DOC DAYSWere Great Days for this Aristocrat- , **' Ic Canine—Was TreatedLike a Human.!ll| Jit- 1 | New York World.) , (n, , tu a small lint costly white casket, I ty daintily lined with white satin and bear- I he itiR * silver name plate. Bob. for I It eighteen year* the pet of wealthy Mrs. 3 h- j A. B M. Oreen, of No. 84 West Fif- f ke teenth street, was Monday laid away in « the cemetery at Hartndale, where the c bodies of many other fsnine aristocrats s repose. rBob was a Yorkshire terrier of pure r blood, and bis mistress was as proud of u his lineage as she was of his iutelli- c gence. For some time Mrs. (Ireen lias « been ill. and Bob was her faithful j friend. The two loved each other dearly*Bob caine into Mrs. Green's possession when be was six mouths old. when j Mrs. Green was Mrs. Pratt. Her son. ,] 0. Winfield Pratt, who is a real estate j, man at No. 11 HU Broadway, and lives at' 0I *No. 37.1 Central Park West, became *]greatly attached to the dog. and so did 1 r the rest of the family. ••Bob once I saved Mr. Greens life by suapping at' his heels as be was almnt to step into an elevator shaft. This further endeared him to his owners.Bob s ' mistress wns a great traveler, and everywhere she went, there went her dog. Hi* always stopped with her at the best hotels, and if “Bob wasnot recetvcd with that consideration dne j to dogs of high degree, the' party went, elsewhere. There was nothing too good j for him. He was, in his time, a patron ;of the Waldorf-Astoria, the Cecil in London and the best of hoetelriee in Paris, Vienua, Berlin. St. Petersburg anil Rome. He always had his own stateroom in transatlantic steamships. Many of his blankets were designed by Worth, of ParisBob took bis meals at the table with Mrs. Oreen. He sat in a nigh chair.ami hud his own plate, as well as the members of the family. When he finished, he always folded his napkin on his plate, the four corners in the centre, and tonched the plate with his nose, as if saying grace.Bob had several sets of shoes, all of which were designed anil made abroad. He wore them on most of his ontings and was exceedingly prond of themMrs. Oreen was too ill Monday to go to the dog cemetery to see her net bnried, bnt her son, Mr. Pratt, sent the body there by express and followed it soon. With uncovered head he watched the caretaker of the cemetery throw the earth over his little friend, and then strewed flowers on the grave.Bob died of old age. When his but illness came be was sent to the New York Veterinary Hospital, where he was treated by Dr. Armstrong, who for seven years hail watched over him whenever he was ailiug. After he died his body was taken buck to the (ireen residence, where lie lay in state in the little cofiin, snrronuded by flowers and with his extensive wardrobe on a chair near by.Some years ago Bob's portrait was liainted by Sarah Armstrong, who decorated the Albany Cathedral, and this portrait, bordered with electric lights, now bangs in Mrs. Green's home. She several times refused $1,500 for her pet.Over Bob s grave will be erected a costly tombstone with this inscription:HOII - U K I.OVKD HIM.