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MIRACLES

(Continued from Page 1)

has to exert all his might to
draw it oLt again, and yet he
finds nothing but sea-plants and
water—stars in it—not a single
fish . . .
The sea becomes more and
more restless. The sun has al-
ready sailed into view, but her
glow is hazy and moist—as if
she were weeping. The dark
speck at the horizon has in the
meantime spread out across the
face of the sun and, like a black
snake, darkens the whole heaven
and is now drawing nearer to
the sun.
It is already mid-day, but Satie
is still drifting on, trying his
good fortune.
And he thinks: "The Lord
will not permit me to perform
the good deed this year. I must
return!" And his heart grows
sad, at the thought that he must
have transgressed the will of the
Lord in something, at the
thought that the Lord will not
grant him that which it is offer-
ing.
And he grasps his oar and
would turn his boat about, when
the water suddenly spurts into
his face, and turning around, he
beholds a large, golden fish toss-
ing itself sportively about, and
splashing the water with its tail.
That fish must be his; the Lord
sent him that fish; the Lord saw
his anguish: his desire to accom-
plish a good deed—and Satic
turns round to catch the fish.
The sea rocks wildly; the

waves rise higher and higher .. .
the sun is always half hidden by
clouds. Single rays struggle hard
to pierce these clouds. The fish
floats over the crest of the waves,
and Satie's little boat follows on
and on . . . but suddenly the
fish vanishes. A great wave,
blown high by the wind, thrusts
itself between the fish and the
little boat . .
"It is a mirage. My eyes are
dazzled!" thinks Satie as he is
about to turn the boat home-
ward again when, suddenly, the
wave falls low, as if it were sink-
ing, and the fish comes swimming
up, almost to the edge of the
little boat staring at Satie with
its big eyes, as though it would
implore him: "Take me! Take
me! Perform your good deed,
fulfill it with me."
Satie turns around again, but
the fish is gone. A new wave has
separated it from the little boat.
The roaring of the sea begins
anew! Unpleasant is now the
song of the sea. It is so full of
wrath. The idea of floating on
it, now, of treading its waves!
The sun hides itself behind the
clouds as if she feared the sea,
the wind seems to have hesitated
for nothing, for nothing but that.
When it is free of its fetters,
it runs loose with a wild, uncon-
trolled fury. As if with whips it
lashes and smites and rouses the
sea! The sea roars and crackles
loud. A thousand bass voices
vibrate in its entrails, and kettle-
drums in its waves.
Satie's heart thumps loud.
"Home! Go home!" He gathers
all of the net into his little boa

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nut-shell, is tossed about on the
waves. The sky is black, the sea
raging mad—but Satie works and
works—homeward, homeward .. .
On one side, he suddenly be-
holds something floating toward
him—a human body, someone
that has been drowned—it is a
woman, and her long loose hair
floats in front of her, such black
hair—like the hair of his wife
. . . white hand emerges from
under the hair—his wife has
hands like that . . . and a voice
cries: "Help!" It is the voice
of his wife ... the mother Of his
children. She must have fol-
lowed him here in another boat;
she is drowning and imploring
him to save her .. .
He turned the boat toward the
right, ready to grasp the body,
but the sea will not permit! All

at once the waves rise high, the
tempest tears loose, and whines
and rages; from out the whirl-
wind a voice is heard calling:
"Help! Help! Satie, save me!"
And he strains his every nerve,
and lo, he has almost reached the
white speck; he sees the hair no
more, nothing but the floating,
half sunken dress . . . the oar
will reach it . . . but all at once,
between himself and his wife, a
great wave suddenly arises, and
hurls her to one side, and the
little boat, to the other.
"It is a mirage," he thinks,
and he recalls his former experi-
ence with the golden fish; invol-
untarily his eye falls upon the
shore and, lo, the lights are all
lit in the huts of the fisher-folk!
He reflects, "It is on the eve
of the Day of Atonement!" and
he lets the oar drop out of his
hand.
"Do whatever thou wishest,"

he cries unto heaven. "I will not
row on the Eve of Atonement
Day."
The wind tears loose; the
waves toss the little boat about
and about, and Satie, the oar no
longer in his grip, sits motion-
less, staring now at the heavens
closed over him, now at the surg-
ing waves below.
"Do whatever thou wishest, oh
Lord! Let Thy will be done . . ."
Suddenly he recalls the sing-
ing of the choir, and a tune ac-
companied by the organ. He re-
peats the tune. His mute soul
knows no other language of con-
versing with the Lord—and he
sings on and on. The sky grows

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and grips his oar more firmly.
He works with all the strength
that is in him; the veins of 1115
hands are ready to burst, and
the little boat, like an empty

darker and darker overhead; the
waves rise higher and higher;
keener grows the blast of the
wind . . . the boat is borne up
the hill, and down the hill; the
waves hurl it to one another . .
now one wave lays hold of his
oar and flings it far out of his
reach; a second wave, rushing
upon him from behind, pursues
the little boat with a wide open
mouth . . . The wind pulls and
rends the boat with the might
of a thousand blasts—and in all
this tumult, Satie repeats the
tune: "They that shall have res-
pite, they that shall perish" . . .
just as the choir, accompanied by
the organ does.
The wave comes dashing into
the boat. Satie fain would per-
ish, singing; the boat upsets . . .
but death does not overtake him.

Two figures, all white, woven
out of the midst, walk hand in
hand and barefoot on the sur-
face of the sea; and when Satie's
little boat upsets, they come up
to him, raise him and lead him
away under their arms, and tread
upon the waves as if they were
but mounds and hillocks, and
thus, under their arms they lead
him forward, through the wind
and the fury of the storm. He

restitution to their victims, At
that time (the sixth century, C
E.) the Jews of Italy were in
favorable position compared
their brethren in the Byzantine to
Empire.
When Naples was threatened

"Do but sing, Satie sing! and
thy song will overcome the wrath
of the sea." They walk onward
with him, and Satie can hear his
little boat following him . . .
He turns around—and beholds
his little boat and the net, and
in the meshes lies the golden
fish . .
They led him to the shore,

greatest bravery but the invad-
ers finally penetrated into the
city and Italy became a province
of the Byzantine Empire under
the harsh rule of Justinian. This
situation did not continue long,
because Justinian's successors
were obliged to abandon a great
part of Italy to the invading
Lombards. They for the most
part were tolerant, as were also
the popes at this time, notably
Gregory I, called the Great and
Holy, who issued a pastoral let-
ter commanding protection for
the Jews.
In 855, Louis II of France,
then Emperor of Italy, planned to
expel the Jews from Italy, but
his decree was never carried out,
for most of the rulers of the
various districts refused obedi-
ence to the Emperor.
In the tenth century, with the
decline of the Carlovingian rule,
Europe was enveloped in intel-
lectual darkness, except in Spain,
where a scientific era was in-
augurated among the Jews. The
Italian Jews did not keep pace

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and as he came down, he found

there the Shochet and his wife.

A conflagration had destroyed
the town, and so they had come
as guests to Satie . . .
He cut the fish open, and tra-
dition was once more upheld.

JUDAISM

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perors resided either in Ravenna
or Verona.
Theodoric, the first Ostrogoth-
ic Empreor, though not favorably
disposed toward the Jews, at
least endeavored to treat them
justly, and when a mob attacked
the Jews in Rome, he forced
the Christian community to make

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eral, in the sixth century, the

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that city gave their lives and
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siege. The Jews fought with the
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