The times and democrat. [volume] (Orangeburg, S.C.) 1881-current, 1886-08-05

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sea. When the rabbi is on his way to
female face. Yes, ladies, however beauti-
full you are, however passionately loved
not one of you is really worth a copper.
Ahl how much pity this young
man, who can no longer hope TO
escape the torments which await him!
Pity him, and why? The question seems
important! Is it because this reputa-
ton given to woman is true? l say no!
And am going to prove 1t to you forth
with. I am sure the women are all going
to be fervently grateful to me! Woman
was created from one Of Adams ribs, was
she not? If one of mans ribs, only one,
mind you! is so bad, have every right TO
affirm, the whole man must be much
more bad than one of his ribs"
"What! that little Abrahamek has tai
ent for poetry, too!" I exclaimed, while all
around me reared with laughter, ,eand the
women, and the pretty girls whose eyes
glowed like charcoal, were applaudlng the
amiable jester with their most gracious
smiles.
Next day again met my tailor on the
imperial highway. He was driving
troika in which two ladies Of rank were
seated The vehicle shot by as quickly as
m arrow. It was fantastic spectacle TO
watch that puny little man, with his
skinny AIMS, driving the frail vehicle and
checking those fiery horses-one moment
turning to avoid an enormous hole, ut an.
other grazing the very edge of steep
precipice, or passing deftly between TWO
immense mud-puddles. The tolka was
executing veritable egg-dance.
aAbrahamek!" cried out, though you
had no other talent whatever, you are at
all events an admirable driver! What a
pity have no carriage and horses OF my
own"
If he heard any compliment, he was not
disconnected by it in the least; for he
merely nodded his curly head to me, with
! q proudly dignified salute of recognition.
Onsthe Sunday following I found to-
tally different Abrahamek outside the
city, at one of the suburban villages. 1t
was in q tavern where some peasants were
having dance. This time I saw none of
the serious calm OF the painter, none OF
the wild gayety of the wedding-jcst
none of the grand style of the fast'driver.
Abrahnmek was evidently suffering from
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Gle moved in his FACET was rigid us mar
ble There was no perceptible trembling
of his eyelids, yet his tears were falling
continually; not always streaming, now
ever, down his wan cheeks. They also
dripped, bitter, dolorous, and us if mingled
with harmony, from the surface OF the
cymbals before which he was seated, and
which he kept tapping with two little
drum-sticks covered with greasy leather
tapping sometimes gently, in caressing
way-as if coaxing petted child; then,
again, strongly, furiously, as if Furnishing
some scolding wife with Il good drubbing.
The other instruments were shrleking,
rumbling, moaning around him, like. a
menagere before feeding time; and the
heavily booted peasants jumped about un-
couthly in the dance, and peasant-women
with them, in one great whirl of petticoats
and plated hair. And all this in cloud
of dust, smelling of garlic, brandy, and
new sheepskin.
Abrahamek was wholly unimpressed by
it: with set lips and glistening eyes, he
noted nothing except the melancholy tones
which the plaintive cymbals were sending
through his very soul. He was at that
moment an artist; and God knows what
celestial harmonies he was hearing in his
dreamsi. A supernatural harmony as
suredly, for his face was lighted as by 9,
radiance from above. "The d
said to myself, L&.Abra b. n a}s- HtusItian
too! And what soul of fire he has in
that apparently insignificant little body OF
hist" ~"
NY Abrahamek thus continued to paint,
to drive, to compose farcical rhymes, TO
play music, and my clothes were not forth
coming! had no choice but to call IN
person on Abrahamek, and see how mat
ters were progressing.
The pretty little house he occupied, and
in which he had opened his taiior's-shop,
belonged to him. 1t had come to him rs
part of his wife's dowry. He himself had
begun life as poor Talmudic scholar;
and he still preferred to hold scholastic
disquisitions with his old fellow-students
than to make frockcoats and uniforms.
When went in, found him sitting
cross-legged on q big table, and sewing
away with furious zeal
"You see I'm working at It," he cried:
Tomorrow I'll have it all ready"
"Well, should say it was high time"
"High time! Why, have Inot got the coat
already done? Veigele, where is that
coat? I want to let you see it. Feigele"
was curious to see this mans wife
She came in. A brunette of medium
height, quite plump, with features adora-
bly, sauve as those of the wife of Ahas-
erus. whose witchery proved mighty
enou gh to bring wretched Haman to Othe
scaffold. She wore a little jacket of red
fire velvet, lined and trimmed with black
rabbit fur, and Jewish diadem OF gold,
sparkling with jewels, whose brilliancy
and color could not vie with the dazzling
splendor of her eyes and the satiny fresh
ness of her complexion. Her round white
arms as they protruded from the soft,
fur, seemed chiseled out of Greek marble.
She saluted me with mischievous smile,
and walked directly to her husband.
"What do you want now!" she began, i'll
quick impatient tone, like little queen
| disturbed in the midst of some highly i'm
portant occupation.
"The young master wants to see his