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and, in passionate, endearing terms,
call her golubtchick (her little dove).
At this point Mrs. Dushkin paused
a moment as if the narration of her
story were unusually painful, then,
smiling wistfully, continued:
"It is remarkable how long an hour
seems at times, and yet, no matter
how much care and anxiety is our
life's portion, before we realize it the
hours become days and the days
lengthen into years. Our little Goldie
had celebrated her second birthday
before Torha was able to send for us.
It was a memorable day for me when
I received the joyous news that a cozy
little home awaited us in Chicago.
Wiith tears of joy, I read and reread
my husband's dear letter, in which
he assured me that no longer was he
counting anxious days but happy Mo-
ments, when we should all be together
again.
"When Marishka heard that I was
going to America she looked at me
queerly and, to my suprise, a few
days later came to sic with the amaz-
ing news that a sister of hers, living
in America, one from whom she had
not heard for many a year, had writ-
ten that she was very anxious to see
Marishka before she died. She fur-
ther told me that as this sister also
lived in Chicago, it would be an excel-
lent opportunity for her to go along
with me.
"While I had never heard Marish-
ka mention any relatives in America
before, I considered it a blessed co-
incidence, for I would not willingly
admit, even to myself, how I shrank
from undertaking the long and tedi-
ous journey alone. I left Russia in
the early part of August and I was to
arrive in America in time to celebrate
Rosh Ha-Shanah with my husband in
my new home. It was the first time in
my life that I was to spend the holy
days away from my parents. I pre-
fer not to dwell on their lamentations
when I was ready to leave the only
home I had ever known, and where my
own child was born. Nor shall I har-
ass you with the story of my voyage.
Who can describe adequately the ef-
fects of seasickness? Our steamer was
a slow one and it took us 14 days to
make the journey. I sometimes won-
der what I would have done without
Marishka. I was dreadfully ill and it
was she who nursed me and took care
of the baby, who managed to keep
well.
"When at last the ocean became
calm, pale and wan-looking men, wom-
en and children began to promenade
the deck. The hundreds of immi-
grants, wildly gesticulating and of
strident voice, were discussing their
plans for the future. Mothers held
their little ones close to their bosoms
telling them, with awe and wonder-
ment, of that new and wonderful land
where sonic loved one was anxiously
awaiting their coming. But among
all their little ones there was none
prettier or more beloved than my lit-
tle beautiful brown-eyed Goldie, whom
I was taking to her father—the fath-
er who had never caressed the tiny
form, nor kissed the sweet, smiling
baby face.
"The day before we were to land
the baby became quiet and listless.
Her cheeks were flushed with fever
and sh seemed very ill. In alarm I
rushed to Dr. Schmidt, the ship phys-
ician. Ile was a kindly old man, with
a ruddy complexion and a small,
snowy beard. Carefully he examined
her and gently told me that the child
was very ill. Surely, marah could not
have been more bitter than was the
anguish felt by me at that moment.
Marishka and I were up with her all
night and I hoped against hope that
by morning she would be better. When
the boat landed on the following day
I, the baby and the faithful Marishka
were rushed to the hospital on Ellis
Island.
"I have heard it said that physi-
cians and nurses, especially those who
handle immigrants, because of their
experience with so many peculiar
types, become hardened, neither know-
ing nor showing mercy. I am glad to
say, however, that that was not my
experience. The people I came in con-
tact with were the personification of
kindness and compassion. I fully re-
alize how I most have taxed their pa-
tience, for I was anything but calm
duty to perform. I wanted to take my
child to her father in safety and was
unreasonable to the point of despair.
It would have been just as well if I
had been otherwise, for, 'while man
proposes, God disposes,' and a will

mine t decreed
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sb ta r'bi7Vghn
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t a
l of three days they
the t end
took the lifeless body of my darling
child from me I did not say f, word
raon haat t a rheadp
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did
idju not
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care what happened t o
or ;
about me, for I felt that somethi me
ng
finitely sweet and worth while went
out of my life, and nothing else could
ever take its place.
"It Wits Marishka who soothed and
comforted me. The beautiful friend.
ship of this uncouth and illiterat e
pea.
sant woman, who was so faithfully
watching over me, even as my own
mother would have done, was perhaps
for the first time in my life appraised
by me at its full value. I had been
to seeing her al's' vie a ll
my life and all she did I h;, .watts
for takenawsassom
ptert m
hiintg due ;
, ;.I and
join my grief-stricken hushas,1 i t was
Whs.; us to
Instholaetd we blitatdh,the ; r
ate one
Is ro
h regewtvithetonef's.uoo short a period. If my hus-
band complained that he had never
had the chance to see her she remind.
ed him that it was this little baby's
presence that had made my suiting
easier.
"It was she, when we arris sal in
Chicago, two days before Rosh Ile-
Shanah, who prepared everything for
the holy days, as she had on it done
in my parents house. Why, she even
placed the candlesticks on the table for
me to 'bench the licht.' Th ough she
looked and had the hearing of a Russ-
ian peasant, she had the heart and
s at real Jewess.
that was all. As I grad-
ually
l'Il
lytuft
o recovered from the dreadful
shock I had suffered Alarishka one
day, with hesitation, told me that it
was time for her to pay a visit to her
sister. In my grief I had selfishly for
gotten the cause that had brought Ma.
rishka to America. Conscience strick-
en, , sasgi r b flT
e tl‘hnhte hIe
g::r as o sgoo
ivne
as ked h
me the name and address of this sir.
ter she evaded answering me. It was
quite by accident that I discovered
that there was no sister. She was all
alone in the world. The thought of
being separated from us had almost
driven her frantic. Then it occured
to her that by selling the farm she
could raise enough money to pay for
her passage to America, Knowing
me as she did, she felt certain that I
would raise objections, so to reassure
me she told me that she had rented it.
"Naturally, after learning of her
great sacrifice we would not think of
letting her go. We did not have very
much ourselves, but insisted upon
sharing that little with her. .af first
she refused our offer. She feared it
would make it extra hard for as to
feed an extra mouth. It was only
with difficulty that we prevailed up.
on her to stay, and only after she was
positive that we could really afford it
did she consent to he paid for taking
care of our modest household.
"Our little Goldie, the namesake of
the little sister who died, is now 14
years old. My youngest is six. They
have been petted and spoiled almost to
the point of distraction, for there nev.
er was a more affectionate and indul-
gent nurse than Marishka. fiat with
all the love she bore for my other chil-
dren, I have somehow felt that her
deepest affection remained in her
heart for the little one who is gone.
She never spoke of her as being dead,
but as if during all these years she
had been among the living. Her plans
in life and the wishes of my children
were always measured by how Goldie
would like it. What made Marishka
love us so has always remained a mys-
tery to me. Now that she is no more
the least I can do is to hold her mem-
ory sacred, for she was to me and
mine the dearest friend that anyone
has ever been privileged to know.
"I hope, ladies, that this will en.
I mourn this strange
liegahstaennt
p
woman.
n You
You see, I have been
successful in picking from the window
of life a real diamond of untold value,
who, because of her presence in our
midst, has helped to make life for me
and mine sweeter and better.

Every eye was moist as Mrs. D. ush.
kin had finished. Our usual topic as-
signed for study was forgotten in the
. regard-
lis•elydaiscusesaion thatfollowed
ing that beautiful, intangible thing
called friendship—so few able to give
of it to its full measure, and so few
able to fully value it when within
their reach.—(American Hebrew.)

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