From the Heart of Israel: Jewish Tales and TypesDrachman, Bernard
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From the Heart of Israel: Jewish Tales and Types
Drachman, Bernard
Jewish folk literature; Jewish legends; Jews -- Folklore; Jews -- Social life and customs; Tales -- Israel
“A few nights later the blow fell. Our house was in silence and
darkness, all having retired to rest, when some time after midnight a
violent knocking and beating at the massive gates of the high stone
wall, which surrounded the garden in which stood the Allatini residence,
was heard. We were all aroused by the clamor and hastening to the
windows beheld in the road outside the gates a great, raging multitude
with hate-filled countenances, and bearing in their hands, besides
weapons, flaming torches which cast a lurid light over all the scene. No
sooner did they behold the frightened faces at the windows (I was not
among them, for, realizing at once that the clamor had reference to me,
I kept in the background) than with terrible cries and yells they
demanded that I be delivered to them. ‘Give us the apostate, the
renegade,’ they yelled. ‘We mean no harm to you that are born Jews, but
we want the blood of the traitor; and unless you surrender him to us, we
will destroy the house and slay you all.’
“Our people held a hasty consultation. I will not detain you with all
the particulars of our debate, but the result reached was that it was
possible for me to be saved. Dr. Allatini took a hasty leave of me and
then went forth to parley with the mob. I hastily dressed myself and
packed together a few necessary articles. A purse of money was pressed
into my hands. I embraced and kissed my beloved Raphael and bade all
good-by, then entered a subterranean passage-way which led to an
adjacent street. When I emerged in the next street, the shouts and noise
of the mob had died down and I realized that Dr. Allatini had succeeded
in quieting them. I subsequently learned that he had assured them that I
was not in the house, and had given them permission to enter it and
search for me. I reached the harbor early the next morning in safety and
took passage in the first ship leaving which chanced to be bound for
Marseilles.
“With a soul filled with mingled feelings of sorrow and gratitude I left
my native land, sorry that I must leave my dearly beloved one, the
companion of my youth and early manhood, and gratitude to the God of
Israel, who had saved me from the hands of my enemies and from the
perils of the sea, and brought me in safety to a new home. And I thank
Him also that in this strange land He has led me to a brother who has
shown himself possessed of true fraternal, Jewish love and kindness. And
I doubt not that He who maketh a path in the fierce waters and who
protected His servant David from the hostile sword, will care for me,
His humble worshipper, in this strange land and grant me His peace and
blessing. The words of Abraham are finished.”
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