Evening Republican, Volume 14, Number 20, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 24 January 1910 — DOG AND HORSE FLESH. [ARTICLE]

DOG AND HORSE FLESH.

Over 130,000 Hone* and 0,000 Doga Conanmed Each Year. Though the preparation and sale of dog flesh may be declared officially not to exist in France, the same cannot he said in regard to Germany, a Berlin correspondent of the Paris edition of the, New York Herald says. That the dog finds himself in various post, mortem forms on the table of the German gourmet is not to be denied, but the fact must be borne in mind that no misrepresentation is allowed by the German authorities. If it is dog it must be called dog, and not horse or canvasback duck. I have examined a few statistics and find that about 135,000 horses are butchered lor food annually in the German empire. The corresponding figure for goats is 400,000 and for dogs about 6,000. It is known that Germany produces the finest qualities of sausages known to the trade, and it is also known that cab horse and lost dog enter largely Into the composition of the most appetizing grades. The nicely rolled and spiced result of the sausagemaker’3 art provides a very savory article of diet and the hungry restaurant customer does not bother himself with the thought that at some previous time he may have rode behind it in a cab or kicked it In the street. The test for telling whether it is horse or dog, and which has become venerable as a German joke, is as follows; You cut the sausage In five or six little pieces and arrange the pieces In a line, just like a line of cabs standing at a street station. Then you remove the piece at the head of the line and if the second piece moves forward to the place thus made vacant it is horse.

While on the subject of dogs, I might mention the fact that dogs in Berlin do not enjoy such a gayety of existence as do those of Paris. The “Berliner hund” is no such royally privileged animal as his Parisian cousin. He is not allowed a seat at table with his master or mistress, as is the case in many Parisan restaurants. He enjoys no front stairway 'rights—he doesn't care much, anyhow, as every Berlin apartment house has its “escalier de service.” Still greater, however, is his chief hardship. He is obliged to wear a muzzle all the time. He may be as gentle as a white rabbit, or he may be as handsome as an oil painting, but the public Is always protected against his possible fury, and his beauty is always hidden behind ’.oather straps. Worst of all, he cannot '.‘get at” any other dog. He eees innumerable chances for a first class fight, but can do nothing but growl. When visitors arrive hi Berlin and see all the nice dogs wearing muzzles, they ar«

inclined to say: “What a pity!” hut their German friends reply, “It is the law,” and there is nothing more to be said.