THE MINIATURE POMERANIAN
And in short measures life may perfect be."
WHAT do you lack, what do you buy, mistress? A fine hobby horse, to make your son a tilter? a drum, to make him a soldier? a fiddle, to make him a reveller? what is't you lack? little dogs for your daughters?" What is it you buy, mistress? Little dogs for your daughters? Not so, but little dogs for yourselves, and none do you favour more than the Pomeranian, miniature or otherwise---this dainty, elfin-like whimsicality, charming in form, beautiful in colouring, and graceful in manners. The vogue of the Pomeranian calls for no explanation, so self-evident are the reasons. Men as a class are drawn towards the sporting dogs, terriers, setters, pointers, hounds, spaniels, but no woman yet set eyes on one of these midgets without succumbing to its attractions. Rapid though the advances made by the Pekingese have been, the Pomeranian has not lost ground in any sense. It may be that he would have won still more supporters if it had not been for the
