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ESTABLISHED 1883.

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"Little ones," replied Fedoka.

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"But, they were dead?"
"Without feathers, yellow' tasks, lit-
t ie fat bellies"
"But killed, but killed!"
It was rather late when Feitel and
'ss" Fedoka saw by the sun in the bean-
ns that it was time to go home. rei-
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ter had forgotten that it
He remembered then
Passover
that his mother had to wash him and
dress him in his new trousers. He
jumped up and flew home, Fedoka
after him. They both flew home,
gladly and joyfully. And in order
that one should not be hone before
the other, they held hands, flying
like arrows from bows. When they
got to the village, this was the scene
which confronted them:
Nachman Veribivker's house was
surrounded by peasants, men and
women, boys and girls. The clerk,
Kueatelska, and °panes the village
elder and his wife and the magistrate
and the policeman—all were there,
talking and shouting together. Nach-
man and his wife were in the middle
of the 'crowd, arguing and waving
their hands. Nachman was bent low
and was wiping the perspiration from
his face with both hands. By his side
stood his older children, gloomy and
downcast. Suddenly, the whole pic-
ture changed. Sonic one pointed to
the two children. The whole crowd,
including the village elderr and the
magistrate, the policeman and the
Only
clerk, stood still, like petrified.
Nachman looked at the people, and
straightened; out his bark, and laughed.
His wife threw out her hands and be-

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his tongue like snow? One minute,
and there was no anise "matzo." "All
gone?" Feitel threw his grey eyes
cat looks at
at Feitel's blouse
butter. "Want more?" asked Feitel,
looking at Fedoka through his sharp,
black eyes. What a question! "Then
wait a while," said Feitel. "Next
year you'll get more." They both
laughed at Ahe. joke. And without a
word, as they had already arranged

as a

it, they threw 'theMselv"es on the
ground, and rolled down the hiil like
halls, quickly, quickly downwards,
At the bottom of the-hill they stood
up, and looked at the murmuring riv,
or that ran away to the left. They
turned.to the right, going further and
further over the broad fields that
were not yet green in all places, but
showed signs of being green soon—
that did not yet smell of grass, but

grass soon. They
walked and walked in silence be-
witched by the loveliness of the
earth, under the bright, smiling sun.
They did not walk, but swam. They
did not swint, but flew. They flew
like birds that sweep in the soft air
of the lovely world which the Lord
has created for all living beings.
(lush! They are • at the windmill
which belong to the village elder.

would smell .of

Once it belonged to Nachman Veri-
bisker. Now it belongs to the village
elder whose name is Opanas—a run-
ning Gentile with one ear-ring, who
owns a ?samovar." • Opanas is a rich
Epicurean. Along witk the will he
has a store—the same sure which
once belonged to Nachman Veribicker.
Ile took both the mill and the store
from the Jew by' cunning.
The mill went round in its season,

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gan to weep.
The village elder and the clerk and
the magistrate and their wives
pounced on the children.
"Where were you, you so-and-so?"
"Where were we? We were down

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by the mill."
The .two friends, Feitel as well -as
Fedoka, got punished without know-

ing why.
reitel's father flogged him with his
cap. "A •boy should know." What
should a boy know? Out of pity his
mother took him irons his father's
hands. She gave him s few smelts
on her own account, and at once
washed him and dressed him in his '
new trousers—the only new garment
he had for the Passover. She sighed.
Why? Afterwards, he heard his
father saying to his mother: "May
the Lord help us to get over this
Festival in Peace. The Passover
have gone before it came."
ought to -
react could not understand why the
Passover should have gone before it
came. Ile worried himself about this.
Ile did not understand why his father
his mother
had flogged him, end
smacked him. Be did not understand
what sort of a Passover eve it was
this day in the world.
If Feitel's Jewish brains could not
solve the problems, certainly redo-
ka's peasant brains could not. First
of all his mother took hold of him
Then
by the flaxen hair and pulled it.
she gave him a few good smacks in
the face. These he accepted like a
philosopher. He was used to them.
1 And he heard his mother talking
with the peasants. They told curi-
ous tales of a child that the Jews of
the town had enticed on the Passover
eve, hidden in a cellar a day and a
night, and were about to make away
with, when his cries were heard by
passers-by. They rescued him. Ile
had marks on his body—four marks,
I placed like a cross.
A cunning peasant-woman with a
red face told this tale. And the
other women shtiok thoir shawl-cov-
,
ered heads, and crossed themselves

Fedoka could not understand why
the women looked at him when them
were talking. And what had the tale'
to do with him and Feitel? Why had
his mother pulled his flaxen hair
a
i not cre
and boxed his ears? Ile dd
to the m.
about these. Ile was use d

and longer?
Feitel met Fedoka outside the door.
lie could not contain himself, but told
they had prayed
him everything—how
Oh, how
and how they had eaten.
they had eaten! He told him how
nice all the Passover dishes were,
and how sweet the wine. Fedoka
listened attentively, and cast his eyes
on Feitel's blouse. Ile was still think-
ing of "matzo." Suddenly there was
■ scream, and a cry in a high-pitched

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gone, and nothing."
"Thank God," replied his mother.
And Feitel could not understand what
his mother had feared. And why they
were glad that the Passover was
gone? Would it not have been bet-
longer
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' He only wanted to know why he had
had such a good share that day.
"Well?" Feitel heard his father re-
f
mark to the mother immediately at-
n-
er the Festival. His face was shi
ing its if the greatest good fortune
had befallen hint. "Well? You fret-
ted yourself to death. You were
afraid. A woman remains a woman.
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not working was so much the better
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= for Feitel and Feduka. They could see
the mill itself. And there was mush
=' to see in the mill. But to them the
ill was not to interesting as the
—
sai ls, and the wheel which turns them
whichever way the wind blows. They
-
at down near the mill and talked.
= It was one of those conversations
which have no beginning and no end.
Feitel told stories of the town to
which his father had once taken him.
Ile was at the fair. Ile saw shops.
Not a single shop as in Veribivkat, but
= a lot of shops. And in the evening
= his father took hint to the synagogue.
= His father hid 'Yahrzeit' after his
= father. "That means after sty
grandfather," explained Feitel. "Do
= you understand, or do you not?"
Fedoka 'night have understmsl,
but he was not listening. Ile inter-
rupted with a story that had nothing:
to do with what Feitel was talking
about. He told Feitel that last year
he saw a bird's nest in a high tree.
Ile tried to reach it, but could not.
He tried to knock it down with a
threw stones
stick, but could not. Ile
at the nest, until he brought down two
tiny, bleeding fINIglings.
"You killed them?" asked Feitel,
fearfully, and made a wry face.

soprano:
"Fedoka, Fedoka!"
It was his mother calling him in for
supper. liut Fedoka did not hurry.
He thought she would not pull his
hair now. First of all, he had not
been at the mill. Secondly, it was
after the Passover. After the Pass-
over there was no need to be afraid
of the Jews. Ile stretched himself on
the grass, on his stomach, propping
his white head with his hands. Op-
posite him lay Feitel, his black head
propper up by his hands. The sky is
blue. The sun is warm. The little
wind fans one and plays with one's
hair. The little calf stands close

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The cock is also near, with his
wives. The two heads of the black and
the white are close together. The
children talk and talk and talk, and
cannot finish talking.
Nachman VeribivIcer is not at home
Early in the morning he took hi: stick
and let himself go over the village,
in search of business. He stopped at
every farm, bade the Gentiles Wod -
morning, calling each one by name,
and talked with them on every suh-
ject in the world. But he avoided all
reference to the Passover incident,
and never even hinted at his fears of
the Passover. Before
away,
he said: "Perhaps, friend, you have
something you would like to sell?"
"Nothing, 'Lachman,' nothing." "Old
iron, rags, an old sack, or a hide?"
"Do not be offended, 'Lachman,' there
is nothing. Bad times!" "Bad times?
You drank everything, maybe. Such
a festival!" "Who drank? What
drank? Bad times."

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The ClOhllita kighed. Nachman also
sighed.
They talked of different
things. Nachman would not have the
other know that he came only on busi-
ness. He left that Gentile, and
went to another, to a third, until be
came upon something. He would not
return home empty-handed.
Nachman Vsribivker, loaded and
perspiring, tranipled home, thinking
only of one problem—how much he
to gain or lose that day.
was
He had forgotten the Passover eve
incident. He had forgotten the fears
of the Passover. The clerk, Kuratch-
ka, and his governors and circulars
have gone clean out of the Jew's
head.
Let winds blow. Let storms rage.
Let the world turn upside down. The
old oak which had been standing since
the creation of the world, and whose
roots reach to God-knows-where —
what does he care for winds? What
are storms to hint?

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