Delaware gazette and state journal. (Wilmington, Del.) 1883-1902, 1893-08-10

ais utN blOuAht llNtlN HiNoNhi9f
they told her of the celebrations, the
feasts and the fasts down In the Ghetto,
and she dilated on the way oil religious
rites were observed in the hospital, One
of her great-grandchildren brought her
a pair OF amethyst ear rings, with long
pendants, and these she wore with great
pride on festive days. She regarded me
exactly as slaye-owner might slave,
and at intervals berated me and compli.
mented me, but continually reminded
mo of one fact, that it was who had
brought her to the hospital. had got
ten to know the grandmother so well,
that did not mind this, because uudcr-
lying it ell believed there was strong
affections for me, for it is curious fact
that those who love us the most find the
most fault with us. Oddly enough, they
count it one of the privileges of love.
RECALLING Welded BLISS.
The other day / was sent for in a
great hurry by the doctor. He thought
the grandmother was dying. She knew
me when got there, but she placed me
away back in her life in Poland, and
she said; "You came to my wedding;
wasn't it beautiful canopyG And
think of the four handsome young boys
who upheld the poles; my frock was so
fine, and Israel looked so happy. II is
not true that my big dowry got him for
me. The shatchen said he did not care
for Esther. Why should he? She didn't
have as fine color in her checks, nor
as great eyes as mine, and sometimes |
think she would not have held him to
his faith su closely. Do you remember
the dance afterwards How she wanted
TO dance with Israel, and how she tried
to make me think that Israel wanted to
dance with herr He loved nobody but
meme. Then, when l bore him big,
brave son, aud another, and another,
how could he love anybody better than
the mother Of his childrenY Then came
the war, and everything was taken
from us, and we came to this God
forsaken country, and my daughter was
born here, and Israel would have his
way and named her Esther, and never
loved her-never. She looked like that
other Esther, that one who lies sick in
the hospital, pale, with her dark hair
growing low on her forehead. Are you
Esther? She went away. | never
knew where she went didn't care,
but her father searched for her and he
could not find her. Who said | was
alone to.dayp am not; Israel is here"
And she put her hand on the doctors
arm. And Esther" and she touched
my hair, sand my big boys are stand
ing around me. Yes, light the shabbos
(Sobbath) candles as early as you can,
and keep them lighted as long as posi-
BILE, to give the poor souls In hell rest.
Who is there None of mine. My
people always chung to the faith of their
fathers, and in their old age he will not
desert them"
She was growing weaker and weaker.
A ,pious nurse was saying a prayer for
the dying beside her. Her eyes opened;
she caught site Of the rose in my belt;
she grasped for it, and | handed it to
her. Her face lighted up, and she said
| in a strong voice that was yet tender:
"Israel always loved white roses" why?
White roses-did they bring TO him
thoughts of that white face of Esther ?
He should have loved red roses. They
would have looked like me. Go, I'll
have none of you" She threw the
white rose from her, and by curious
fate 1t fell on the bed of the woman next
to her, the Esther of whom she was SO
| jealous. Weaker and weaker grew hel
voice, and clinging TO the doctor, whom
she called Israel, she continued plant
lively: perhaps, If l had loved my
daughter, Esther, / should not be dying
alone, though l am not alone when ]
have you, but l mean without a woman
of my own blood near me. Where has
she gone? Has she broken bread with
unbelieversg Thou wilt say prayer
for her, my Israel. Thou hast always
loved me. Say it again and again
Never another woman, only me-"
And then her breath ceased. Rever.
emily the sheet was drawn over her face
and as we walked away from her, the
woman in the next bed called out; "Ah
Israel, he always loved me; he nevel
would have married her but for the biz
dowry."
And said to the doctor: slow ole
is lover" And he answered: at nevel
dies"
And / asked, GLOW old is jealousy )
And he answered: las old as love-"
And the next day there was grea
grievlng in Hester street, because thu
grandmother was dead. And many
family sat in sackcloth and ashes, anC
grieved for her, who had never believed
that death could come to her, becaus,
she was so old.
And yet, my friends, he cometh like
thief in the night, and taketh ava,
sometimes the young and sometimes tn
old, but always he is unexpected. How
are we TO be ready for him? Best of al
with our hearts, full of love-that per
feet love, which unlike the grand
mothers is without faint of jealousy
Are you ready my friend2 Bah.