“Explain your charges against the woman as briefly as possible, Mr. Swartz,” interrupted the Mayor.  “I have not time to stay here listening to a long round-about story.”

“Von minute your Honor, von minute,” replied the wretch.  “I will soon finish de account.  As I vas saying, I remember dat dis voman vas standing leaning by de safe and mine clerk tells me to go to de Trug Shtore, as de voman vent in dere, and I goes in de Trug Shtore, and Mr. Elkin he tells me dat de voman did come in dere and py some physic and dat she valk up de street, and I goes up de street and—­”

“For goodness sake, Mr. Swartz, let me beg of you to conclude your remarks as soon as possible and not detain the Court with unnecessary statements,” again interrupted the Mayor, “I see no use for you to repeat all that you did.  Just come to the point at once and I will be able to decide whether this woman is to be committed or not.”

“Shust von minute longer, your Honor,” Mr. Swartz answered, “I vill finish directly.  Vell, you see, I vent in te street, and I goes up te street, and I asks te beoples if tey see tis voman, and von of tem say he not see te voman, and I ask anoter and he not see te voman, and I ask anoter again and he not see te voman eider.”

“If you are going to continue this nonsense all day let me know, and I will prepare myself to listen, as well as to return the other prisoners to jail until to-morrow,” observed His Honor.  “It appears as if you can never get through your tale.  Speak quickly and briefly, and do not keep me waiting.”

“Shust vait a little vile more nor not so musht,” replied Mr. Swartz, and continuing his story he said, “I ask everybody if tey sees dis voman and dey say dey not sees te voman, and after I ask everybody von man tell me dat he sees dis voman valk up de shtreet, and I go up de shtreet von little more vay and—­”

“In the name of Heaven cease your remarks,” exclaimed the Mayor, who had become thoroughly exasperated at the narrative of Mr. Swartz.

“Gootness,” observed that gentleman, “did you not shay I vas for to tell vy I pring dis voman up?”

“Yea,” replied His Honor, “but I did not expect you to give me a long narrative of all that occurred during the time while you were looking for where she lived.”

“Veil, I vill soon finish,” he remarked, “as I was saying, I goes up de shtreet von little more vays and I ask anoder man vere dis voman vas, and he shust look on me and shay he vould not tell noting to von tam Tutchman, and I go to von oder man and he show me von little log cabin, and I goes up dere softly and I sees dis voman in dere.”

“All this has nothing to do with the charge you have preferred against her,” the Mayor said, “let me know upon what grounds you prefer the charge of robbery against her.”

“Vell, ven I sees her I valks pack to mine Shtore and I talks mit mine clerk, and he say I vas have to take out a varrant, and I comes to de City Hall and I takes out de varrant, and I takes two policemen and I goes to te cabin and finds dis voman dere, and she peg me not to take her to jail, but I vouldn’t pe pegged and I pring her to jail.”