DOG NOMENCLATURE.

Hawera Star, Volume XLVIII, 20 December 1924, Page 12

DOG NOMENCLATURE.

~~ NAMING CANINES IN AMERICA, In New York it is customary for the names of dogs, to be registered when licenses for them are taken out. Mr. \V. 1:1. Groome, who has been manager ox the license •. bureau for seventeen years, has been giving some curious items to an interviewer, states a correspondent of the Manchester Guardian. The names, he says, • most commonly given to male dogs are Prince, Alike and Eido, with Buddy, Pal, Sport and Spot not far behind. For females, Nellie, Queeny and Beauty head the list.-After every Presidential election a number of people name their dogs after the successful- candidate. There has been a constant stream of Jack Dempseys. Hardly a day passes when dogs are not registered under the names of actors, - authors, politicians, millionaires, soldiers and atheltes. A young woman who had registered as Midget an English’-'bulldog in the puppy stage came to the office a yearlater asking that it .be changed to Giant. The clog had 'outgiwVn its" name.

{Several years ago a man named Hubbard applied for a. license for a female dog, and said lie wished to call her after his mother. -So she was duly entered as Mother Hubbard.’ A dog belonging to Mr. Block was .entered in the- books, at his own suggestion, as Chip of the- Old Block. Once a man and his wife broke the normal silence of the office, with a wrangle. -They had come to get a license, but had hot yet agreed on the dog’s lyme. The husband wanted Tom, and the wife wanted Fritz. “Who owns the dog?” inquired Mr. G'roome. The reply caine in unison, “I do.” “Then if they both own him.” suggested a clerk who was an interested listener to the dispute, “Why don’t they call him Fifty-Fifty?”'- The suggestion was offered in jest, but no sooner had it been made than 'both parties to the quarrel called off hostilities and accepted. So it was Tor FiftyFifty that the license was made out. were indeed small on such a. vast expanse of crags and broken slabs, and that for any more extensive search towa.rds the final pyramid a further party would have to be organised. I returned only too reluctantly to the £ent| and then with considerable extortion dragged the two sleeping; bags up a precipitous snow patch plastered on the little c-rag above the tent. With these sleeping bags- placed against the snow I had arranged with Hazard to signal down to' the: North Col Camo the results of my search. It needed all my efforts to cut steps out over the snowslope and then fix the sleeping-bags in position, so boisterous was the wind. But fortunately the singnal was seen 4,000 ft. below, though the answering signal I could not make out.

“Closing up the, tent and leaving its contents as my friends bad; left them, I glanced up -at the mighty summit above me. I seemed to- look down with cold indifference on mie, a '-id hoivl d'erision in wind gusts at my petition to yield up its secret, this mystery of' my friends. If it. were indeed the sacred ground of Chomolungma—Goddess Mother of the Alountuins -had we violated it? Was I now violating it? And yet as I gazed again thfeye seemed to be something alluring in that towering presence ; I was almost laeinated. I realized that no mere mountaineer alone could but he fascinated: that- he' who approaches close must ever be led on, and oblivious of all obstacles, . seek to reach that most sacred and highest place of all. It seemed that my friends must have been thus enchanted alp, for why else should they tarry? id.an effort, to suppress my feelings," I turned my gaze downwards to the N cr th Col far below j and I remembered that- other of mv companions would be anxiously awaiting my return, eager to hear what tidings" I carried. Alone and in meditation 1 slowly commenced my long descent.”.—Times.