Note 1 — DOGS IN LONDON

Alas! since these notes were made, fourteen years ago, there has been a recrudescence of the purely woman’s drawing-room pet dog. The wretched griffon, looking like a mean cheap copy of the little Yorkshire—one of the few small pet animals which has not wholly lost its soul—appears to have vanished. But the country has now been flooded with the Pekinese, and one is made to loathe it from the constant sight of it in every drawing-room and railway carriage and motor-car and omnibus, clasped in a woman’s arms.