Crime: Against the Trend

Late one night, off McPherson Avenue in St. Louis, a man with sports shirttails at half-mast, strolled casually through a dark alley. He was a perfect target for a mugger. A tall hoodlum with a heavy club appeared, and with one whack, sent the man reeling. As the victim struggled to his knees, the assailant swung back to strike again, stopped when he saw the fallen man draw a revolver. "I'm a policeman!" cried the victim. "Drop that club!" The mugger stared for a moment in astonishment, then turned and ran. The cop, Otto Hirsch, fired once into the...

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