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The Awakening of the Soul
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Translated from the Yiddish of I. L. Perot* by Jeannette Dainoff.
Slumsey, I wantlo tell you a secret,
but father must not know it. Did you
ask me why? Because father loves
me less.. . . No, mother, I regret my
words, he does not love me less, but
his love is different.
as I used to do . . . . something
keeps toe back, oft I feel like running
towards him, but I cannot.
Do you think I love father less . .
Oh, no, I love father dearly, and each
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day I learn to love hint more and
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Ile is a father, ass he is strict. . . . more . . . when he conies near me
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Father has a beard, a father's face my heart beats with joy, my heart
included in
in not to be patted like a mother's throbs with happiness and hope, now
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velvety face . . . and his eyes are he will take me by the hand and press
Direct
me to his heart so closely. .
clearance
different, so vary different.
from
For you I have no thrills
you
at really
the
When you look at me, you have
wonderful
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such smiling, yet tearful, you have always love me, you have always
savings.
such kind-hearted eyes you are spare time for me, you embrace and
kiss me every minute of the day, you
a mother and a friend in one. . . .
cannot hide my secret from you . . . . are always mine. . . .
Father is so busy. . . .
with your eyes you seem to draw it
Manufacturers
Yes, I understand, he wants me to
out from my heart. . . .
be
rich.
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Father looks differently at me, al-
Are you, mumsey, anxious to know
ways thoughtful, as if indifferent.
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the
secret? . . . I am shy.
No, mother, he is so very different.
For a mother you say there should
When I was a child, mumsey,
not
he any bashfulness, yes, that is
used to have less fear of father. I
remember how I used to climb up on true . . . . but do you know? Mum-
sey,
sit down on this chair facing the
his lap, muss up his hair, bend his
lips one over the other, and if he window . . . . that's the way.
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would close his eyes and now I the sun is setting, how wonderfully
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Once, mumsey dear, when I was' your gentle pale face. . . .
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Ah, mother, how beautiful, how
ill, I awoke and found both you and
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Wait . . . . now I will sit down be-
standing quietly and weeping so
heartily . . . . and father's face was low, so that when telling my story
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I
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his
eyes
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through the window. . . .
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No . . . . not this way.. .
Since then I cannot approach father
I will rest my head on your lap....
I will close my eyes and you, you put
your hand on my forehead.. . .
Is it not too heavy for you, mother
dear, to keep me on your lap? No?
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He did not give me much of a
physique .
.hut many other valu-
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I days and nights with wonderful
dreams and today . . . such
a secret.
Now I do not see . . . . with my
eyes closed I will try to tell. It seems
as simple, yet it is so hard.. . . Only
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and yet it weighs so heavily on my
heart . . . . like a stone . • . not
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Listen, mother. No, just wait. I
cannot start it so simply. Do you
hear me, mother, yesterday you gave
me a few coins do you remem-
ber?
I have not spent them, yet I miss
one. I miss the big piece. . . .
Have I lost it? No . . . . indeed
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not, you gave me this money for the
poor people, for the poor children
whom I met during my walk. . . . I
will not lose poor people's money.
Did I give it to anyone? Surely,
surely. To a beggar? Perhaps, I do
not know, perhaps you will he able to
No mother, I cannot describe those
tell me. . .
Yesterday the sunset was beautiful eyes . . . . all night. . . .
This, mother dear, is my secret
too . . . . and perhaps more beauti-
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The 13-year-old brow is puckered
serve things that perhaps others of will never forget, never . . . . Mum- with anguish, the child-face pale with
Bashe obeys.
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my age do not see . . . . and that is sey. . . .
Grandmother has risen to her feet
Mother . . . . may I walk and dread, tear after tear falls from the
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why I walk alone . . . and I walked
and taken up the stick which she pre-
innocent
eyes.
Only
last
Friday,
just
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on the outskirts of the city . . . . watch the Prayer House? . . .
a week ago, she was as happy ,so full viously had flung away.
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near the shore . . . . where the
"How many candles have you?" she
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Grandmother had awakened her a ask ,, s ‘‘ .. hy,
those in the rear rise higher and
eight," is the trembling re-
little earlier than usual, she had spent
higher, they too want to peep at the
the day in preparation for the Sab- Ply-
world . . . . and the sun setting,
"Leave one out!"
bath.
looks at them, spreads its last rays,
Ilashe does not move.
In the late afternoon she had wash-
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bids them farewell, caresses them....
"Put one away!" screams grand-
ed herself, plaited her long hair, sing-
Slowly dusk is coming on, the sky
ing and dancing the while, dressed, mother, angrily.
takes on its deep colors, soon myriads Who dares do all that may become a and gone with grandmother to the
Bashe trembles like a leaf, but does
man,
of stars will appear . . . . and while
syngaogue—and they had lighted each not move.
watching, I reached the narrow street, And dares do more, he is a man in- her candles. Bashe's first candle—
The old woman has gone to the
deed.
the street that is near the lake, not
God bless grandmother! Her second table herself, undone the packet of
candles,
taken out one, and tied the
far from the Prayer House.
—God bless Tatishe, and let him find
I came nearer to the place. During Who hath not known ill fortune,
lots of work and make heaps of rest tgoether again. She pushes them
the day the synagogue looks dreadful Never knew himself or his own vir- money, and not sigh any more and into Bashes hands:
"Come along!"
tues,
with its broken windowpanes . . . .
say that the times are bad. Her third
Bashe follows her automatically,
and across, on the hill, stands the
—God bless Marnishe, and make her
neither has thought to fasten the door
cloister with its silver cross topping Ambition is the germ
strong.
behind her. Bashe does not know her-
From which all growth of nobleness
the sky and laughs.
And then--for the little sisters, and self how she reached the platform
proceeds.
At dusk the synagogue has a dif-
the little brothers, a candle each.
with her candles.
ferent appearance. For the first time
It lasted till people began to come
"Light them one at a time, for
I saw it thus. A soft loving dark-blue Who stabs my name, would stab my
in
for
the
prayers.
whom I shall tell you. Repeat my
person
too,
haze enveloped it . . . . the broken
How she loves the synagogue! how words. Say: God bless Mamishe and
H were not looking like empty Did not the hangman's axe lie in the
grant her long life!"
way?
she loves candle-blessing.
sockets, but deep and earnestly they
Bashe shakes as with the ague: the
looked out at the world. . .
She has lived with grandma for
first candle has alwyas been father's.
Oh, mother, if I were rich. What None pities him that's in the snare, two whole years.
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"Repeat!" screams grandmother.
would I do? I would rebuild the syna- And warned before, would not be-
She does not want to go home
Bashe does so.
ware.
Domestic Rugs, etc., dry-cleaned by us gives them the appearance
gogue. I want it to be high, too; it
(there is no candle blessing there, it
"The second: God make ('haimle a
must also have a golden roof and
is not the cantons), unless it were just
good
Jew!"
crystal windows, it must also reach Great minds like heaven, are pleased to see her mother, to clasp her father
Little Bashe shakes more and more
in doing good,
the sky.. . .
once round the neck and play awhile
—her
limbs are giving way beneath
Listen, mother, I often think it is Though the ungrateful subjects of with his black, silky beard, and to
her—she does not hear her father's
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have a game with the little ones.
name.
Her heart thumps, her temples
Grandmother must not be left alone.
match decorations.
God is everywhere . . . wherever a Are barren in return.
She is always so good to her; she has throb, her eyes burn.
tear falls He sees it, wherever one
Grandmother
has no pity on her--
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raises his eyes to Him and pleads and A still and quiet conscience is a peace taught her to bless the candles.
Pashe loves grandmother, and bless- she screams louder every time:
moans He hears it, but if there is a Above all earthly indignities.
"Repeat,
repeat
what I say!"
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ing the candles, too. She longs for it
Prayer House, it must be big and
Bashe is lighting the last candle.
Curses like arrows, shoot upright,
the whole week through, she counts
beautiful.
"Say:
God
bless
Sarah!"
commands
While I was thinking of all this I And oftentimes on our heaa do light.. the days. But this is a miserable
grandmother.
Friday.
suddenly heard someone weeping.
No—she will not say that—where is
In the morning everything was the
When you are at thepiano, you Time well employed, is Satan's dead-
father? No, she cannot say it—her
liest foe,
same as usual.
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She had "made Sabbath," grand- whole being is in revolt against her
from the chords and I thought that It leaves no opening for the lurking
fiends.
mother had sat there and watched her wicked grandmother—no, no, no!
this weeping came from the Prayer
"Repeat, repeat!" screams grand-
happily. They had dressed them-
House; there in a dark corner its
How
poor
are
they
who
do
not
have
selves, and grandmother had taken mother with increasing violence.
soul sits enveloped in a dark fog
Bashe refuses to obey—the last
patience!
her
stick.
Then,
as
ill-luck
would
. . . . and weeps and mourns. . . .
light MUST be father's.
What wound did ever heal but by have it, there came the postman.
She weeps because the sun shames
She begins: "God bless fa—"
degrees.
Grandmother
read
the
letter,
threw
her. The sun so beautiful and radi-
"Ilush," in a terrible voice. "Hush,
herself on the bed, and there she has
ant sheds myriads of beams on the
The purest treasure mortal times af- lain for two hours with her face to hush! Your father is no longer a
church tower and for her she sends
Jew. Ile has become an official!"
ford,
the wall.
only one pale ray as if it were an
Is spotless reputation, that away,
She is black as coal, her eyes are
aim; and then stealthily glides away.
Men are but guilded loam or painted shut; one hand holds the letter; she
But it was not the soul from the
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clay.
foams at the mouth.
I Prayer House weeping.
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No one is to come near her; no one
It was a little girl .. . . she Ion on
Cowards die many times before their is to be sent for.
the sand and was searching for line-
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death,
Ilashe is pushed away, and when-
thing and sobbing bitterly.
The valiant never taste of death but ever she tries to open the door, her phatic protest has been issued by rep-
When I looked at her I saw her
resentatives
of
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once.
grandmother hears and screams,
shabby dress; it was like a black spot
organizations denouncing the delega-
"No!"
ta the sand, and a pair of torn
'Ti, education forms the tender mind,
Bashe stands by the bed and can- tion which Israel de Haan, the Hol-
' shoes.. . .
Just as the twig is bent, the tree's in- not make it out. Her heart heats land journalist, introduced to Lord
'
Something else I noticed, mother
clined.
wildly. God only known what they Northcliffe during the latter's visit to
dear, I feel no abashed. . . . It makes
have written frcm home. Perhaps— Jerusalem, proposing changes in the
I me feel so joyful . . . just think The man who pauses in his honesty,
Palestine Mandate designed to weak.
perhaps.. . .
of It . . . . real red hair, like a
Wants little of the villian.
She cannot think what has hap- en the influence of the Zionist Or-
flame. . . .
pened. She drops cn to her knees and ganization. Included among these
"Why do you cry, girlie?" I asked. If there be a crime of deeper dye,
clutches convulsively at grand- organizations are all the Halukah
"What are you looking for?" Do you Than all the guilty train of human mother's hand:
renters, and virtually all organize
hear me, mumsey?
vices,
"Granny, granny, what is it? Speak Lions forming what is known as the
Her mother gave her some money 'Tis ingratitude.
to me! Tell me—what is it? Granny, Council of the Ashkenazim, the rival
' and sent her to buy something, but
I think I shall die of fright." She of toe legally constituted Wand Ha-
s: me one passing pushed her, the All are not just because they do no spoke involuntarily.
ir. Than roundly denounced, de Haan
cots fell in the sand—that is why she
wrong,
Grandmother has turned toward seems to be complete isolated, and
Was weeping.
But he will not wrong me when he her; she moves her lips; opens her his demands unsupported by nay
I asked her, "a small coin or a
part of the Jewish community,
may,
eyes, gives her one look, and
large?" "A large," was the reply, Ile is the truly just.
A dispatch to the London Times
"Die!" she says in a hard voice,
with at turning around.
and turns her face once more to the from its Jerusalem correspondent
"I will help you look for it." I
wall. "And there wasn't his like!" isays that the Ashkenazic Council has
bent, down, pretending to search in
JEWISH GENIUS LAUDED she adds. "Die, Basile, die!"
appealed to the Leatrub of Nations to
' the . . "Here it is!"
Bashe is silent. A blackness passes amend the mandate In accordance
e leaped for joy to her feet, with
LONDON.—(J. C. B.)—The Brit- before her eyes and her head falls on with the suggestions of the Agudath
a oss of her head she pushed her ish press is booming the Jewish sculp- grandmother's feet. Within her all is Israel on the alleged ground that
st eaks of flame-like hair back, and tor, Clicenstein, who is exhibiting his dark and cold. She has ceased to "orthouox Jewry cannot rely on Zion-
w aid not weep.
works here. They declare that his puzzle herself, she is nearly uncon- ist control." This report obviously
'Si matter what I would lose, I work is amazing and nothing is com- scious.
refers to action taken previous to the
a. if from a cloud, there peeped out parable to it. The general opinion Is
And in this way another half-hour signing of the protest, in which the
, a mall marble face . . . and eyes, that he is a genius and master of pure goes by.
Ashkenazic Council is reported te
in titer dear, such eyes.. .
She hears her grandmother's voice: have joined.
form.
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