In a pen on Arnold Frandsen's farm in Sharon, Conn., 14 silver-tipped black foxes slept snugly in skins worth $500 apiece. Well aware of this were two men who, equipped with wirecutters, drove an automobile up a country road late at night and got out about a quarter-mile from the fox pen.
No eyes except the big yellow eyes of the foxes, whom the two men managed to knife or choke in silence, witnessed the bloody scene.
Three of Frandsen's 14 foxes escaped during the massacre and were later seen in the countryside. Ray...
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