Our Little Jewish CousinWade, Mary Hazelton Blanchard
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Our Little Jewish Cousin
Wade, Mary Hazelton Blanchard
Children -- Palestine -- Juvenile literature
"We were coming to your store when we found how late it was. Then we
thought it would be closed, and you on your way home. And so you were,"
said Esther, laughingly.
By the time the children had reached their own door, they were so tired
they thought only of bed and sleep. They were even too tired to care
about their supper.
"But you must not slight your night prayer," said their father, soberly.
Esther's and Miriam's eyes winked and blinked a good many times before
they got through the prayer.
"It never seemed so long before, except when I was sick," Esther told
her adopted sister, when they were at last stretched on their beds.
"And, do you know, Miriam," she added, sleepily, "I believe Solomon
doesn't always repeat it all. He says our people have so many prayers he
gets tired of them sometimes. Isn't that dreadful?"
But Miriam was already sound asleep, and did not answer.
CHAPTER VII.
THE CAVE
"WHICH way did you come?" asked Levi, as he helped the two little girls
down from the ass's back. Solomon had walked by their side all the way.
"We passed through the Jaffa gate and then took the shortest way down
here into the valley," said Esther.
Jerusalem is surrounded by walls. There are seven gates through which
the city may be entered or left. But the Jaffa and Damascus gates are
the ones most used.
"We saw a Bedouin riding a beautiful horse. He was in full dress, and
looked just elegant," said Solomon. "I should like to own a horse like
his."
"Tell me how he was dressed," said Rebecca.
"His long, wide cloak must have been quite new. I could tell, because
the yellow stripes looked so clean and bright. The shawl bound around
his head and hanging down over his shoulders was pure white," said
Miriam.
"His high red leather boots were the handsomest part of his dress. There
were tassels at the sides, of course," interrupted Solomon. "But his
sash! You ought to have seen the shining dagger and the pistol that were
stuck in it. My! the man looked as though he were ready to meet any one.
"His horse was a beauty, too. She was decked with red woollen tassels
that reached clear to the ground. She snorted and stepped off with the
spirit of a war-horse. You know the tassels are useful in keeping off
the flies. There are such swarms of them the poor beasts suffer very
much."
[Illustration: A BEDOUIN.]
"But come along, children, I know you want to have a romp under the
trees. You need not stay here talking any longer."
While Levi was speaking, Rebecca put her arm around Miriam's waist and
tried to make her feel at home. She had not been to Jerusalem since the
little orphan had come to live with Esther and Solomon.
"She is a sweet child," she thought. "Not as strong as Esther nor as
brave as Solomon. But she will be grateful for kindness. I feel sure of
that when I look into her eyes."
In a few minutes Rebecca and Levi were playing with their young company
as though they were children themselves.
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