The New York Central Railroad runs under Park Avenue, and there is a succession of openings in the top of the tunnel.

Finding that the policeman was gaining on him, the burglar took a desperate chance and leaped down one of these openings, at the risk of breaking his neck.

Now the burglar was running for his liberty, and it was the part of wisdom for him to imperil life or limb; but the policeman was merely doing his duty, and nobody could have blamed him for not taking the jump.

However, he jumped; and in this particular case the hand of the Lord was heavy upon the unrighteous.

The burglar had the breath knocked out of him, and the "cop" didn't.
When his victim could walk, the officer trotted him around to the station-house; and a week after I had the officer up and promoted him, for he was sober, trustworthy, and strictly attentive to duty.
Now I think that any decent man of reasonable intelligence will agree that we were quite right in promoting men in cases like these, and quite right in excluding politics from promotions.