The evening world., 1911-03-15
Police Bulletsan I'M FlyingStones
Punctuate Frenzied Brute's
Flight in Crowded Streets.
BITES MAN AND 3 OURS.
Sorely Wounded, the Quarry
Outgames Pursuers Until
Cold Lead Counts Him Out.

A big gr~ayish-black mongrel, a
lar farmers watchdog kind Of a dog, TO
Judge by his looks. was hunted through
a cross-town mile Of busy Harlem to-
day before he went down under a po-
liceman's bullet, fighting to his last
snarl. First and last there must have
been a thousand men and boys chasing
him, but for all the odds against him
the big dog bit one human victim and
four of his own canine tribe before ne
quit.
The first anybody saw OF the RAM
paging mongrel was at One Hundred
and Twenty-seventh street and Broad
way, when he had a noisy quarrel with
two or three Of the pampered pets OF
the nearby apartment-houses and nipped
. couple OF them pretty badly. The
Indignant owner OF one OF these mis-
handled beasties heave. n boulder at
him with such good aim and execution
that the gri.zled black rolled over on
his side. half stunned. In nm instant,
though, he was on hts feet and headed
east. The blow on MS skull seemed
to have driven him mad. He kept up
an incessant whining as he Hoped along
and charged upon every living thing ne
met.
Bites a Man; Chased by Hundreds.
There was a great scattering OF
pedestrians and teams to get out of his
path. Foot passengers scuttled down
areaways or scrambled up front stoops
TO let him pass. owen McGreevey, a
brick mason OF No. 179 East one Hun
dred and Twenty-fourth street. 10 not
as brisk as he once was. being Nifty
seven years old. At Manhattan street
and One Hundred and Twenty-sevcnth
street tho dog overlook McGreevey and
biz him through the calf of the left leg.
Then he kept on. BY now a crowd Of
perhaps 800 men and boys were pursuing
him with sticks and tones. but keeping
at a safe distance. At Morninsside ave-
nue. he turned south. A group of women
w%orshippers were just issuing from ST.
Joseph's Catholic Church at the corner
of One Hundred and Twenty-hftk street.
He darted in among them. swapping at
their skirts as they scattered,
As he started through one Hundred
and T~wenty-nf;h street Policeman Flem-
ing intercepted him.. lie had just at
tackled and bitten a sedate bulldog and
the nips which tLe bull a " him In re-
turn made MIN yelp. Fleming hit him
n rap across the head with his night
stick ana as the cur halted Fleming put
a bullet into his body between the
shoulders.
Hunted 20 Dearh In y ito.
Vhis happened between Eighth and
Seventh avenues. But the wound only
gave the frantic mongrel speed for his
legs. lie tore along one Hundred and
Twenty-hfth street spreading panic
among the shoppers WHO filled the side
walks. At Eighth avenue Policeman
ODrien left his pos; at the crossing and
Joined Fleming. Fleming fired twice
more. but missed. O'Brlen wouldn't fire
for fear Of hitting some one.
The mob of pursuers was growing all
tho time until II lied the .adway from
GUS to curb. Every minute or two tie
hunted brute would face about and run
at his tormenters and they would fal!
over one another TO get out OF his way.
lie put his teeth into another dog and
kept going.
A touring car came along. Fleming
jumped into ii and told the chauffeur to
speed up and overtake the dog. O'Brien
climbed INTO a milk wagon I'd there
was a fair imitation OF a Roman chariot
race as the milk wagon and the auto
moh.ee raced along sid By side.
De farm dog made his last stand a,
the corner OF Seventh avenue and One
Hundred and Tw~enty-second street in
the basemeat-Way Of a big apartment
house. lie took the last two bullets
from Fleming's revolver into his head
before he died. His body was sent &c
the Board OF Health to be examined
for rabies.
McGreevey was taken from the ont
Hundred and Twenty-tifth street station
to j. Hood Wright Hospital, where Am,
bulancc Surgeon Young cauterized HI.
wound.