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Wallace was police superintendent in the Belmullet district in the old days. He had a very big nose and twas said he could smell out the "wash" for making poteen no matter how deeply twas hidden in the mountain. A priest in the district at the time - one Father Smyth and brother to the writer of "The Wile Rose of Lough Gill" made a song about Wallace's nose "Murder alive how that foghorn blows Each sub in the district leaps up from repose The pigs that run round by it Fly from the around of it Such was the power of Wallace's Nose."
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