merit was seen, as quite incomparable was Sir Richard Garth’s Drake, who was just five generations from the Spanish Pointer.  Drake was rather a tall, gaunt dog, but with immense depth of girth, long shoulders, long haunches, and a benevolent, quiet countenance.  There was nothing very attractive about him when walking about at Stafford prior to his trial, but the moment he was down he seemed to paralyse his opponent, as he went half as fast again.  It was calculated that he went fifty miles an hour, and at this tremendous pace he would stop as if petrified, and the momentum would cover him with earth and dust.  He did not seem capable of making a mistake, and his birds were always at about the same distance from him, to show thereby his extraordinary nose and confidence.  Nothing in his day could beat him in a field.  He got some good stock, but they were not generally show form, the bitches by him being mostly light and small, and his sons a bit high on the leg.  None of them had his pace, but some were capital performers, such as Sir Thomas Lennard’s Mallard, Mr. George Pilkington’s Tory, Mr. Lloyd Price’s Luck of Edenhall, winner of the Field Trial Derby, 1878; Lord Downe’s Mars and Bounce, and Mr. Barclay Field’s Riot.  When Sir Richard Garth went to India and sold his kennel of Pointers at Tattersall’s, Mr. Lloyd Price gave 150 guineas for Drake.

The mid-century owners and breeders had probably all the advantages of what a past generation had done, as there were certainly many wonderful Pointers in the ’fifties, ’sixties, and ’seventies, as old men living to-day will freely allow.  They were produced very regularly, too, in a marvellous type of perfection.

Mr. William Arkwright, of Sutton Scarsdale, Derbyshire, has probably the best kennel in England at the present time.  He discovered and revived an old breed of the North of England that was black, and bred for a great many years by Mr. Pape, of Carlisle, and his father before him.  With these Mr. Arkwright has bred to the best working strains, with the result that he has had many good field trial winners.  For a good many years now Elias Bishop, of Newton Abbot, has kept up the old breeds of Devon Pointers, the Ch.  Bangs, the Mikes, and the Brackenburg Romps, and his have been amongst the best at the shows and the field trials during the past few years.  There are, of course, exceptions to the rule that many of the modern Pointers do not carry about them the air of their true business; but it would appear that fewer people keep them now than was the case a quarter of a century ago, owing to the advance of quick-shooting, otherwise driving, and the consequent falling away of the old-fashioned methods, both for the stubble and the moor.  However, there are many still who enjoy the work of dogs, and it would be a sin indeed in the calendar of British sports if the fine old breed of Pointer were allowed even to deteriorate.  The apparent danger is that the personal or individual element is dying out.  In the ’seventies