My response: Some police officers, if they were close enough to the station house, would pick up the perpetrator and literally throw him in the general direction. This method was abandoned when the pile of bodies in the precinct doorway made passage impossible.
Other officers had their male miscreants change into their pajamas and perform Puccini’s “Madame Butterfly.” Their inability to sing the arias without giggling so embarrassed them—as well as enraging the audience—that the soon-to-be convicts fled to the relative safety of the nearest jail cell.
Sheriffs of the Old West used to put their malefactors on horseback. This practice came under intense scrutiny when one particular sheriff insisted on riding on the same horse as his bandit.