kitchen police

“The Wizard of Watts is not just about police brutality,” he says.

But the greatest danger I ever underwent in that kingdom was from a monkey, who belonged to one of the clerks of the kitchen.

If Mac had been alone he would have made the post by sundown, for the Mounted Police rode picked horses, the best money could buy.

The smoke from her kitchen fire rose white as she put in dry sumac to give it a start.

He went himself to the kitchen, which was a building apart from the cottages and lying to the rear of the house.

It happened that I didn't stay around those police posts long enough to get familiar with the technical terms for everything.