The Hammer: A Story of the Maccabean TimesChurch, Alfred John
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The Hammer: A Story of the Maccabean Times
Church, Alfred John
Jewish fiction; Jews -- History -- To 70 A.D. -- Fiction; Maccabees -- Fiction
and this, after being duly purified and blessed, could be devoted to holy
uses.
And so came on the day that had been appointed for the Feast of
Dedication. It was to be the 25th of the month Chisleu.(18) It was a
memorable day, both for good and evil, in the annals of Jewish worship. On
this day, ages before, Jerusalem, the newly-won capital of the nation, had
been finally chosen as the place where God should set His name; for on
this day David, as he made atonement in the day of pestilence, bought the
threshing-floor of Araunah the Jebusite to be the future dwelling-place of
the Presence of the Lord God of Israel. And on this day, again, five years
ago, the first idol sacrifice had been offered within the consecrated
precincts.
In the early morning, before the sun had risen upon the earth, a spark was
obtained by striking stone against stone, the fire was rekindled on the
altar, the golden candlestick was lighted and the table of the shew-bread
duly furnished with its twelve loaves.
Meanwhile the rest of the people also had been busy in making preparations
for the great celebration. Every family, even the poorest, was to keep
festival on the day that was to be a new beginning of the national life.
The women and children were early afoot, gathering branches of palms and
other “goodly trees”; none of them having busier hands than Ruth and her
nieces. Even the little Daniel would take his part in the work, tottering
along by his mother’s side with his arms full of boughs. When they had
gathered as great a burden as they could carry, Ruth gathered her little
company about her, and told them, just as the rising sun began to flood
the valley with its slanting rays, the story of the day—of the glory and
the shame which it had brought to Israel.
And now, as the time of the morning sacrifice drew near, the whole people
moved in one great stream towards the Temple, and the Great Court was
crowded. On the walls of the fortress the heathen soldiers of the garrison
stood in throngs watching the solemnities of the day. Some of them, of
course, were ready with their mockery; but most looked on in respectful
silence. Many of them had witnessed the prowess of these strange fanatics
in the field. They might be given over to a “senseless and tasteless
superstition,” but they could deal shrewd blows with their swords, and
therefore they were not to be despised. No truce had been arranged, but
one was tacitly observed. The forbearance of the Greeks was partly due to
a wholesome awe of the Jewish archers and slingers, partly to a curiosity
that, as has been said, was not wholly unmixed with respect.
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