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They're worth double. Oh, what a beautiful Yomtov we shall have!"
The fish was deposited at Milly's house, which was brightly illuminated and seemed to poor Esther a magnificent palace of light and luxury. Malka's own house, diagonally across the Square, was dark and gloomy. The two families being at peace, Milly's house was the headquarters of the clan and the clothes-brush. Everybody was home for Yomtov.
"How dare you come to-night?" she began, but the sentence died on her lips. "How hot your face is," he said, dinting the flesh fondly with his finger, "I see my little girl is glad to have me back." "It's not that. It's the fire. I'm frying fish for Yomtov," she said, with a happy laugh. "And yet you say you're not a good Jewess," he laughed back.
It is better to lie in the dark tomb and not to see the sunlit world than to be a poor man and be compelled to beg for money. I came home, where my family was waiting patiently for my return with bread. I said: 'Good Yomtov, weeping, for they looked scarcely alive, having been without a morsel of food that day. So we tried to sleep, but hunger would not permit it, but demanded his due.
You remember his gifts to the poor six shillings sevenpence each because he was seventy-nine years old and all that. Well, he used to send the pater a basket of fruit every Yomtov. But he used to do that to every Rabbi, all around, and my old man had not the least idea he was the object of special regard till the old chap pegged out. Ah, there's nothing like Torah, after all."
It was bitter to think that a stranger should have the care of my children, and that they should shun me as one shuns a forest-robber. After Yomtov I went to Grunbach, the shipping agent, to see whether my luggage had arrived, as I had understood from Kazelia that it would get here in a month's time. I showed my pawn-ticket, and inquired concerning it.
"As we went from house to house peeping in at the windows, sometimes some of the family would come out and drag us in by force, and make us drink wine and eat cakes. If we did not wish to join in the dancing, but wanted to leave, they would just say 'Shalom' 'go in peace but come again. I can tell you it was jolly, and nowhere else in all the world could Yomtov be kept up as it is here.
I can no longer look upon their sufferings. And the Board answered: 'After Yomtov we will send you back to Russia. 'But meanwhile, I answered, 'the children want food. Whereupon one of the Board struck a bell, and in came a stalwart Angel of Death, who seized me by the arm so that it ached all day, and thrust me through the door.
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