ANIMALS Blaze's Trail Lieut. Herbert Barnett was as happy as a soldier could be. He was back in the U.S. last week after months in the South Pacific. His two dogs, nicely crated and tagged with their No. 1 priorities, were stowed away beside him on the plane. He lounged, watching the good earth below. Somebody said something about "royal pets." The Lieutenant turned. His fellow passengers were glaring at him. What could the matter be? The cold stares slid over him like a glacier.
Lieut. Barnett began to wish the trip were over....
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