These words called forth a thunderous shout of joy. The car was not permitted to pass, but had to wait there with Lotte; Leo, however, now found himself on the shoulders of two sturdy men, and was borne to the City Hall amid the exultant cheers and yells of the masses. The beautiful building was illuminated again, looked once more like a flaming torch; the men who bore Leo on their shoulders had difficulty in making their way there. And as the trumpets blared the Mayor of Vienna, Herr Karl Maria Laberl, stepped out on the balcony, stretched out his arms in a gesture of benediction, and pronounced an impassioned speech that began with the words: “My beloved Jew!” _THE END_ TRANSCRIBER’S NOTES: Italicized text is surrounded by underscores: _italics_. Perceived typographical errors have been corrected. Inconsistencies in hyphenation have been standardized. Archaic or variant spelling has been retained.