In several minutes the train comes in and with it our guest. We look upon him for the first time. In our phantasy, we picture that any moment now several thousand Jewish Legionnaires, proud and fortunate because of the mission which they fulfilled, would pop out of the carriage after him and carry us away. And then again, perhaps he did not step out of the carriage, but really out of the goal. By goal we meant not only Akko, but that miserable dungeon called the Galut.
Youth knows how to dream beautifully.
Several hours later the dream became the beginning of a new reality. He called and spoke to us. And thus ended the most beautiful night of our generation. And we faced that G-d blessed dawn, the dawn that saw the creation of B'rith Trumpeldor. Since that night and early morning, how many happy nights were spent with him.