Constable Crean, of Avondale, finds his temper rather capsized by the enterprising efforts of certain jokers in that neighbourhood to find him employment in ferreting out mares' nests. A few weeks ago he spent a lot of time and took a lot of wear out of his number tens in travelling the district after a capsized boat and a drowned man, both of which proved to be purely bogus. But his leg was still more severely pulled on Saturday last over another alleged capsized boat, which this time was reported to be answerable for the drowning of three men. The constable spent Saturday night and Sunday forenoon over the matter before he arrived at the conclusion that it was only another Avondale fairy tale. If he lights on the jokers who have been working up business for him after this fashion, somebody's apple-cart is pretty sure to be capsized.
Wednesday, March 3, 2010
Constable Crean is spoofed
Pity our local P.C. Plod in the early days. This from the Observer, 17 February 1900.