him there, I'm going--"

"He hasn't been 'gated' yet," answered the Mistress in calm
confidence.

At the little spring show, at Hampton, a meager eighty dogs were
exhibited, of which only nine were collies. This collie division
contained no specimens to startle the dog-world. Most of the
exhibits were pets. And like nearly all pets, they were
"seconds"--in other words, the less desirable dogs of
thoroughbred litters.

Hampton's town hall auditorium was filled to overcrowding, with a
mass of visitors who paraded interestedly along the aisles
between the raised rows of stall-like benches where the dogs were
tied; or who grouped densely around all four sides of the roped
judging-ring in the center of the hall.

For a dogshow has a wel-nigh universal appeal to humanity at
large; even as the love for dogs is one of the primal and firm-
rooted human emotions. Not only the actual exhibitor and their
countless friends flock to such shows; but the public at large is
drawn thither as to no other function of the kind.

Horse-racing, it is true, brings out a crowd many times larger
than does a dogshow. But only because of the thrill of winning or
losing money. For where one's spare cash is, there is his heart
and his all-absorbing interest. Yet it is a matter of record that
grass is growing high, on the race-tracks, in such states as have
been able to enforce the anti-betting laws. The "sport of kings"