Our Police Guardians

Whilst the greatest effort has been made to ensure the quality of this text, due to the historical nature of this content, in some rare cases there may be minor issues with legibility. My views and deductions may not agree with yours; I hope they do not, for then there will be something to quarrel about, for it is well known that we of the Irish race love a good fight, and that when we have no one else to fight we fight each other. I have spoken pretty freely in these pages, but not always quite as freely as I would like to do. The law forbids, but the truth must and will be spoken of it in all cases. My life's training as a policeman has hardened me in many ways and consequently it I were to let loose Often the verdict would be against me, for the great majority of people allow their feelings to influence them. I have tried to keep within the law by writing nothing but cold facts, backed up with proof, for all I have said or done, and in con elusion I hold out to all the right hand Of good fellowship, for he that would be free, himself shall strike the blow. A policeman's life is told in two words, dangerous duty, and if kind fortune favors him and he arrives at the time when he can retire he is lucky indeed, for only fourteen years is the average life Of a retired policeman. The statistics of the police department will and do verify this statement.