DOG-MEAT IN SAN FRANCISCO.
[TO THE EDITOR OF THE "SPECTATOR:1
Sus,—In your issue of July 17th you publish a series of extracts from letters from California, in which the writer makes a some- what startling statement in regard to what he saw in San Francisco.
After telling that he spent a night in this city and breakfasted at the International Hotel, he proceeds as follows :—" As I walked down to the Santa Barbara boat, I saw some pretty little retriever- pups hung up in the market for sale, with their throats cut, I suppose for the Chinese."
Having resided in this city for several years, I make bold to say that such a sight would create quite as much remark here as it would in London. In passing from the International Hotel to any of the wharves, one does not go near the Chinese quarter, and moreover, though the Chinese have the name of being by no means particular as to what they eat, I have never seen or heard of such a thing as dog-meat in any shape (to say nothing of " pretty little retriever pups ") being exposed for sale in this city, even in shops kept and patronised exclusively by Chinamen. Your in- formant writes like a man competent to distinguish the difference- between kids and retriever pups.—I am, Sir, &c.,
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