A VISIT TO A LONDON DOG-SHOW.
By Laura Skeel Pomeroy.
Some years ago I went to see a great dog-show at the Alexandra Palace, in the north of London.
My friend Charley, a bright boy who knows the way all over this part of the city, was my escort. We concluded to go to the show by the underground railroad, and at half-past one o’clock we were at the station called South Kensington. We bought our tickets there, and passed through gateways where men in uniform examined our tickets, allowing but one person to pass at a time, then descended two long flights of stone steps, and went down, down, into the subterranean station.
a black and white setter.