The Jewish advance. (Chicago, Ill.) 1878-1881, 1881-09-02

He called the servant who had now en-
tered the house; but she did not appear,
and remained outside in the kitchen,
where she kept herself busily at work.
For heavens sake, old Miriam beg
ged him, do not disgrace yourself by
going into the kitchen and scolding the
servant. Let Fishele go out and call
her once more"
After while the boy returned and
reported that Anezka was sitting on the
threshold, and had bursted out into
laughing when he had called her for the
second time
What do you now think about yoar
Anezka?' said Joseph, trembling ex-
citedly. He wanted to appear calm,
but rage, hunger, and the tortures with
which had harrassed his soul on that
day. prognosticated a terrible storm.
DO [ know what has happened?'
sighed the old woman; she is not the
same girl any more. But by force you
will not succeed with her. Let me speak
to her
Would she dare to act in this way"
said Joseph, angrily, "if she were not
with the Jew? The commonest peasant
would have nearly killed her; but I, [
must stand that from peasant girl who
these ten years has lived in my house!
Are Mey not strong and powerful?"
These words, uttered with suppressed
anger, were suddenly interrupted by
loud, merry song from the kitchen.
Joseph clenched his fist furiously; he
turned deadly pale. Some one has in
stieated her, and [ know who" he said,
with dreadful coolness, but she shall
not escape alive out of my hand.
He made hasty movement toward
the door, but Miriam raised herself in
her bed with all the power of will, and
called the servants name with such a
loud cry, that Joseph was startled and
stood still.
A moment afterwards Anezka entered
the room. In tone Of kind reproach
old Miriam cried out:
''Anezka, my love, what is the matter
with you? You are so changed to-day
that [ can not recognize you any more.
You who formerl y were so kind, so true
and so faithful, have all at once become
another girl? Why do you not confde
me what grief oppresses your heart, what
burden weighs upon your soul, why do
you cause me to suffer for it?''
The trembling tone of this voice
seemed deeply to impress the servant; a
convulsive movement Of her body indi-
Gated the inward struggle of her soul.
With her eyes cast down she made few
steps towards the bed of the grand
mother, as if she was going to ask her
pardon. Then she whispered, but in
such tone that every one in the room
could hear it, Il am no longer your SER
want; tomorrow morning [ shall leave
your house.
''Anezka!" cried Miriam, frightened,
stretching out her trembling hand to-
wards the servant. you do not want to
stay with us any longer? DO you find
in the whole world better place than
with us? Can child of the house be
better treated than you?"
Il know all that, grandmother, said
the servant, with her eyes fixed to the
floor. Il all that, and shall always
know it. but [ dare no longer stay
with you, not an hour longer.
Atthesc words Joseph could no longer
check the rage that was burning in his
breast. With hasty bound he stood
by the side Of the servant.
You dare no longer stay with us, he
cried, his mouth foaming with rage, and
he seized the girl by her shoulder: You
dare no longer be our servant? Now
you tell me quickly who instigated you,
for that idea did not spring up in your
head.
With fearful cry Anezlla tore her