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Updated: May 25, 2025
How Zachariah Shallum, Menahem Pekahiah And Pekah Took The Government Over The Israelites; And How Pul And Tiglath-Pileser Made An Expedition Against The Israelites. How Jotham, The Son Of Uzziah Reigned Over The Tribe Of Judah; And What Things Nahum Prophesied Against The Assyrians.
You have only to talk to my hump-backed gardener Gibbus, or listen to what he says. When he is sitting with the rest of our people in an evening, they all laugh as soon as he opens his mouth. And why? Because his conformation makes him utter nothing but paradoxes. You know what they are?" "Certainly." "And you, Pul?" "No, Father."
Thence it is a day's journey to Benevento, which is a city situated between the sea-coast and a mountain, and possessing a community of about 200 Jews. At their head are R. Kalonymus, R. Zarach, and R. Abraham. From there it is two days' journey to Melfi in the country of Apulia, which is the land of Pul , where about 200 Jews reside, at their head being R. Achimaaz, R. Nathan, and R. Isaac.
He wants to see her die, he wishes her to be dead; I know it, he even wishes it! Did you hear him, Pul, he would be glad if the messenger's horse went lame before he could save her? And now she is my Orion's betrothed I always meant them for each other and they want to kill him, too, but they shall not, if there is still a God of justice in heaven!
Aromatic odors filled the garden, and rural silence; every object shone in golden glory, even the black back of the negro working at the water-wheel, and the white and yellow skin of the ox; while the clear voices of the choir of nuns thrilled through the convent-grove. Pul listened, turning her face to meet it, and crossing her arms over her heart.
Then she added aloud: "I need not beg you to remember me lovingly; thanks to you both the warmest, deepest thanks for all. . . . You, Pul. . . ." And she clasped the mother and daughter to her bosom, while Mary, clinging to her, hid her little face in her skirts, weeping bitterly. . . . "You, Dame Joanna, took me in, a forlorn creature, and made me happy till Fate fell on us all you know, ah! you know too well.
Their daughter Pulcheria, was commonly called "Pul" for short, to save time, excepting when the old man spoke of her by preference as "the poor child."
You must know that my poor child, our Pul, regards you as the most perfect of men and esteems you above all others. You know her and Joanna. Bear witness to your friend that no evil word ever passed the lips of either of them. Far be it from me to advise you, who bear the image of another woman in your heart, to say: marry the child, she is the wife for you.
I have been like a lamb among you through all this misfortune and serious trouble; but there is something more in me than that. You will be quite astonished!" "Nay, nay. Remain what you are," the widow said. "Always and ever full of love for you and Pul. But I am a grand and trusted person now! I have something very important to do for Orion to-morrow. Something Rustem will go with me.
Do you understand?" "Certainly," said Paula. "And you, Pul?" "I am not quite sure. I should be better pleased to be simply told: "We ought not to have made such flattering speeches; they may vex a young girl." "Very good, my straightforward child," laughed her father. "But look, there is the man! Here, good Gibbus come here!
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