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
In the early dawn the fugitives threaded the wild, narrow ravine in the
neighborhood of Michmash, once the scene of the adventures of Prince
Jonathan, during the wars of Saul against the Philistines. As the day
advanced, women and children sought rest and shelter among the caverns
and chasms which made that region frightful in days of peace, but a
welcome retreat to those whom the troublous times had ejected from
better homes. Here, at Judas' advice, Mattathias decided to halt the
little host. All fell to work building the defenses which they would
surely need in coming dangers, and which became ever after famous
as the eyrie whence the Maccabæan eagles, those sons of Mattathias,
swooped down upon the Syrian prey.
Rapidly the natural rocks grew into an orderly fortification. Loose
stone walls were built between the outcropping ledges, until a vast
space was enclosed and divided into compartments, where a few defenders
could withstand many assailants, and to capture which would be for
the victors to fasten themselves into slaughter pens. Across the top
of the natural chasms were laid poles covered with brushwood, which
screened the people from the sun by day and from the dews by night.
Great boulders scattered over the adjacent fields were connected by
ditches, which were so roofed that, while they effectually obscured
those passing beneath, they were at the same time pitfalls for any
intruders. Each great rock thus became an outlying fortress, behind
which, day and night, lay wary men.
At one place was a rude forge, where all sorts of iron implements were
wrought into weapons; reversing the ancient prediction, for plowshares
were now beaten into swords, and pruning-hooks into spears.
Day by day even the women and children were practised in archery,
and learned to hurl the javelin and sling stones; while the men were
drilled in companies to execute manœuvres which the genius of Judas
devised, and which were especially adapted to warfare in the craggy
battlements of the hills. Far and wide scouts answered one another
with mysterious signals, quick flashes at night, and sounds by day
in which the cries of birds and beasts were imitated according to a
code prepared by Jonathan. The country for leagues about was thus
practically under one eye and one voice of command.
One evening Judas came to the little enclosure of rocks which the
respect and sympathy of the people had assigned to the privacy of
Deborah. It was screened by a coarse matting, which served both as door
and wall.
"This is no place for the daughter of Elkiah," said the young man. "I
have come to ask that you allow half a score of our brave men to escort
you to a spot of more safety and comfort. The strong castle of Masada,
in the wilderness by the Sea of Salt, will prove impregnable to any
attack. The journey will not be more difficult than remaining here."
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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