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"He was an aristocratic pug, accustomed to select society and would not notice them."

I don’t know if dog catchers in 1890s New York were paid for each mutt that they brought back to the pound, but something strange was going on. During that decade, dog catchers had a habit of luring canines off their owners’ properties so that they could be collared and taken into custody. This strategy backfired sometimes, as can be gleaned from the following July 16, 1894 article in the Brooklyn Daily Eagle. An excerpt:

“The dog catchers paid another visit to the Twenty-ninth Ward this morning and again got into trouble. The new wards are a harvest for those officers and no matter how they are treated, they reappear smiling. About 4:50 this morning William Robertson, a well known and wealthy resident of Clarkson Street, let his pet pug out in the yard. The pug celebrated his release with a sharp yelp. The dog catchers were in the neighborhood, heard the bark and drove up to the Robertson residence. Seven men jumped from the wagon. They tried to coax the dog outside the yard, but he was an aristocratic pug, accustomed to select society and would not notice them. One catcher then, braver than the others, opened the gate and threw in some meat. The dog did not pay attention to that either. The man then went in the yard, chased the animal and, after some time, caught him on the stoop surrounding the house. The dog squealed and Mrs. Robertson ran out of the house to see what was the matter. She grasped the situation at a glance and told the man to drop the dog. He answered in an insulting manner and Mrs. Robertson called her husband, who also ordered the man to drop the dog. The catcher was impudent to Robertson also and the latter drew a revolver from his pocket and shouted, ‘Drop that dog or I will drop you.’

One of the men in the wagon cried out, ‘Drop it, Bill. He means business.’ The man dropped the dog and ran. His seven companions drove on with thirty-five captive dogs in their wagon. This morning Mr. Robertson appeared before Justice Steers and asked for a warrant for the arrest of the man, whose name he did not know. The justice told him first to complain to the mayor and then he would grant the warrant. Mr. Robertson left the court house for the city hall.

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Pluto encounters a dog catcher, 1932:

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"...to answer to the charge of sending an improper note in a bouquet of roses to Miss Edith Hall..." (Image by Jebulon.)

Either there is more than meets the eye to this story in the July 6, 1897 edition of the Brooklyn Daily Eagle, or everyone in the area temporarily lost their minds. The story is about a young dandy who became enamored with a lovely burlesque performer and tried to make her acquaintance. Then everything went haywire. An excerpt:

“Maurice Butler, a well-groomed and stylishly dressed youth 16 years of age was in the Grant street court this morning, accompanied by his father, Dr. William Butler of 507 Clinton avenue, to answer to the charge of sending an improper note in a bouquet of roses to Miss Edith Hall of 428 West Thirty-fifth street, New York, an actress at Bergen Beach, last night. The youth, when taken before Justice Steers to plead, said that he was guilty of the offense charged, but afterward, by advice of his father, withdrew the plea and the case was then adjourned until Thursday next. Dr. Butler signed the bail bond of $500. If young Butler desires to sow his wild oats and lead a gay life he is not likely to repeat his adventure of last night at the popular short resort. He said it was his first attempt to flirt with an actress and it would, he declared, be his last.

Young Butler, who was at one time a student in the Polytechnic Institute, went to the Casino at Bergen Beach last night to see Little Miss Brooklyn, the burlesque show in which Miss Hall appears as Miss Brooklyn. He had visited the place several times before and had become infatuated with Miss Hall, who wears white tights and is graceful and pretty. The young man carried a large bouquet of Jack roses in which, appeared later, was hidden a note requesting her to meet him after the show. Butler watched the performance with much interest and did not fail to applaud loudly when Miss Hall appeared on stage. Before the third act came to a close Mr. Butler sent the flowers to Miss Hall and awaited results. In the note alleged to have been written by him was a request that if the actress would meet him as desired she would wear the flowers when she next appeared on stage.

Not Edith Hall, but a fine representation of the old-timey burleque entertainer. (Image by trialsanderrors.)

When Miss Hall received the roses and discovered the note and the message therein she was quite overcome, but was not long in making her way to Percy G. Williams, the manager of the beach. She showed him the bouquet and the message and asked how to proceed in order to locate the writer. Mr. Williams called his son and asked if he could point out the person who had sent the bouquet, and when he learned that he told Miss Hall to go on with her part and not to fail to wear the flowers, as requested by the sender. She did so.

As soon as Miss Hall left the place she was approached by Mr. Butler, who raised his hat and greeted her pleasantly. The actress asked the youth if he had sent the bouquet and the note attached, and when he replied in the affirmative she invited him to walk toward the swimming pool. The couple had barely reached the swimming pool when Mr. Butler was torn from her side by a crowd of men, which he said this morning, he thought numbered fully one hundred, and was thrown into the pool. He was soused up and down for several minutes until Detective Betts of the Twenty-third Precinct appeared on the scene, and the crowd dispersed. He was assisted to the walk, his clothes soaked. Miss Hall promptly charged him with insulting her and he was treated to a ride to the Flatbush station house where he was locked up. That was at midnight.

Miss Hall was in court this morning to press charges against Mr. Butler. ‘When I left the Casino last night, I did so expecting to horsewhip that boy, but I did not get a chance. I did not know the men expected to give the boy a bath, and my only object in meeting him was to give him a whipping.'”

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