Part 98 (2/2)

”Oh yes, surely he will,” said Esther. ”But be comforted. Levi is young and strong. Let us hope he will pull through.”

”No, no!” moaned the Rebbitzin. ”He will die, and my husband will but read the psalms at his death-bed. He will not forgive him; he will not speak to him of his mother and sister.”

”Let _me_ go. I will give him your messages,” said Esther.

”No, no,” interrupted Hannah. ”What are you to him? Why should you risk infection for our sakes?”

”Go, Hannah, but secretly,” said the Rebbitzin in a wailing whisper.

”Let not thy father see thee till thou arrive; then he will not send thee back. Tell Levi that I--oh, my poor child, my poor lamb!” Sobs overpowered her speech.

”No, mother,” said Hannah quietly, ”thou and I shall go. I will tell father we are accompanying him.”

She left the room, while the Rebbitzin fell weeping and terrified into a chair, and Esther vainly endeavored to soothe her. The Reb was changing his coat when Hannah knocked at the door and called ”Father.”

”Speak not to me, Hannah,” answered the Reb, roughly. ”It is useless.”

Then, as if repentant of his tone, he threw open the door, and pa.s.sed his great trembling hand lovingly over her hair. ”Thou art a good daughter,” he said tenderly. ”Forget that thou hast had a brother.”

”But how can I forget?” she answered him in his own idiom. ”Why should I forget? What hath he done?”

He ceased to smooth her hair--his voice grew sad and stern.

”He hath profaned the Name. He hath lived like a heathen; he dieth like a heathen now. His blasphemy was a by-word in the congregation. I alone knew it not till last Pa.s.sover. He hath brought down my gray hairs in sorrow to the grave.”

”Yes, father, I know,” said Hannah, more gently. ”But he is not all to blame!”

”Thou meanest that I am not guiltless; that I should have kept him at my side?” said the Reb, his voice faltering a little.

”No, father, not that! Levi could not always be a baby. He had to walk alone some day.”

”Yes, and did I not teach him to walk alone?” asked the Reb eagerly. ”My G.o.d, thou canst not say I did not teach him Thy Law, day and night.” He uplifted his eyes in anguished appeal.

”Yes, but he is not all to blame,” she repeated. ”Thy teaching did not reach his soul; he is of another generation, the air is different, his life was cast amid conditions for which the Law doth not allow.”

”Hannah!” Reb Shemuel's accents became harsh and chiding again. ”What sayest thou? The Law of Moses is eternal; it will never be changed. Levi knew G.o.d's commandments, but he followed the desire of his own heart and his own eyes. If G.o.d's Word were obeyed, he should have been stoned with stones. But Heaven itself hath punished him; he will die, for it is ordained that whosoever is stubborn and disobedient, that soul shall surely be cut off from among his people. 'Keep My commandments, that thy days may be long in the land,' G.o.d Himself hath said it. Is it not written: 'Rejoice, O young man, in thy youth, and let thy heart cheer thee in the days of thy youth, and walk in the ways of thine heart and in the sight of thine eyes; but know thou that for all these things the Lord will bring thee into judgment'? But thou, my Hannah,” he started caressing her hair again, ”art a good Jewish maiden. Between Levi and thee there is naught in common. His touch would profane thee. Sadden not thy innocent eyes with the sight of his end. Think of him as one who died in boyhood. My G.o.d! why didst thou not take him then?” He turned away, stifling a sob.

”Father,” she put her hand on his shoulder, ”we will go with thee to Stockbridge--I and the mother.”

He faced her again, stern and rigid.

”Cease thy entreaties. I will go alone.”

”No, we will all go.”

”Hannah,” he said, his voice tremulous with pain and astonishment, ”dost thou, too, set light by thy father?”

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