CHAPTER VIII.

THE LISTLESS POLICEMAN.

The Australian policeman never knows anything; it's no use asking him

the time even.

This gives some idea of police protection, and what goes on in

Australia:--

"SENSATIONAL ROBBERY.

"L600 WORTH OF

GOLD

STOLEN FROM A POLICE STATION.

"The Inspector-General of Police has been notified by the

Superintendent at Albury that a sensational robbery has occurred at

Tumberumba, in New South Wales, and that something between L500 and

L600 worth of gold dust and retorted gold had been stolen from the

local police station."

And from the same paper the same week:--

"WHILE THE CONSTABLE SLEPT.

"At an early hour this morning the house of Constable ----, a

constable attached to Redfern Station, was broken into. The

constable had gone on duty at an early hour in the morning, and

about 3 in the afternoon went to bed in his residence at

Young-street, the other members of his family having gone out.

Everything was properly secured, and it did not enter the

constable's head that anyone would have the hardihood to break into

his premises. Some time between 4 and 5 o'clock, he got up, and

went downstairs, and was astonished to find that the house had been

broken into and robbed while he slept. Entrance had been effected

by the kitchen window, the woodwork of which had been smashed."

The Australian criminal is the most clumsy scoundrel in creation. He

leaves enough clues behind him for a jury to get to work on right away.

But unless he happens to leave his name and address a cracksman working

on a fair sized crib is never caught. Most murderers, with the exception

of those who gave themselves up, are at large in Australia. This last

remark does not refer to cases of murder followed by the suicide of the

perpetrator. A list of the undetected crimes of Australia would cost too

much to print.

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