From the Armand Diaries:
January 16, 1948.
Why do we despise the crook who steals, yet don't mind the smuggler (Mary does, though even she wouldn't equate the two crimes), who let us say can steal several hundred dollars duty from the government when he smuggles a coat or a watch worth a thousand?
Is it our anti-government, laissez-faire, independent feeling? Is it because people subconsciously rebel against the illogic of boundaries (never set, after all, by plebiscite but by a "green table" elite)?
Certainly, in all times and places, the smuggler has been a romantic (romanticized), condonable peccadillo of a sin, and in stories our sympathies are always with the law breaker. Is it, finally, because smuggling is a healthy, swashbuckling sort of crime, with all the glory but little of the murderous meanness, say of stagecoach robbing (even this, in U.S. past, not to heinous a crime if no one killed).
Photo of the Songbird Smuggler: National Geographic