Political Pets

Every good politician knows that pets are votegetters. A candidate who strokes a dog may well thus win its master's vote, perhaps those of other dog-lovers. Last week from the Roosevelt campaign headquarters issued two items of campaign literature relating two near miracles. To Mrs. Franklin Delano Roosevelt wrote a Mrs. Grace C. Palmer of Brooklyn:

"Just want to tell you of an incident that happened while my husband and I were seated at the radio. . . . When it was announced that Mr. Roosevelt was nominated . . . our dear little brown dog Brownie . . . picked up a small rug and began to shake it and run all around the room with it in his mouth, as though he was waving his banner for the next President. . . ."

Wrote one Mary Reid of Manhattan: "Our canary bird Dicky Boy has for nearly a year absolutely refused to sing a single note. Every trick known to bird psychology was tried. . . . You can picture our amazement when after the final announcement was made, just at the big moment, so to speak, when the crowd broke loose, Dicky burst into song, far above the organ and the cheering, and continued thus to sing throughout the ovation, giving vent to his . . . hearty approval."

To a newshawk, Dicky Boy's mistress admitted he had not sung since. She thought he was waiting for the election.

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