The expression on Mr. Schultz's face, and the simplicity of the answer, upset the decorum of the spectators and they laughed right out in meetin', regardless of the threatened penalty for such a glaring contempt of court. Judge Gary himself, however, assisted in the hilarity, and was very lenient with the offenders, a fellow-feeling evidently making him wondrous kind. Mr. Schultz a moment afterward had an opportunity to correct the impression that he was in the habit of touring around the streets of Chicago in his bare feet. "Did you have your boots off when you were washing your feet?"--"Oh, no; I didn't wash my feet; I only washed the mud off my boots in one of them horse-troughs." Then Mr. Schultz treated the company to a choice selection of facial contortions, and got down out of the chair with the air of a man who has done his duty, his whole duty, and nothing but his duty. MICHAEL SCHWAB. The defendant, Michael Schwab, was put on the stand Monday, August 9. He testified that he went to the _Arbeiter Zeitung_ office on the evening of May 4. A telephone message was received requesting Spies to speak at a meeting near Deering's Harvester works, on Clybourn avenue. The witness said he went to the Haymarket to find Spies, but failed. He did see Rudolph Schnaubelt, his brother-in-law, there. Witness then took a street car and went up Clybourn avenue; spoke twenty minutes at the meeting; stepped into a saloon and got a few glasses of beer, and then went to his home, on Florimond street, arriving about 11 o'clock P. M. Mr. Foster asked: "Were you ever in the alley at Crane Bros.' that night with Mr. Spies?"--"No, sir." "Did you walk west on Randolph street with Mr. Spies two blocks, then return with him?"--"No, sir." "Did you see Mr. Spies that night?"--"No, sir." "Did you see Mr. Spies hand your brother-in-law a package that night in the alley at Crane Bros.', and did you say anything like this: 'If that won't be enough, shall we get another one?'"--"No, sir." "Did you see Mr. Spies at all that night?"--"No, sir." "When did you see him at all for the last time that day?"--"In the afternoon. I did not see him again until the next morning." Schwab said he had been a member of the Internationalist society since its organization. On the night of May 4 he went to the Haymarket on foot and walked through the Washington street tunnel. Balthazar Rau accompanied him as far west as Desplaines street. [Illustration: MICHAEL SCHWAB.] "Are you an Anarchist?" asked Mr. Grinnell.--"It depends on what you mean. There are several definitions of that." "Answer my question. Are you an Anarchist?"--"I can't answer that." AUGUST SPIES. Schwab stepped down and Spies took the stand. "Give your full name to the jury," said Captain Black. "August Vincent Theodore Spies," replies the prisoner.