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The following comes from the 1901 auto-biographical work written by Jacob Riis. The Making of An American ( Macmillan)
One of the early and sensational results of reform in Mulberry Street was the
retirement of Superintendent Byrnes. There was not one of us all who had known
him long who did not regret it, though I, for one, had to own the necessity of it; for
Byrnes stood for the old days that were bad. But, chained as he was in the meanness
and smallness of it all, he was yet cast in a different mould. Compared with his
successor, he was a giant every way. Byrnes was a “big policeman.” We shall not
soon have another like him, and that may be both good and bad. He was
unscrupulous, he was for Byrnes —he was a policeman, in short, with all the failings
of the trade. But he made the detective service great. He chased the thieves to
Europe, or gave them license to live in New York on condition that they did not rob
there. He was a Czar, with all an autocrat’s irresponsible powers, and he exercised
them as he saw fit. If they were not his, he took them anyhow; police service looks
to results first. There was that in Byrnes which made me stand up for him in spite of
it all. Twice I held Dr. Parkhurst from his throat, but in the end I had to admit that
the Doctor was right. I believed that, untrammelled, Byrnes might have been a
mighty engine for good, and it was with sorrow I saw him go. He left no one behind
him fit to wear his shoes.
I could not let Byrnes go without a word, for he filled a large space in my life. It is
the reporter, I suppose, who sticks out there. The boys called him a great faker, but
they were hardly just to him in that.* I should rather call him a great actor, and
without being that no man can be a great detective. He made life in a mean street
picturesque while he was there, and for that something is due him. He was the very
opposite of Roosevelt—quite without moral purpose or the comprehension of it,
yet with a streak of kindness in him that sometimes put preaching to shame.
Mulberry Street swears by him to-day, even as it does, under its breath, by
Roosevelt. Decide from that for yourself whether his presence there was for the
good or the bad.
Jacob Riis
The Making of An American Chapter 13.
* 'The boys' is a reference to fellow reporters.