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The friends bade each other a hasty good-night, and not another word was spoken concerning the discussion. "Uncle," said Mendel, as he was about to retire, "is not Harretzki a very wise man?" "My boy," replied his uncle; "our rabbis say, 'Much speech much folly." Philip remained in Kief about two weeks, during which time he was hospitably entertained by the leaders of the Jewish community.
"How should I know?" "Guess." "I might guess from now until the coming of Meschiach and still not be right." "Pesach Harretzki, your cousin and old admirer." Miriam sank into a chair and a smile rippled over her pretty features. "Pesach Harretzki here? When did he arrive?" "To-day. This morning. Itzig Maier, who knows all the news in town, has just told me.
But that is all over now!" and he turned with a sigh to meet other friends. He recollected every man and woman in Kief; moreover, he had a kind word and pretty compliment for each and the worthy people returned home more than ever impressed with the true excellence of Pesach Harretzki. Such was Bensef's remark to his wife, as they wended their way homeward.
Pesach Harretzki was one of those perverse lads that one meets occasionally in a Hebrew community, who, feeling the wild impulse of youth in every vein, throws over the holy traditions of his forefathers and follows rather the promptings of his own heart than that happiness which can only be found in a firm adherence to the law and its precepts.
The Rabbi remembered with a smile how carefully he had concealed the precious volumes which Pesach Harretzki had given him, how furtively he had carried them into his bed that he might read them undetected. How different now was the condition of things!
I cannot attempt, my dear children, to describe the feelings of joy and gratitude with which I read your letter. God be praised for his love and goodness. I will write to Pesach Harretzki at once. Whatever I am or have been I owe to the inspiration of those two books he gave me. I am sorry to disappoint you, my dear ones, by not accepting your invitation to come to America.
Its confinement makes it but sparkle the more after it has once acquired its freedom. Is not the mind of man like this river? Can you confine it and prevent its onward course?" The Rabbi gazed with looks of mingled astonishment and admiration upon the boy at his side. The boy continued: "I would become wise like you and Pesach Harretzki.
About six months ago we met an old gentleman, named Pesach Harretzki, or, as he calls himself, Philip Harris. He is a large manufacturer of cloth, and had business transactions with the factory in which Joseph was employed.
I would acquire the art of reading other works besides our ancient folios. Rabbi, will you teach me?" "Has Harretzki been putting these new ideas into your head?" asked the old man. "No; they were there before he came.
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