Occasionally a policeman would perform work which ordinarily comes within the domain of the fireman.  In November, 1896, an officer who had previously saved a man from death by drowning added to his record by saving five persons from burning.  He was at the time asleep, when he was aroused by a fire in a house a few doors away.  Running over the roofs of the adjoining houses until he reached the burning building, he found that on the fourth floor the flames had cut off all exit from an apartment in which there were four women, two of them over fifty, and one of the others with a six-months-old baby.  The officer ran down to the adjoining house, broke open the door of the apartment on the same floor—­the fourth—­and crept out on the coping, less than three inches wide, that ran from one house to the other.  Being a large and very powerful and active man, he managed to keep hold of the casing of the window with one hand, and with the other to reach to the window of the apartment where the women and child were.  The firemen appeared, and stretched a net underneath.  The crowd that was looking on suddenly became motionless and silent.  Then, one by one, he drew the women out of their window, and, holding them tight against the wall, passed them into the other window.  The exertion in such an attitude was great, and he strained himself badly; but he possessed a practical mind, and as soon as the women were saved he began a prompt investigation of the cause of the fire, and arrested two men whose carelessness, as was afterward proved, caused it.

Now and then a man, though a brave man, proved to be slack or stupid or vicious, and we could make nothing out of him; but hardihood and courage were qualities upon which we insisted and which we rewarded.  Whenever I see the police force attacked and vilified, I always remember my association with it.  The cases I have given above are merely instances chosen almost at random among hundreds of others.  Men such as those I have mentioned have the right stuff in them!  If they go wrong, the trouble is with the system, and therefore with us, the citizens, for permitting the system to go unchanged.  The conditions of New York life are such as to make the police problem therein more difficult than in any other of the world’s great capitals.  I am often asked if policemen are honest.  I believe that the great majority of them want to be honest and will be honest whenever they are given the chance.  The New York police force is a body thoroughly representative of the great city itself.  As I have said above, the predominant ethnic strains in it are, first, the men of Irish birth or parentage, and, following these, the native Americans, usually from the country districts, and the men of German birth or parentage.  There are also Jews, Scandinavians, Italians, Slavs, and men of other nationalities.  All soon become welded into one body.  They are physically a fine lot.  Moreover, their instincts are right; they are game, they are alert and self-reliant, they prefer to act squarely if they are allowed so to act.  All that they need is to be given the chance to prove themselves honest, brave, and self-respecting.