A burglar alarm sent out its piercing wail in the dark of a December night in Brooklyn, and the police arrived just in time to collar the burglar, Morris Spiegel, as he was leaving the premises with a big bag full of loot. Soon, he was in court, facing a grim-looking judge.

“Did you have an accomplice?” asked the judge.

“What’s an accomplice?” replied Morris.

“A partner. In other words, did you commit this crime by yourself?”

“What else?” demanded the culprit. “Who can get honest and reliable help these days?”

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