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Motionless on a white-covered table, small and insignificant in the harsh brilliance of overhead lamps, a fox terrier listed in the laboratory records as Lazarus II lay last week in a gloomy old building on the University of California's campus. White-clad figures moved in & out of the glare, watching the creature they had asphyxiated with ether and nitrogen. Lazarus II's heart stopped beating and he no longer breathed. His shoe-button eyes were glazed. Lazarus II was dead...
When six minutes had elapsed since the last heartbeat, sallow young Dr. Robert E. Cornish moved Lazarus II to a seesaw-like device called a teeterboard. There he opened one of the terrier's thigh veins to admit a saline solution saturated with oxygen and containing the heart stimulant adrenalin, the liver extract heparin and some canine blood from which the fibrin (coagulating substance) had been removed. While he breathed gustily into the dog's mouth, his assistant rubbed the kinky-haired little body, rocked it on the teeterboard. The stimulant solution sank in a glass gauge...
...last week, in Chicago's Hotel Sherman, Louis Rudginsky, a Winthrop, Mass., tire dealer, packed up to go home. With him was Kid Boots Ace, better known as Timmie, his 13-lb. Boston terrier, who had just won first prize in the Western Boston Terrier Club show. Mr. Rudginsky put his thoroughbred into a black fibre bag bearing his initials in red letters. In the hotel lobby he put the case down, stepped away a few feet to say good-by to some friends. When he stepped back case and dog were gone...
...pointer, prancing proud and free as a stallion, of famed Fancier Geraldine Rockefeller Dodge, niece of John Davison Rockefeller Sr.? Or to the magnificent poodle, champion of England, Belgium, Austria, Switzerland and France, entered by Mrs. Sherman Hoyt of Manhattan? . . . Finally Judge Jarrett waved the two-year-old fox terrier bitch, Flornell Spicy Bit of Halleston, into the winning stall...
...breed. No one expects a dog judge to explain which among a hundred fine-drawn points of form and carriage has made him place one perfect purebred above all others. But Judge Jarrett last week departed from custom to comment on his choice: "This is a wonderful fox terrier of the correct size, shown in good coat, put down well and splendidly handled. In fact, she won comfortably...