GREYHOUNDS IN CONNECTION WITH SAN FRANCISCO KENNEL CLUB’S SIXTH ANNUAL BENCH SHOW.
Since the close of the California racing season, in the last days of April, Union Park has again become the chief attraction for local sports and the notable increase in the volume of its attendance, aside from showing marked public appreciation of the efforts of those in charge and the results obtained in the way of high-class sport, is an unmistakable indication of the prospective prosperity of the coming Summer season, which promises much amusement for lovers of coursing in its generous program of valuable stake events, classified in a manner calculated to bring together the respective divisions of the best racing material on the coast and from the Middle-West.
The bench show, too, from the viewpoint of those gentlemen whose personal efforts were directly responsible for the magnificent exhibit of Greyhounds made on that occasion, seems to have accomplished its purpose in having drawn attention to and created an interest in the “longtails” in quarters never before properly appealed to; for many who saw these dogs on the benches were sufficiently impressed with the quality of the lot to desire to see them race in the well-advertised special stakes for dogs that were in the show, with the result that when these stakes were run the week following the show the grandstand at the coursing park contained many new faces, not a few of which were witnessing the game for the first time.
People who find their way out to Union Park are usually agreed that its accessibility by rail or electric car, its comfortable restaurant accommodations and pleasant location on the San Mateo coast combine to make it an ideal spot to spend a most enjoyable Sunday at this time of year, with plenty of high-class sport, and the opportunity of making the day pay if one is so inclined.
The benefit derived from the showing made at the Kennel Club’s exhibition, besides the increasing popularity of the Greyhound and the sport he affords, is expected on the other hand to manifest itself in the opening of a field whereby breeders may dispose of hounds which they consider unfit for racing purposes.
Coursing, always interesting at the season, on account of the initial tryouts of the youngsters which will compose the fields in the rich Futurities of the Fall, has, during the past month, been replete with incidents, at once pleasing to all well-wishers of the game and of interest to lovers of the sensational in racing, the “regulars” having been treated to a quality of sport which could not fail to please the most fastidious of its critics.
There was no coursing on Saturday, April 26, owing to the large number of Greyhounds benched at Mechanics’ Pavilion. But the Union Park management arranged a very attractive card for the Sunday following the show, quite a few of the best dogs in training, at present, being drawn in a sixty-four dog Open Stake, and which was very productive of great sport throughout; the contestants being very evenly matched, and fully half of them figuring to have a chance for final honors.
The usual Sunday attendance was largely augmented on this occasion by up-country leashmen who had come to town to see what Judge Cranfield would do with his big classes at the show, and by visiting dogmen from all points on the coast. A special party, consisting of Mr. and Mrs. G.M. Carnochan, of New York, Mr. A.P. Vredenburgh, the secretary of the American Kennel club; Mr. George S. Thomas, of Hamilton, Mass.; Mr. George A. Cranfield, of Melbourne, Australia, who judged the greyhound classes at the bench show; Mr. John Davidson, of Monroe, Mich., also a judge at the show, and Messrs. N.H. Hickman, L.A. Klein, and W.E. Chute, of the San Francisco Kennel Club, was entertained at luncheon by John H. Rossiter, the popular president of the Inter-State Coursing Club, and George MacEwen Malcolm, secretary of the California Coursing Committee, who afterward escorted them through the kennels, paddock and scales-room and thence out on the field proper, where, as the guests of Judge John Grace, they inspected the hares in their pens and witnessed the slipping of several braces of hounds from a point of vantage beside the box. The Easterners were deeply interested in all they saw, and paid a high compliment to the perfect system on which coursing is conducted at the complete and popular plant.
The day was well nigh perfect and the field in good shape, the grass having been cut to enable the blue-blooded performers to show all their cleverness without interference, by nature, in favor of the jacks. These latter are improving weekly in speed and will continue to do so as the season progresses. They become very fat in California in the early spring, when the new grasses are tender, and the courses at this season are, as a rule, short ones. – W.E. Chute in F. and F.
The comparison of affairs, East and West, gives up some food for thought. First and foremost we run up against the difference of opinion that exists between the bench idea of the greyhound and the field winner. We hardly think that the standard, as set before us, is to blame for this, be the interpretation.
The greatest divergences seem to come in head and shoulders. As to a greyhound’s head, any novice in the coursing world knows that fairly strong head is indispensable to courage, and usually indicates stamina. Our show standard does not tell us to give prizes to dogs with narrow, flat fronts, absolutely devoid of any muscle, but still some judges of show greyhounds think this a qualification to success.
The divergence of opinion makes more difference in American than in England, of in the latter company a show greyhound is looked up with a smile of indulgence and does not evoke much interest. The same may be said of many strains of working field dogs, who may have national reputations, or otherwise, but do not find their way into shows. The show fraternity may be said to form a camp of their own, the greyhound division keep to themselves, so do the hound devotees, etc.; but in America we use our dogs much more for both field and bench, and whether we can afford to take the ultra types, as set forth by British showgoers, and say they are the best working models, is open to a difference of opinion.
It is a curious fact that the greyhounds of the most valuable field qualities rarely go into shows, yet the quality and appearance do not deteriorate, but the reverse is the case, and it looks as though nature takes care of its own and the fittest survives. According to our present show customs, it is a question if a greyhound trained fit for stiff coursing fixture would not be voted by such bench judges as loaded in the shoulders, “too beefy” and coarse. Some of those that do win are simply was the Westerner call “split rails,” and we see Borzois going out of the ring with blue ribbons that if they met a good, strong whiff of fresh prairie air would be blown over without an effort, let alone grappling and holding that elusive creature, the big wolf.
If there is a weakness in the English dog fancy to-day, it is that reaching for excessive quality they are going dangerously near the weedy lines. A very good motto to adopt is: Practice with Science.
The eye soon becomes accustomed to what it sees daily, and all of the different type look wrong and out of place. It is therefore those who drop down on us suddenly, or those who have been absent for a time, that see our faults, and we have yet to see the time when a serviceable dog, needed for field work of a severe nature, was best, without loins, back, quarters, shoulders and muscles; and there is too much absence of all of these in many dogs in different breeds winning prizes to-day.
Therefore, though there has been no collusion, in this case, between East and West, we are glad to welcome an unbiased opinion from a country where fitness for hard work an use are as requisite as good looks.
The fault of our not being able to bring field and bench qualifications nearer together probably lies equally between both parties, in some cases, but the face that hardly ever does a show greyhound win in the field should set us thinking. This may also be said of other breeds.
In the purely fancy breeds there is plenty of room for the fanciers’ vagaries; but in the dogs who are supposed to be judged for their field qualities there is still lots of room for study and reflection. When points too obviously at variance with qualifications necessary for field work are asked for, they can only lead to the destruction of the breeds or to a division into two or more camps.
It is purely imagination, often, to say that what is most beautiful or right is what we have become most used to. A hat fashionable to-day looks ridiculous in two years’ time, and yet in ten or twenty years’ time we may wear the same again, and again call it the correct thing. A fancier’s eye, in like manner, when constantly swung in one direction, may become vitiated, and this is applicable to groups of fanciers, and it only requires a swing of the pendulum to bring them back, when often they may themselves deny that they ever admired a type gone by. We hesitate the opinion that the best dog is the one that is well furnished all over, yet can carry quality; but quality does not necessarily consist in doing away with frame and muscular development. — Field and Fancy.
CRITICAL REVIEW OF THE GREYHOUND CLASSES
Greyhounds—were a big compliment to the judge and a big treat to the student of coursing lore. They were easily the banner section of the show, and constituted a fine group, with large, well-filled classes and many celebrities among them. They were a very level lot throughout, and took a bit of judging. Mr. Cranfield seemed quite at home among them, proceeding in a careful yet confident manner and his award were, as a rule, well-received. Probably no three men present would have placed them exactly as he did. At the same time he had a well-defined notion of the type he was after, and stuck to it through all his classes without reserving a single decision; which, it itself, considering the size of his classes and the number of dogs entered in more than one class, was a neat bit of headwork.
A RECORD ENTRY.
There were over 140 entries in the classes with but six absentees, and 120 dogs on the bench, thanks to Messrs. Rosseter and Malcolm, who never do things by halves, and to Manager Klein, who cleverly manipulated the meeting of the clans; for never before have the leashmen warmed up to a bench show in San Francisco.
Open dogs—Filled with thirty entries, twenty-five of which were present at roll-call, and among them quite a few of the dogs whose performances on the sward have made coursing in California famous the world over. All were in the pink of condition and right on edge. They were a grand bodied lot, and, barring heads, which in many instances seemed to decide it, required a lot of sorting before the ribbons were handed out.
FIELD FORM v. BENCH FORM.
The California leashman thinks far more of shoulders, couplings and quarters in his dog than head and expression. These latter considerations are set entirely aside in the selection of prospective breadwinners, and many of the noted coursers seen at this show fall below standard requirements in the matter of head, eye, ear, and expression. And another point on which the leashman and the bench show exhibitors are not agreed is shoulders. A dog with strong shoulders showing plenty of depth and an abundance of muscle in well-developed bunches, at once appeals to the practiced eye of a trainer as one who can gather himself in a bound or two and be in his stride as soon as they slips click. The show judge, who is apt to be a stickler for cleanness of outline, will find fault with the same dog’s elbows, which are probably a bit out from tugging in the slips, and will call the shoulders, whose muscles have been carefully developed for work in hand, loaded.
FIELD CRACKS GO DOWN.
This probably accounts for the early downfall of some of California’s most noted grassburners on their initial appearance in the judging ring last week; for certain it is that many of the defeated ones can and have often taken the measure of more than one of the winners in the pursuit of the elusive jack.
Narcissus, the Curtis crack, went out with two letters, which such noted ones as Bright Gold, Petronius, Black Fire, Flying Fox, Wedgewood and Mose got completely lost in the shuffle. The speedy Palo Alto held his own in body, but was well beaten in head, and Brutus, with the same fault, is otherwise a nice one who has proved his ability to earn beefsteaks galore. With these, in the three letter division, was McHenry, the class of the lot, with quality to burn and the cleanest outline, best head and truest expression of any hound benched. Handled by a stranger, he refused to show himself. He has not the best forefeet in the world, but McHenry in clever hands can go a long way. Rural Artist, the well-known Wild Tralee and Tyrone Prince each received two letters. Rural Artist and Rocker, V.H.C., his kennel companion, are both nice hounds who have done much winning in the field for Pasha Kennels. Wild Tralee is a nice, even sort, and Tyrone Prince a big one, with lots of bone, good length of head, but plain faced, long coupled and a bit straight in the back. Tame Tralee, who fell on the reserve card, is a nice stamp of a hound, well balanced throughout, but wants the class of the three placed over him. Roman Athlete, ultimately placed on top, is a fine, big, upstanding hound, with wonderful depth of girth, bone and quarters, beautifully muscled, with neat shoulders and a very fair head. Real Article, from the same kennel, came second, a neat brindle, showing quality an well-shaped throughout, beats the winner in head but loses substance. Third went to Cavalier, the old war horse who has helped to make the Curtis kennel famous. He is going in shoulders, but still shows undeniable class.
BITCHES GOOD, TOO.
In the corresponding class for bitches another very level lot of seventeen entered the ring and took more separating than the dogs. Buby Sankey, the winner, has lots of character, a pleasing outline, neat ear, and is a very graceful bitch in motion. Bona Magnifica, second, is another nice one, who pressed the winner in front but lost to her behind and also in character. Harlean Gladys is a sweet bitch with a nice, racy outline, but not in the best shape, and she seemed rather timid. Aggie W. is a fine, big bitch, not in tip-top shape and not a great shower, but is a study in body, with very fair head, as they were here, and considerable class. Fiery Face, also V.H.C., is another sweet one, a very neat brindle, with heads and ears to recommend here, but she could have more substance. Belle Rocker has a good outline, some quality and a fair skull, but lacks style. Bona, too, shows some character, a nice bodied one, off in head and foreign in expression. May Hempstead is a handsome fawn on nice lines, with good shoulders and all right behind, but not all that one desires in head. Lilac, Charta, Peerless and Lily Wright, all with letters, are four very nice-bodied bitches.
ANOTHER ELOPEMENT.
The erratic Maid o’Erin, who has a weakness for eloping with good-looking fellows like Ben Lewis, again ran away from home a few days before the show and is yet to be heard from. All fences look alike to her.
DOUBLE HONORS.
Field trail, class A, for dogs having reached semi-finals or better of Champion and Open stakes or finals of Reserve stakes—had twenty-seven, all present, and the order was the same as in open dogs, with Luxor, another of the Curtis string, who won the big John Grace Challenge Cup two years ago, reserve. He has been, and is still, a magnificent hound, whose shoulders and front show the effects of his running and stopped him here. Sacramento Boy, winner of the last Grace Cup, was excused with one letter. His head lost the day for him. Aeolus, Roy Hughie and Tralee Boy each deserved their three letters, but were held safe enough by the winning trio. The class for bitches, same conditions, saw the twelve on the sawdust, and Bonnie Hughie’s nice brisket, quarters and action took the trick. She has a rather neat head, but could be cleaner in the neck. Aggie W. got the place, but not with much to spare from Fiery Face. Bonnie Pasha wants to straighten up in front, and May Hempstead might have been reserve. It was nip and tick among the balance, most of which got letters.
Field Trial Class C—For dogs that have never reached semi-finals of champion and open stakes or finals of reserve stakes—Saw Belfast do the winning with a dozen in the ring. He is a nice fronted dog with quite some quality, nice head, neck and ears, clean shoulders, is somewhat tucked up, and there is room for improvement in his stern. He did not appear to win easily from Toronto, who was a bang-up second, a nice stamp on the small side and a bit low stationed. Greycloud is not a good headed one, but his grand bone, nice front, good brisket, girth and feet could not be denied. McHenry acted badly here and again got three letters, with Roving Arab, Black Cloud and Prometheus, who he clearly outclassed. Master Bly and Gambit, both H.C. are rather neat hounds, and Sugar Cane is a reachy one who looks like galloping.
A QUICK BITCH GETS THERE.
A lot of new faces appeared in the bitch class, governed by above conditions, and Alice Louise was returned the winner. Alice can go a bit in any company. She beat Fannie Hughie with something to spare; Bona Magnifica, in the turn, lost in bone and action to Fannie Hughie. These are three nice bitches. Gladys Weller, reserve, is a nice, racy bitch, and Little May, V.H.C., not far behind her. Querita Vincent, Go On, Lost Chord and Bona are a very even quartet, unlucky in meeting such as the winner. Any of them will do where the company is not so exceptionally torrid.
SOME GOOD YOUNGSTERS.
Creswick, the winner of the class for Junior dogs under 18 months of age, is a fine, upstanding youngster, that promises well and he won rather easily from the plain-headed Renegade Apache. Gloster, the black brother of the winning bitch, is a quality dog who had to give away in shoulder and expression, but was not beaten much by the second, October Lad, who is a very neat brindle on the small side, and Don’t Know is growing the right way.
Rubber Ankles, who later won special for best in show, made her debut in junior bitches. She is rather a sweet one, wants length in head, but is a wonderful boned one, on beautiful lines. Ready Address, second, and Runaway Actress, third, are little sisters of the winner and very much like her. Ready Address had the best head of the three, but is not the winner’s equal in body.
NON-PERFORMERS SCARCE.
Special Novice Class—For dogs that had never won on the bench nor more than two courses in any stake—Did not fill well because it is a hard proposition to find a greyhound in California that has not won two courses. Renegade Apache won from Dathy, a big reachy one with lots of bone, but on the clothes-line order, and lacking class throughout. He was luck indeed in finishing ahead of Pat Freedom and Fred Freedom, two nice bodied sons of the late lamented champion, For Freedom. Bitches, same conditions, made a better class and here Rubber Ankles won again from Alameda Lass and Nellie Gray, the latter losing to the former in front, and Miss Shirley, reserve, being beaten by both behind and in action. This ended the class competition. Pasha Kennels won the team prize for the best four and also the best brace. — W.E. Chute, Field and Fancy.