unal.
The docket is cleared of many trivial cases, and more serious matters
are sent to the Special or General Sessions.

All this seems strangely offhand and informal, but he reasons that such,
being of daily occurrence, sentimental scruples are in natural abeyance.

Michael Patrick O'Brien is signaled by a court official, steps proudly
forward, and makes an explanation of his morning's prowess.

With skeptical smile the magistrate looks at that felonious, would-be
kidnaper of a juvenile innocent, and asks for the boy.

Michael explains little Jack's sprinting performance, adding:

"It was ivident, yer honner, that the skeert child feart that owld
vilyun more than the noime of the law."

Just then an officer who had been on duty near the South Ferry stepped
forward and cleared the situation.

"This old man is a peaceful, respected resident, living a little way
from Battery Park. He has grown sons and daughters in the city. With a
score of grandchildren making bedlam at his home, it is not likely he
would steal a newsboy."

The old man looked both relieved and vexed. This unexpected intervention
would help him out of trouble, but he preferred not being recognized in
such a role. At the station he had refused to tell his name or
residence.

With a smile, the judge said:

"Turn your kidnapper loose!"

Escorted by the crestfallen Michael, he left, returning to the station
for money and watch.

The last words Oswald heard from this diplomatic representative of New
York man-catchers were:

"Indade yez in luck to have inflooenz! It was me own resarve that yez
did not git the limits! If iver Oi nades a rickomindashun, yer noime
will head the soobscripshun!"

Oswald learned that in the vicinity of this arrest, Broadway was the
dividing line between police precincts Nos. 1 and 2. Having been
arrested on the east side of Broadway, the old man was taken to precinct
station No. 1, or "Old Slip."

Michael Patrick O'Brien was not a member of the regularly appointed city
police force. He was a special, this being his initial exploit.

Oswald viewed numerous objects of interest while awaiting that letter
from Sir Donald Randolph. Though aware that through uncertainty of Sir
Donald's stay at any particular place there might be prolonged delay,
he feels sure that when his letter is received, answer will be prompt.

Often is felt unutterable loneliness. There is nothing like immense
crowds of strangers in a strange l