Deborah: A tale of the times of Judas MaccabaeusLudlow, James M. (James Meeker)
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Deborah: A tale of the times of Judas Maccabaeus
Ludlow, James M. (James Meeker)
Jewish fiction; Jews -- History -- 586 B.C.-70 A.D. -- Fiction; Maccabees -- Fiction
These insinuations brought to the face of Judas no sign of his being
influenced by them; but a certain word that fell from Jonathan was met
by a quick flash in the champion's eyes.
"If Captain Dion proved treacherous, perhaps the daughter of Elkiah can
explain it. She could have made the Greek a Jew with a breath."
Jonathan touched Simon's hand as he said this. Judas mused a moment,
his face reddening as it did only under deep emotion, generally of some
resentment. His response was laconic:
"The Greek shall have justice."
"Justice should not go with lagging feet," said Simon.
"Nor leap," replied the chieftain. "Only God can give judgment with
lightning."
"True, but men should be quick to see a storm coming, my brother," said
Simon. "Let the men be summoned at once. There may be other treasons
for aught we know. We have caught but two serpents in the nest. If
others are there we will start them to squirming. I will have the
prisoners brought."
"Let them wait," was Judas' decision.
"Wherefore wait, my brother? We can discover who and what these men are
very quickly."
"Perhaps," said Judas; "but it may take time to know ourselves."
"Going into one of his moods again," remarked Eliezar, and the brethren
went away.
The two prisoners were generally forgotten in the popular excitement
of a few days immediately following the victory of Bethzur. Mountains
of spoil had been brought into the city and distributed--for Judas
insisted that his men should share equally the fruits of their bravery.
Bethzur was fortified against the possible return of Lycias, who raged
in his disgrace like a wounded tiger. Even if he should not repeat
his venture, the nomadic people to the south were making hostile
demonstration; indeed, all the tribesmen, south, east, and north were
in commotion. Yusef, the Arab, had stirred up all tentdom to avenge the
insult which Nadan had reported, and even the defeat of Lycias did not
altogether discourage the purpose which the coming of that General had
led them to make.
Said Yusef one day, watching a fight of insects:
"Let the Greeks bite the Maccabæans; we will come later and be the
sting."
The black tents of the Bedouins were again seen on all sides, like
mildew on a fair fabric. Couriers with long lances and head cloths
streaming in the wind circled about Jerusalem at a safe distance, as
Meph sagely remarked, "Like a lot of spiders webbing in a big bug they
dare not yet attack."
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