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
"To marry. To found the Maccabæan dynasty," said Simon, glancing for
approval around the circle.
Judas seemed staggered by the burden which was being bound upon him.
"Let him alone awhile," suggested Simon. "He sees the necessity, and
will conquer himself in this as in other matters."
The day following Judas went to the house of Elkiah.
Long time he and Deborah conversed about the new hopes of Israel. Judas
told of the embassage he was sending to Rome, of the service General
Agathocles might render in Egypt, where the veteran was favorably known
and where the age-long jealousy of the Ptolemies against the Seleucidæ
was always ready to burst into hostilities. They spoke together
with pious enthusiasm of the restored glory of the Temple, and the
restitution of the ancient dignity of the priesthood.
The clouds were for the time lifted from the brow of the champion.
Deborah noted the change. She had never thought of her friend as of
prepossessing appearance; but now his strong and rugged features grew
softer. There was a boyishness in his tone and manner which better
suited his years than they did his experiences of exploit and care. She
began to regard him as handsome. Deborah, in her modesty, as little
suspected the cause of this transformation in her guest as the sun is
conscious of his agency in brightening the objects he shines upon.
"The Lord has blessed me in two respects especially," said Judas,
giving free rein to speech and feeling. "The spirit of our father,
Mattathias, has been given to my brethren, any one of the four being
fitted to take up the leadership if I should lay it down. With Simon
to counsel, and Jonathan to plan, and Eliezar and John to strike, I
am like one with four right arms. And, Deborah, God has given me your
companionship. Without that I should have lost heart."
"Your words give me great joy," replied she, "for during these terrible
years I have had one prayer deeper than all others--it has been for
you; and that I might, however humbly, cheer and sustain you as became
a daughter of Israel."
"And you will continue your sweet and helpful ministry, will you not?"
he asked eagerly. "In this day of our prosperity I shall need you even
more than in the past. I am accustomed to war; I have become, perhaps,
too self-reliant there. But I know not how to organize peace. My hands
are too hard for anything but swinging the sword. Alas! as Solomon said
on coming to his throne, 'I am as a little child, and know not how to
go out or come in.' Deborah, promise me that you will still----"
She interrupted him with eager, almost passionate, remonstrance:
"Promise you? Judas, do I need to promise you anything? Do you not know
that your own heart is not truer to our cause than mine is to you? If
Judas should doubt me, it would kill me. Tell me some desperate venture
by which I can prove my loyalty. Test me, I beg you."
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