Mounted Policeman Patrick Conroy was tired when he finished his work in Manhattan and went home to Brooklyn one night last week, but as usual he took his German shepherd, Paddy, out for a walk while his wife prepared their late supper. Mrs. Conroy was tired, too. When her husband got back with the dog they passed a few sharp words. Suddenly Paddy, who had been trained to protect his mistress, began to growl at his master. Policeman Conroy drew his revolver, waved it admonishingly. The big police dog did what his master had...
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