Black, Jack, 1871-1932; Criminals -- Canada -- Biography; Criminals -- United States -- Biography
I gathered from it that his cash register “bane on the bum.” Something
got wrong with its locking arrangement the night before, and Pete took
his money to bed with him. “Ay take the old bankroll and throw her under
the mattress and lay my two hundred pounds Swede beef on her,” he
finished with a roar. Then, bouncing another gold piece on the bar, he
ordered it to “yump” and the house to drink. If he suspected me he
didn’t show it, and I went out not relishing his talk or his liquor. I
thought of sticking him up, but he knew my voice and that wouldn’t do. I
thought of chloroform, but my awful experience with the Chinamen warned
me against it. I had no desire to get tangled up with Pete’s “two
hundred pounds Swede beef” that wasn’t beef at all, but bone and muscle
he put on in his youth as a laborer in the Northwest lumber camps. After
much thought, I let him go and gave him up as a total loss.
I don’t know what the statistics show, but I should say that for every
five hundred burglaries one burglar gets arrested. On the other hand, my
experiences showed that if the burglar gets what he is after one time in
five he is lucky.
After my bad luck with the big Swede I sat down and gave my system of
stealing a good overhauling. As near as I could calculate ten thousand
dollars had slipped out of my hands since I left Los Angeles. I wasn’t
satisfied to put this down to tough luck entirely. I saw that
carelessness had something to do with it. I should have planted the mine
payroll in a safer place. A more careful and experienced “blacksmith”
would have taken measures to prevent that big safe from falling on its
face and burying the money beyond reach, and in the matter of Swede Pete
I was careless and overconfident, in not checking on him the night I
went after his money. Figuring that my luck was about due to change for
the better, I resolved to pull myself together, tighten up my system,
and look around me for something else.
If business houses took as much precaution in protecting themselves from
thieves as thieves do in protecting themselves from the police, the
business of burglary and robbery would reach the vanishing point in no
time. Thieves are occasionally careless; business men are habitually so;
both pay for their carelessness sooner or later.
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