without the present of Puck; and even if it could, it didn’t, and be it understood there is more truth than poetry in this statement, as Miss Penniman, of 536 Fifth Avenue, can testify by her de- licious Pug of full pedigree in class 79 whose name is Puck, and which was ‘very highly commended.” Puck, not the dog, on beholding this masterpiece of Mr. Nature in the Pug line, honored by being named after himself, drew forth his sketch book from the pocket of his swallowtail, and poising his crayon took a bold portrait of the animal, which is herewith presented. Portrait oF Miss Penniman’s Puc “ Puck.” Possibly some of Mr. Pug Puck's friends may not be struck by the excellence of the picture, but we feel assured that if they look at it long enough the features will come to them in all their pristine and realistic beauty. It is a sort of realistic thing that grows on one. There were other interesting objects in this Bench Show besides the dogs—and, by the way, why should it be called a Bench Show. True, the name sounds sporting and knowing, but outsiders, ignorant of subtle distinction be- tween different breeds of dogs and other speci- mens of animated nature, might ask with some show of reason why it shouldn't be quite as appropriately called a Bureau or Old Arm- Chair Show as a Bench one. The would-be swell dog fancier was on hand in all the glory of a pronounced ‘Aymarket LL 8g horse-shoe pin, and a crook-handled cane, but, in spite of the correct costume, he was still quite too awfully American and wouldn't do a large amount of credit to the country at that. ‘There were some other dog-fanciers, accom- panied by the happy female objects of their affections, whose fancy for dogs manifested itself by leading about with a chain the largest mastiff or setter they could lay their hands on —about this size, for instance—as an evi- dence of their connection with the Show, ‘The exercise was nice for the young men and the dogs; also for the young woman who gazed admiringly at the noble spectacle of man and beast. But there are some people who object to large dogs making a thorough- fare of their legs without previously being con- sulted about the matter, and who swear accord- ingly. The omniscient young man, also on the En- glish model, with his sisters and his cousins and his aunts, was present in considerable force. Some of him, to complete the British illusion, wore dress clothes and single-barreled eye- glasses, which had the effect, in their own esti- mation, of making them British aristocratic sports, He, at times, would scorn the assistance of a catalogue, and astonish his female auditors by giving the breed and evolution of some of the dogs off-hand. This worked to a charm until he got his terriers, Scotch, Skye, Yorkshire, Black-and-Tan, Dandy Dinmont and Toy ina state of inextricable confusion. He was just about pointing out the beauty of this pair, which he described as Bull-Terriers, when he caught Puck’s piercing eye and sub- sided for the rest of the evening. =. We desire to call the reader’sattention to the accompanying beautiful sketch ofa prize Italian Greyhound. ‘ct-up. He usually affected a checked suit, a 87 Observe his curly tail—it so long and pointed that by a beautiful provision of nature he is enabled to utilize it as a tooth-pick after he has been dining on the tin can of a paté de foil gras. If any lover of dogs reads Puck with a view of getting a shadow of an idea of what the show was like, he will have never made a greater mistake in his life—but at the same time it will not prevent us from giving pictures of two noble creatures that quite captured us by their beauty, dignity and majesty, ‘The first is named “Giglamps,” and his as- tonishment at learning that he has at that mo- ment been awarded the first prize is wonder- fully well depicted, and entirely upsets the theory of those who assert that the canine features are not remarkable for expression, The other animal whose counterfeit present- ment we also have much pleasure in producing might, at first sight, be mistaken for a leo- pard; but he is not. On the contrary, he is a dog of the dog- gonest kind, His breed is uncertain, but for the sake of argument we'll put him down as a one-horse carriage dog, or Dalmatian thorough- bred mongrel. He did sof receive a prize, and his obvious mortification thereat is, we | really think, much too serious a subject to jest | about, So we'll let up on dogs for the present. PSYCHOLOGICAL “Yesh, I'm drunk. But ’f I'm drunk, how’m I shober ‘nough to know I’m drunk? Zis shing ish gettin’ to demn diffcult f mes” ——— comicbooks.com