The morning star and Catholic messenger. [volume] (New Orleans [La.]) 1868-1881, 1874-02-01

just as much as you do, Holcombe, she is very
pies coral, and Byzantine manuscripts, and
marble ornaments from the Parthenon. All!
here is the filigree silver of Genoa that is one
o, my last purchases, except these pictures on
are SWISS"
Then he turned ont huge tiger-skin, and
SAID T." All my Indian things except this were
sent from bombay, and q year ago sent home
an kinds OF jolly things from North America
inrs and skins. antlers, and other curiosities
Sy.the- bye, have some old point from Venice,
but some people had been there before me and
cleaned the shop ont pretty nearly, so shall
place, isn't itf'
mind ives ct No. 25 again, and he did not an
swer: His friend went on:
III just ask the landlady, she'll be likely to
xeor 1hs,s s place here just for
Yes" said Holcombe, al suppose she
knows" And, as he spoke, the phantom face
was directly in his minds eye, and he could
And. now, old fellow, suppose you show me
the lions here" said Eliice: "yo1 have been
here longer than have"
time came to the high. irregular houses Dor
dering the curious Juden- Srasse. 1t was Fri
day evening, and the street was full of people
hnrrying to one spot; the air was balmy
and told of summer; the scene was very stri-
KING. The stream of people disappeared under
the nrchway of q splendid Notwithstanding
building, with Hobre W characters carved above
the portal. 1t was the new synagogue The
two friends followed the men the women
were lost to view in the stair leading to
the galleries. A gorgeous lattice work defend
ed these galleries. and the assemblsge the
main part of the temple were men with their
hats on and light wells or shawls across their
shoulders
The service began ; low, plaintive chants re-
congregation Joined. 1t was very solemn. and
Henry Hoicombe seemed fascinated. Some
one passed him a book and found the place for
him. And now came the prayer for the mourn
ers, the mourner's Kaddisch, as he saw it printed
before his eyes. There was stir among the
people, and he could hear the women's clothes
rustilng IN the gallery. Those who had
Gently lost friends and relations stood up dur
ing the intercession, and then another prayer
was offered up in German. Holeombe thought
tho sound of the old Hebrew was like The
passing of water through o narrow rocky
channel; it was soothing and flowing sad and
majestic, and he wondered if the girl he had
seen once thought and felt about it as he did.
When the crowd dispersed, he tried to linger
at the entrance, watching the women they
passed out. His friend was hardly so patient,
and reminded him of the table dhote they lad
most likely already missed.
II am afraid" he said, your people would
scarcely approve your admiration of the pretty
Holcombe blushed and moved away, and
just as he came out on the sidewalk, a girl in
black passed him slowly, with an anxious, alb
sent look.
By Jove that is pretty face" exclaime ed
Ellice; but the other said nothing. For the
second time he had seen the face he was always
dreaming of. "She looks like an angel" he
thought, land yet she is not even Chris
81 never German Jewess like that"
his friend went on to say. " She looks like o
Spaniard,"
The next day Elice had got an address writ
ten down, and said to Holcombe:
If you care to go with me will go and
look after this lace merchant this morning"
Holcombe's heart gave great throb as he
Zimmerman, 25 Juden strasse"
81 don't know much about laces," he an
swered, but will go with pleasure"
ut feels like going on an ad ven ture, like
this penetrating into the privacy of those
tumble, down dens of the Juden strasse."
Well returned Holcombe quietly, sit does
They rang at the door No. 25, and tho merry,
mischievous face he had seen once ut the win
dow greeted Henry as he entered. They in
quired for Herr Zimmerman.
"Ohi !" said the girl, laughing and looking
astonished, " he is up on the third floor. Shall
!! show you the wayf But he is i'll, and as he
ways"
They went up, guided by the laughing girl,
who ratified on as she preceded them.
gentlemen like you most often inquire for
us, for my father, 1 mean, and no one ever
comes to see old Zimmerman except some
wrinkied old ladies, aud heaven knows how
Cney ma MIN out ana as to Herr Lowen berg,
he is stranger and has no friends"
The two young men then knew that she was
the money-lender's daughter, aud Holcombe
thought his dream companion must bear tho
name of Lowenberg.
But is not Zimmerman rich old mer-
chant, and is he not wellknown in the town Z"
asked Ellice. "My landlady named him at
once when / asked for laces."
ooh! yes; rich he is; rich that he won't
sell generally but then Englishman is an
other thingl He lives like a rat in hole, and
starves himself"
By this time they had reached the door of
the miser's room q low, subdued voice was
heard within reading.
Their knock was answered by NOISE of light
footsteps, and the door was drawn ajar by some
one inside.
"Rachel, what is itH You know Herr Zim-
hermann is ILL.,"
!. Holo0pbe knew that voice must belong to
the girl he had never forgotten. Just then the
light from the door fell upon the men in the |
narrow passage, and the slight fig
ure drew back little.
They want to buy"
To-day, Racheli 1t Is the Sabbath"
Rachel shrugged her shoulders, and Elice
stepped forward.
a. beg your pardon. forgot that But