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ing. Until this, too, passed from his
eyes and they were left empty, tone.
less, like a clouded November day of
no wind.
She would creep away and prepare
some food for him and find him,
when she returned, sitting as she had
left him, his eyes dead as atone.
She grew afraid! Was not this
what she had hoped for? That he
would come back to her sonic day,
back to the bosom of their race, speak
his old words, give her the sense of
his presence, his hair for her fingers
TOWERS OF ZION
to pass through, his lips to kiss? But
not this, not this ... !
By Louis Coding.
She grew afraid! What could she
do with him? She must lift him fron
(Continued from last week.)
himself. His painting? Had la for
gotten his painting—the river, the
This pique began to cloud Leah's
bathing lads? (Quaint, she thouchi
days and nights. She would stiffen
sorrowfully, quaint that she ghoul,
and draw herself up when he came in
suggest to him his painting, sueg,
from his studio. But blissfully un-
his return to that other mistress
aware, he would seize a mouthful of
had made her life so bitter for Lu
food, and suddenly leave a half-empty
once!)
plate as some new inspiration precipi.
tated him back to his studio. With
"Your painting, Eli, darling?"
said to him one day. "Isn't this t , ..
sort of light you're always keen on!
She looked to him anxiously, a trem
in her voice, a tiny apprehension ti .d
tering at her heart like a bird.
He looked up at her. There was
Then one day, shyly, a little afraid, to assume his new duties as educa-
he said: "Darling, I must go and tional director for the Young Men's wan smile on his face. Then slow-13
finish 'Leah in Zion.' You won't and Young Women's Hebrew Asso- deliberately, he said: "1 shall nn
mind, will you? I must get it done!" elation
. .
of that city. Mr. Friedgut paint again, Leah!"
MRS. SAMUEL WAZE
"No, no, no! You don't mean that
"Oh, just want
wait you?"
a little But
longer.
she Can't
saw was supervisor of the boys' depart-
You must! It will not be you!" Sh
I
see
Schools, is actively interested in the you
it was inevitable. The thought of ment of the Jewish Social Service Bu-
and put her hand .411
charter banquet which will be given
e for his reau, formerly the family welfare de- came to him
on his forehead.
at the Philadelphia and Byron Tal- his picture waitin
hurt him like an partment of the United Jewish Cheri-
"I shall not paint again!"
mud Torah on Sunday evening, Feb. completing strokes
snare. suspense
She extracted ties, and was also connected with the
"But, Eli, your masterpiece! Ti
14. The principal speakers will be animal in a
lovely picture of the river and tho:
department.
He
was
Rabbis A. M. Hershman of Detroit from him a half-promise that he educational
ith
the
local
organization
for
the
w
running
boys, all the strength or
would
finish
his
picture
and
come
and Saul Silber of Chicago. Esser
beauty of the temple against tl
three years.
Rabinowitz will be the toastmaster back to her for a further respite from I past
Mr Friedgut was graduated from Eastern sky ...
and Louis Duscoff will auction the painting. It was useless. When he Queen's University of Kingston, Ont.,
"Don't!" he cried, in a thin d:
charter and Bernard Isaacs will returned to his tubes and easel he and when he came to Detroit taught
voice. He put his head between I
crowed with delight. And after six
speak on the league.
in the local high schools. For the hands and was silent. She we
hours of solid painting on a new can-
past four years he has taught at the quickly to the studio. The sight
vas he had wholly forgotten the ten-
Shaarey Zedek Synagogue Sunday his work would bring back a (lull
big eyes? She passed in review the tative agreement.
School .
of the old flame. In the fine, win,
If painting was an obsession to him
stages of her child's life, away and
In Newark Mr' Friedgut will be light the easel stood, a canvas
away to bar mitzvah and beyond. A before the birth of the child, it be- associated with Dr. Aaron D. Robi- the pegs. She came closer. It w
kaddish for his parents, a link in the came now the air he breathed, ' the son, who is director of the Y. M. and a daub of grey, tintless wash. Din ,
golden chain of their race. Judaism blood in his veins. Desperately soon, Y . A.
below it she could see the line of t
meant to her what painting meant the current of his old interests car-
river, a group of running boys who
to her husband. It was her bright ried him far out of her sight. Noth-
ardent sunlight was not who
stern passion. All the glamor of their ing now existed but his painting. She
room where the boy had died. With quenched by the imposition of t
early love-making, his devotion to her would come in and stand at his pic-
a
courtly,
wash.
soft
and
low
words,
with
every step and thought would return, tures, burning with passionate hate.
She sank to the floor below t
subdued and passionate attention, he
sealed with a new meaning. She con- Ile would remain completely oblivious placed himself between Leah and the symbol of her loss, sobbing. The st
ceived his painting reduced to its cor- of her. He seemed to have no
world. Ile would come up to her and shine fell stupidly on her hair a
thoughts
of
her
or
for
the
child.
His
rect proportions—a few hours in the
hold her hand, and look in her eyes quivering body. But there was
morning upon work which would neglect of her she could have for-
with that intentness with which he winner to that race among I
for
bring quick returns. a hobby . . . given. She had been inured to it.
had once looked into the eyes of his grasses, on a spring day which oho:
Happily she lay back in her chair, But his neglect to the child—it was
too bitter to bear. In a voice where dead child; then she would see a bit- never dawn, among towers of Z
singing, dreaming.
terness enter them, see how he re- which should never be builded
For Eli the knowledge of his ap- the old melody was choked with an- strained his sensitive lips from writh- London Jewish Chronicle.
ger, she would taunt him shrilly.
proaching fatherhood filled him with
"Hypocrite! It isn't a wife you
a joy no less penetrative than hers.
The unborn child was a stimulus to wanted! It's a mistress! What did
his work. He felt a mystic convic- you want a child for? What interest
tion that he must achieve something is the child for you—you and your
Detroiter, who know Fyfe's values and
worthy of the stuff latent in him be- stinking paints?"
quality will not need a second invitation
fore his child saw the light of day,
Then suddenly she would break
to attend this Celebration Event. Sav-
worthy of that great temple no less down into a storm of passionate re-
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lovely than the Parthenon, worthy of grets, ask for his pardon for her in-
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all the noble artists of the Jewish tolerable words; in complete self-
attention.
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race, an offering to the child as a abasement net herself to wash his
welcome, an earnest of golden things. brushes or introduce some order into
new resolve quicken- the chaos of the studio. Then woe-
a
So
that
with
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ing his fingers, his painting attained fully she would withdraw with the
a completer hold over him than ever boy and croon sad little songs over
before. He would hardly eat or sleep. his cradle till he went to sleep, and
His study of Leah standing clear in the shadows gathered round the room
the splendor of morning against the and round her motionless, crushed
towers of Zion, wind in her hair, body, until at length Eli came back
laughter in her eyes, grew magically to her limp from his labors.
under his brush. Infinite labor, swift
In vain he tried to convince her
inspiration, made of it a glory of that to paint less would be treachery
space and wind. When at last a child to herself and the boy, treachery to
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was born to him, a few strokes were their race, which they both, in their
different ways, so passionately served.
The completeness of his love for them
all was making of him a painter
whom the world would not easily for-
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get. A new width, a new vision, had
come into his art with the birth of a
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boy. It had no meaning for her. Ile
declared he would die if he did not
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paint. She was only half convinced.
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The shadow between them deepened
—a gulf opened and was widening.
But he knew that when he had
achieved the genius that was in him
she would understand, she would
come over to him, holding her hands
out, smiling.
He flung himself with uttermost
absorption into his painting. Then
a conception seized him which was to
be the culmination of the work he
had achieved. It was to express the
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A green field shimmering with is
late spring sun! Splendidly the blue
river of Jordan was to sweep clear
waters from the blue and lovely hills.
A company of merry lads, like youth-
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in the water, the sun smiting into
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full of speed and laughter, filling the
noon with a joy which should send
trembling every blade of grass. They
were to pelt forward towards the
painter, and leading them, first,
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cleanest, loveliest, he was to paint a
projection of his own lad—the brow
and the eyes of Leah, his own lips
and chin. And against the Eastern
sky was a symbolic rendering of the
towers of Zion, the temple magnifi-
cently cresting them all.
He came to the picture as a bird in
spring comes to mating. It filled every
in the heart of New York and connecting
crevice of his consciousness. The
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sunlight, the joy of it, were to irradi-
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Then the lads threw the river where
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shape, and the white feet glanced
the same thoughtful consideration as the
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architect, contractor, and estate owner, but
delight, when a sudden black cloud
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eyes, he left his canvas, the river,
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the laughter, the running boys, the
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For the motive, the inspiration, the
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py murmuring, the tranquil eyes of
his child—only subconsciously heard
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of Eli. Yet there was another aspect
in her new happiness beyond the
sensation of her maternity. With
eyes shut and clenched hands, she
the first fluttering of her child with- would sit back in mute ecstasy in the
in her, a sudden and deep calm flood- thought that a new element was go-
ed the whole of her body. The empti- ing to enter their joint life which
ness with which Eli's work had in- would bring Eli back from the re-
vested her days and dreams was sud- moteness where his art had with-
denly suffused with a new and boun
teous satisfaction. Physically, men- drawn him. His other and false mis-
tally, spiritually, she fell into that tress could not compare with the of-
trance of the creative energy which fering Leah would make on the altar
in another medium was the condition of love. Where would the attraction
of her husband's life. If unborn har- of mere canvas and paints lie when
monies of color and unrealized con- his love for her would be crowned
tours of composition filled the world by the tiny, twitching lips and the
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sense of orientation. Ile wandered
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about the house, distraught and mad
with apprehension, till all danger was ed with the United Jewish Charities,
over. Then he aimlessly took to left last Saturday for Newark, N. J.,
stupid joyful snatches of song—little
talmudic ballads remembered from
his chayder days, or would look for
half an hour at a time into the eye
of the inexplicable little being who
had descended upon him. Ile divined
how much she wanted him beside her
now, and faithfully, for long hours,
he sat beside the bed, whispering, as
the child slept. A flush of light came
into her fact. The spell was work-
ing. She hugged the little child close,
swallowed him with kisses; he was
not only himself, he was the seal of
their new and profound love. He
was a Jew added by herself to that
august, deathless congregation.
But gradually Eli was overtaken by
a restlessness. With a sinking of the
heart, she began to see premonitions
of the old abstraction shadow his
eyes. Unconsciously, even while he
talked to her, his hands cut the air
before him, delineating some new
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