clearly and sharply as though he had it before
his eyes, he felt and knew that it was not all over, that it was only
just beginning, that the calamity, the great calamity, the real
calamity, was still to come, and might at any moment descend upon their
heads like a thunderbolt, only _what_ it was he did not know, or ask
himself, and a second time a scream of distraught and helpless terror
escaped his throat.
A few neighbors, Italians, who were standing in the passage by the open
door, looked on in alarm, and whispered among themselves, and still the
wild curses filled the room, one minute loud and resonant, the next with
the spiteful gasping of a man struck to death.
"Mighty God! Pour out Thy wrath on the peoples who have no God in their
hearts! Pour out Thy wrath upon the lands where Thy Name is unknown! 'He
has devoured, devoured my body, he has laid waste, laid waste my
house!'"
"Thy wrath shall pursue them,
Pursue them--o'ertake them!
O'ertake them--destroy them,
From under Thy heavens!"
SHALOM ASCH
Born, 1881, in Kutno, Government of Warsaw, Russian Poland; Jewish
education and Hasidic surroundings; began to write in 1900, earliest
works being in Hebrew; Sippurim was published in 1903, and A Staedtel in
1904; wrote his first drama in 1905; distinguished for realism, love of
nature, and description of patriarchal Jewish life in the villages;
playwright; dramas: Gott von Nekomoh, Meschiach's Zeiten, etc.;
collected works, Schriften, Warsaw, 1908-1912 (in course of
publication).
A SIMPLE STORY
Feigele, like all young girls, is fond of dressing and decking herself
out.
She has no time for these frivolities during the week, there is work in
plenty, no evil eye! and sewing to do; rent is high, and times are bad.
The father earns but little, and there is a deal wanting towards her
three hundred rubles dowry, beside which her mother trenches on it
occasionally, on Sabbath, when the family purse is empty.
"There are as many marriageable young men as dogs, only every dog wants
a fat bone," comes into her head.
She dislikes much thinking. She is a young girl and a pretty one. Of
course, one shouldn't be conceited, but when she stands in front of the
glass, she sees her bright face and rosy cheeks and the fall of her
black hair. But she soon forgets it all, as though she were afraid that
to rejoice in it might bring her ill-luck.
Sabbath it is quite another thing--the
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