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individually-fenced runway-50-foot runways, each of them. The other ten compartments have entrances to 100-foot runways; these are for adult dogs. And besides these there are eight or ten runways 150 feet long some distance from the kennels.

The entire "farm" is fenced. This keeps the public off the premises. A second fence prevents visitors from coming in too close contact with the dogs.

Never is a Pontchartrain puppy sold for less than $150.00. Judy, for instance, last year was bred twice, giving birth to seventeen puppies. This year Mr. Staines will realize only one litter of puppies from his first dog, but he says it is almost impossible to estimate Judy's worth, considering that in the four years he has owned her she had given birth to over $7000 worth of puppies.

Mr. Staines figures that the actual cost of raising a puppy, including cost-price of the female, the use of the male, and the caretaker's charges until a puppy is ready for delivery, amounts to $40.00-that is, figuring delivery at from ten to twelve weeks of age. He attends a great many dog shows, however, and the expense incurred in this manner does not go into the cost account; he figures that were he not attending these shows he would in all probability have some other hobby (golfing was his favorite sport before Judy came into his life) which would involve far greater expenditure of money than does his attendance at the shows. And, in almost every case, Mr. Staines sells anywhere from two to half a dozen puppies as a result of his awards at the shows.

Champ Dyno is responsible for a nice little income for the owner, too. During the month of March, for instance, Mr. Staines realized over $700 breeding fees from Dyno. Last year Dyno was bred thirty-one times; thirty-one services at 50 dollars each-$1550 income from the one dog.

Prior to the war German police dogs were politically controlled. A man with a Doberman Pinscher had a political influence. There was a limited number of these dogs when the war broke out, and their value during the war soon became apparent. As they were killed off they had to be replaced. Airedales, shepherds and Great Danes were tried, but the shepherd, being numerous as well as easily trained, won out. German shepherds, then, became popular and the dogs were brought to this country by the soldiers in great numbers and the Americans called these shepherds police dogs.

Doberman Pinschers, the original German police dogs, had their drawbacks, however. With long ears and imposing tails, it wasn't impossible for a fleeing prisoner to get the upper hand by wrenching the dog's ears. To remedy this sort of thing trimming of the ears and tails was considered necessary. And the practice has been continued. Mr. Staines does this, too. At the age of three days

each puppy is given ether and his tail is stubbed. At the age of six weeks ether is again administered and each puppy has its ears trimmed. This, the owner claims, adds greatly to their beauty as well as to the protection of the dog. When the ears are trimmed Mr. Staines lines the inside of them with adhesive tape, stretching one piece of tape from ear to ear. This holds the ear in an upright position and relieves pulling or puckering of the wound. One hour after the trimming takes place puppies will eat a hearty meal, and the wounds are completely healed in two weeks, Mr. Staines says.

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enced keeper for his dogs. Breakfast consists of milk and eggs, mixed with corn-flakes. At noon the older dogs are not fed, but the puppies are given beef bouillon poured over one of the popular dog foods. At night adults are given cooked meat with prepared foods, vegetables being included two or three times a week. For dessert they are given all the raw meat they will eat.

Two goats were recently added to the personnel of the kennels. Puppies are fed goat milk.

Mr. Staines purchases the meat himself from a wholesale establishment. One day he buys head meat, the next day hearts, and the next day shank meat. Twice a week he buys beef tripe. The tripe is never cooked-not even washed. It is put through an electric meat-grinder and given to the dogs raw.

Adult dogs get on an average of a pound and a half of meat a day. Pontchartrain kennels now house eighteen adult dogs, so Mr. Staines purchases sixty pounds daily. The cost per pound ranges from 8 to 14 cents. He also obtains bones at one cent a pound, and two or three times a week these are cooked and the broth used to moisten prepared dog foods-the bouillon referred to. The cooked bones are then given the dogs to gnaw on.

The dogs which have not yet attained maturity are given cow's milk, to which has been added a

good grade of canned milk; a can of evaporated milk to a quart of pasteurized cow's milk. Buttermilk is fed all dogs once a week. When Mr. Staines finds a dog that won't lap up natural buttermilk, it is fed Lactone buttermilk, which is sure to create an appetite, he says.

Dogs are not all easily raised, Mr. Staines says. The average dog at home, he says, gets enough roughage to keep his teeth clean and white, but at the kennel this point is sometimes not looked after, and for this reason Mr. Staines sees to it that his dogs' teeth are brushed at least once a week, his trainer using an ordinary tooth paste and wide tooth brush. This procedure keeps the teeth in a pearly white condition. "And the dogs like it," Mr. Staines adds.

And milk of magnesia is carried to the kennels from the Staines Pharmacy regularly; a dog's dose

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Fleas are troublesome, too, in spite of the fact that the kennels and runways are completely sprayed twice a day. A mixture of oil of citronella, oil of pennyroyal, turpentine, kerosene and mineral oil is used for brushing the dogs the minute fleas are in evidence.

Mr. Staines contends it is fortunate he is a druggist. He buys Spratt's Food-and sells it over

remedies, collars, and all the rest of it nets him over $100 a month. He probably does more business in this line than any other druggist in the city, simply because he is known as a dog breeder. Customers travel across the city to get Mr. Staines' advice, and as a result he sells a bill of goods in many cases. He aims to make 333 per cent on all dog stuff.

The naming system in vogue in the Pontchartrain kennels is interesting. One litter is christened with names beginning with A; another with B, and another with C; in other words, each pup in a litter is given a name with an identical first letter. Hella of Pontchartrain, Hexie, Hyde, Hindu, Hilda -these are typical names given by Mr. Staines. Hella was the winning dog at a Detroit show, at Columbus, at Pittsburgh, and at Washington, D. C. Hyde of Pontchartrain won on his first exhibition at Erie, Pa. Hexie, from the same litter, was reserve winner at the big New York show under German judges; also he was declared the best American-bred dog at the show. This gives an idea of the kind of dogs Mr. Staines raises.

Every precaution is taken at the kennels to avoid loss of pups. Three cottages have been built for brood matrons. The houses measure 8 feet square by 10 feet high, and the inside is finished with beaver board, the outside with shiplap. The floors are concrete and slope to the center, furnishing rapid drain after the daily washing. These houses are two stories high. New litters are kept upstairs and older pups are kept downstairs until those in the top story are old enough to go up and down the stairs; then the younger ones are transferred to the first floor. Each cottage is encircled by a wire fence, and, as stated, each cottage is furnished with a runway.

The usual litter consists of eight puppies, and each litter is given a pint of blood a day. This is mixed with milk, making about two ounces of blood per pup per day. Mr. Staines buys a gallon of blood a week.

Dogs are boarded at the kennels for $20 a month. The kennel man is paid a flat monthly salary, except in cases where dogs are taken in from outside to be trained. Boarding and training charges are $45 a month, of which the trainer gets $12.50, the balance ($32.50) going toward food and profit. They are trained in obedience, to lead, to speak, and

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Perhaps the most outstanding move Mr. Staines has made is the purchase of Lux von der Blankenburg. Lux was the winner of the 1923 Black Sieger title in Germany. A son won the 1924 Black Sieger title, and a daughter and another son won the best blacks; in 1926 this honor was repeated. This is a record which no one stud ever before attained. He was also the sire of three of the four

And now Mr. Staines has added Lux to his kennel -at a cost of $2500. Lux is eight years old and it is Mr. Staines' intention to advertise him on his German record rather than to enter him in American shows; Mr. Staines says he derives a great deal more enjoyment from displaying American-bred dogs than he does from displaying one already reared and with a title to begin with. A single breeding from Lux brings Mr. Staines $100.

Mr. Staines says that without his store he wouldn't sell so many dogs; people realize that with him it isn't a commercial enterprise but a hobby, and they deal with him, knowing that show dogs are superior to dogs raised in a commercial way. His drug store must be largely credited with his success in the dog business, he says.

And his drug business has profited, he says. He advertised photographic work, for instance, by displaying windows full of dog enlargements. The finishing business increased at once and the sale of films took a healthy jump.

Imported dogs are all ordered shipped to the store, where they are uncrated and taken to the kennels. The advertising value in this, too, is worth while.

Mr. Staines leaves his store every afternoon, drives ten miles to his kennels, plays a little with each dog, feeds each one a few cookies, and checks up things generally—even to petting the two goats. The dogs apparently know the hour of his coming; they are alert and waiting. Sunday finds Mr. Staines at the kennels, too.

Mr. Staines says there is money in breeding dogs-lots of it. It is, however, advisable to obtain the finest of brood matrons; just as advisable as it is to have a good foundation under a house. Matrons are the foundation of any kennel, he says. "There are always many excellent sires which are available, but as a starter it is necessary to obtain as fine a specimen of a matron as it is possible to get. This is absolutely essential." Thus ended the interview.

My Experience as an Advertiser

By THE MAN FROM MISSOURI

For many years I have been a regular and persistent advertiser. I believe in it and have backed up my belief with as much money as seemed consistent with the volume of business I was able to do. As a result of these years of advertising experience, strangely enough, I have been impressed more with what advertising cannot do than with the tangible things it will do.

I have tried in vain to put my finger definitely upon some accomplishment, some positive proof that people read advertisements, some evidence that they are influenced by what I have been trying to tell them.

Plenty of proof is always at hand that a given number of people have not read a given ad. Occasional evidence is not wanting to show that a number of people have read a printed announcement, but have not reacted to its message because it did not connect in any way with their needs at the time. The only thing that keeps me at it is the belief that a constant broadcasting of the name of my store is bound to keep people reminded of it so that it turns up as a first thought when drug store needs

do occur.

Advertising will not make people buy what they do not want; nor will it make them want a thing, generally speaking, for which they have no use or need. This is as it should be. No sound business is built upon selling people what they do not need, though it must be confessed that a very large part of the advertising effort of to-day is

exerted to make people think and believe they need all sorts of unreasonable things.

It is easy enough to see direct returns from advertising that connects definite demand with convenient supply. A two-line classified want ad telling people that I have a good supply of packing boxes for kindling never fails to bring buyers long after my supply is gone. Because kindling is much in use all through the winter, because good kindling is scarce, and because, perhaps, I have the only kindling available at the time, this ad brings the business.

Unfortunately all business does not conform to this clear-cut, dead-open-and-shut sort of view. This is why advertising must be taken largely on faith. Often, very often, no definite proof of its efficacy can be found.

Untruthful statements and extravagant claims in advertising are probably at the bottom of the public's distrust. Despite the efforts of better-business bureaus and commercial organizations, advertising continues to be full of the old ballyhoo type of bunk. Many an otherwise truthful man loses all regard for the verities when he writes advertising matter. And he isn't fooling anybody but himself.

No one can say how long it will take to establish complete public confidence in advertising, even after the bunk is discontinued, if it ever is discontinued. I don't mean to say that all advertisers disregard the truth, but so many of them do that the whole body of advertisers, truthful and untruthful, suffers.

When I Took a Cow on Account

Sometimes it is possible to turn a doubtful transaction into
a source of real benefit

By E. V. BLACKMAN

PARMA, MO.

In 1925, in the early part of December, I made a call on a customer of ours whose account was considerably past due. I explained to him that I had my drug bills to meet and that in order to do so I must collect some of my accounts. I told him that I would appreciate a little donation of, say, twenty-five dollars, or ten dollars, or five dollars, or what have you.

He sadly informed me that hard luck had camped on his trail all year and cash was a great deal scarcer with him than the proverbial molars in a hen's mouth.

"But, oldtimer," he says, "I have several good cows, and I would be glad to give you one of them on my account.”

I scratched my head and looked thoughtful. "I don't know just what I would do with a cow," I said.

"I'll tell you what I will do," the customer suggested. "I will keep her out here on the farm until you get ready for her, and I won't charge you a cent for her board and lodging."

"Suppose," said I, "that I give you credit on your account for the cow, and she dies before you deliver her to me."

He grunted.

"I'll take her," I said. "You keep bossy until I call for her, and in the meantime I will try to plan a way to dispose of her."

You see the cow market was away below par in our town just then, and I knew that an outright sale of the cow would not bring me much.

So I returned to the store, with ideas buzzing around in my bonnet like bees. But nothing I I could think of seemed to fit the situation.

Well, I finally decided to give the cow away as a Christmas gift. After reaching this decision, I gave our printer an order for 15,000 coupon tickets with duplicate number stubs attached. The tickets appeared as follows:

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by this store on December 24th, at 7:00 P.M. A free chance with every purchase."

These signs I put up in conspicuous places about the store. On the sixth of December we began giving out coupons. The stubs were retained for the drawing. Of course we came in for our share of good-natured kidding by our customers, and it wasn't but a day or two until our coupon tickets were dubbed "cowpons" by a witty customer, and "cowpons" they remained as long as we gave them away. You see, we live in a farming community, and to a farmer "cows is cows." To you people who live in the city, the idea of giving away a cow as a trade stimulant may appear ridiculous.

It was, but it worked. When you are in Rome shoot Roman candles.

I do not mean to imply that our people are hayseeds or hicks, for we are not. As a rule we are as well read, much traveled and lopsidedly educated as anybody. Many of our boys have been to Paris.

Anyway the cow idea boosted our business. On the afternoon of December 24 we had bossy brought down and tied in front of our store. A crowd soon. gathered around her and cracked a good many jokes aimed at both her milkship and at me. At 6:30 P.M. the truck which I had hired backed up to the curb, we placed an electric light over it, and were ready for the drawing. We had our stubs in a screen-covered box, with a rod running through the center of it.

Seven o'clock finally arrived, and I stood in the truck and asked for the attention of the crowd, which by now numbered several hundred persons. Then I spoke as follows:

"Well, folks, there is a prospective cow-owner around here somewhere, and we are going to find out who it is. A few minutes will tell the tale and little Maudie Muller will know where her future home is going to be. We intend to make a real Christmas present to some one in this crowd. We only wish that we were able to give a cow to each and every one of you, to show our appreciation of your patronage. But unfortunately we haven't enough cows to go around.

"We are going to spin the box, in order to mix the tickets thoroughly. Now we will ask some little girl to step up here and draw a ticket. Fine, sister! We have a box of candy here for you. Let us see the number. Oh! 21076 wins. Who has number 21076?"

Several people thought that they had the number, and for a minute I feared the printer might have

made a mistake and could see visions of myself going out of town on a rail. But upon investigation we found the winning number was held by one of the high school basket ball boys. A little schoolboy yelled, "Now the basket ball squad will have plenty of fresh milk to drink." The crowd roared at this sally.

I hustled into the store and got busy waiting on customers, for I had a houseful. The tickets were thrown high in the air, and next morning the streets were littered with them.

Thus ended my little stunt of taking a cow on account and then turning the event to advantage as a trade-stimulator.

Running the Fountain in Winter

Three points on which attention must be centered if the off-season is to yield a good profit

By EUGENE KELLY

Is the quality of your fountain service as good must be attracted to the fountain by its inviting in winter as in summer? atmosphere.

In the spring the fountain owner is stimulated by the prospect of an increased business and he has his entire fountain equipment repaired and put in good shape. He takes an interest in it.

There is no such quickening of interest in the fall. After the wear and tear of a heavy summer the fountain is more or less neglected until spring.

In winter many owners pile their fountains high with goods of all kinds, leaving an opening of only a foot or two through which a customer may be served.

What is the effect of a cold climate on cold drinks? Montreal, Canada, is farther north than any other large city in North America. Los Angeles is farther south than any other city of equal size. Yet Montreal's consumption of a certain widely known and popular fountain drink is larger per person than that of Los Angeles. It is also larger than that of hundreds of cities hundreds of miles south of Montreal.

For every 100 soda fountain drinks sold in summer there are about sixty sold in winter. Put another way, the average fountain is losing forty sales a day in winter for every hundred sales made in summer.

A person's reason for buying a drink may be attributed to one or more of five causes: thirst, need of refreshment, taste or flavor, sociability, hunger. Of the five reasons for drinking at the soda fountain, only two are adversely affected by cold weather-thirst, and need of refreshment.

A regular soda fountain patron, accustomed to refreshing himself frequently during summer, usually continues to do so into the fall. Presently, however, with the oncoming of winter, he encounters poor service. He drops into another fountain and his drink is not appetizing; probably not cold enough. With a few experiences of this kind he forgets the inclination until next summer.

Why do not customers quit the other departments in the store as readily as they do the fountain? For the simple reason that their necessities drive them to most of the other departments, whereas they

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warm to use in making a drink. In your mind's eye follow the course of the water from the city main through the carbonator and coils to the draftarm. The water, leaving the city main, enters the carbonator, usually situated in a more or less warm basement. The carbonator holds on the average seventy-five glasses of carbonated water, which rapidly tends to warm up to the temperature of the basement. From the carbonator the water goes to the coils (on which there is no ice) situated in a room usually heated to a temperature of 70 degrees, where the process of further warming the carbonated water continues. When drawn, in making a drink, the water at best is usually only a few degrees below 70.

Dont neglect essentials. It never pays to be thoughtless or careless.

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