The Times, Tuesday, Jan 02, 1827; pg. 3; Issue 13165; col A

Never in the memory of man were crimes so abundant in the north of England as
they now are in the neighbourhood of Carlisle. The current talk of the day is
robbery, robbery! and the first question asked by meeting friends, after the
usual salutation, is - "Well, were you robbed last night?" The state of affairs
is really most deplorable. Villagers scarcely ever rise but to witness some
depredation or other having been committed on their properties; and finding
such, are obliged to be resigned to the dreadful aspect of the times, observing
that they must share the common fate of others. It is nothing to find hedges
destroyed and young trees cut up for fire-wood, cellars broken open for coals,
and fruit, potatoes, fowls, ducks, geese, stolen; sheep-stealing, a capital
offence, is now also making its ravages. - Carlisle Journal.