The Trials of the Soldier's Wife: A Tale of the Second American RevolutionAbrams, Alex. St. Clair (Alexander St. Clair)
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The Trials of the Soldier's Wife: A Tale of the Second American Revolution
Abrams, Alex. St. Clair (Alexander St. Clair)
Confederate States of America -- Fiction; United States -- History -- Civil War, 1861-1865 -- Fiction
"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."
"Mr. Swartz, if you don't conclude your remarks at once I will be
necessitated to postpone your case until to-morrow; I I am tired of
hearing your remarks, every one of which has been to no purpose. You
say the package of money that you lost was found on this woman, and
that she had been in your store the same day and had leaned against
the safe on the top of which the money had been placed by you."
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