The History of a Lie: "The Protocols of the Wise Men of Zion" — John Shaqi
The History of a Lie: "The Protocols of the Wise Men of Zion"Bernstein, Herman
History
The History of a Lie: "The Protocols of the Wise Men of Zion"
Bernstein, Herman
Jews; Protocols of the wise men of Zion
“‘I see that you know about it, Rabbi,’ said the frightened
watchman. ‘But I can obey you only if you mention the word which
was given to me by my predecessor, because I took a sacred oath on
the Bible.’
“The Polish Jew bent down and slowly pronounced a word of seven
syllables.
“The watchman bowed respectfully.
“‘You are the Rabbi!’ he said. ‘All will be done as you command!’
“‘You will send away the friends who are feasting in your house
before the clock strikes eleven. At the first stroke you will open
the gates of the cemetery, and at the last stroke you will get into
your house, lock the doors and windows, lie down in your bed and
turn into a corpse together with the members of your
household,—into a corpse that sees and hears nothing.’
“‘I will neither look nor listen.’
“‘The angel of death will leave your soul in your body and will
force you to wander about among the graves to the end of time if
you do not carry out my orders correctly. Now go, and remember that
by virtue of your position you are the servant of the great
Jerusalem synagogue. I need not tell you that you should not say
anything to that vain, worldly man who brought me here.’
“Both returned to the gates, near which the banker was still on
guard.
“‘Well,’ he said, ‘your desire is fulfilled, Rabbi, and you may
inform my friend in Warsaw that Rosenberg and Son are always ready
to do a favor to a guest recommended by such a personage. Now let
us go home; my wife is waiting for us.’
“‘Let us go, my son,’ replied the Rabbi. ‘But relieve me of
worldly pleasures. I shall spend the night in prayer!’
“The banker shrugged his shoulders and gave the watchman a gold
coin.
“‘Joel,’ he said in a low voice, ‘the other trustees of the
community must not know about this violation of the rule.’
“The watchman nodded, and the companion again disappeared in the
dark streets, which had already become deserted, while in the
houses people talked merrily and the sounds of holiday festivities
were heard.
“How poor, dirty and dark these little houses looked from outside!
But it was quite different within! In the rear rooms of many of
these houses the bright light of numerous wax candles was reflected
in the splendid high mirrors, in expensive dishes and precious
rugs. Girls and women, who in the morning perhaps walked with trays
in their hands, now were seated at the tables in heavy silk gowns
with golden chains and bracelets; their jewels and diamonds were
glittering.
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