and Daisy's real
grandmother was with her still at the end, side by side with the
Jewish death-watcher.
About eleven in the morning Natalya said: 'Light the candles, Daisy,
the Sabbath is coming in.' Daisy spread a white tablecloth on the old
wooden table, placed the copper candlesticks upon it, drew it to the
bedside, and lighted the candles. They burned with curious unreality
in the full August sunshine.
A holy peace overspread the old-clo' woman's face. Her dried-up lips
mumbled the Hebrew prayer, welcoming the Sabbath eve. Gradually they
grew rigid in death.
'Daisy,' said her grandmother, 'say the text I taught you.'
'"Come unto Me, all ye that labour and are heavy laden,"' sobbed the
child obediently, '"and I will give you rest."'
THE LUFTMENSCH
THE LUFTMENSCH
I
Leopold Barstein, the sculptor, was sitting in his lonesome studio,
brooding blackly over his dead illusions, when the postman brought him
a letter in a large, straggling, unknown hand. It began 'Angel of
God!'
He laughed bitterly. 'Just when I am at my most diabolical!' He did
not at first read the letter, divining in it one of the many
begging-letters which were the aftermath of his East-End Zionist
period. But he turned over the page to see the name of the Orientally
effusive scribe. It was 'Nehemiah Silvermann, Dentist and
Restaurateur.' His laughter changed to a more genial note; his sense
of humour was still saving. The figure of the restaurateur-dentist
sprang to his imagination in marble on a pedestal. In one hand the
figure held a cornucopia, in the other a pair of pincers. He read the
letter.
'3A, THE MINORIES, E.
'ANGEL OF GOD,
'I have the honour now to ask Your very kind humane merciful
cordial nobility to assist me by Your clement philanthropical
liberal relief in my very hard troublesome sorrows and
worries, on which I suffer violently. I lost all my fortune,
and I am ruined by Russia. I am here at present without means
and dental practice, and my restaurant is impeded with lack of
a few frivolous pounds. I do not know really what to do in my
actual very disgraceful mischief. I heard the people saying
Your propitious magnanimous beneficent charities are
everywhere exceedingly well renowned and considerably
gracious. Thus I solicit and supplicate Your good very kind
genteel clement humanity by my very h
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