If there is one Canadian institution that every American knows about it is the Mountiethat strapping, red-coated fellow who always gets his man, and at the sight of a woman will break into Oh, Rose Marie, I Love You. Any Canadian knows better. Last week the Mounties got a new chief, George B. McClellan, a Mountie for 31 of his 55 years, whose workaday uniform is chocolate-brown, not scarlet and blue. His horse went out to pasture long ago, and his policeman's beat covers a far more complicated world than thieving trappers...
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