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A young chambermaid passed through the room, and Shiphrah stopped her long enough to introduce me and to command her to look after me as if I were one of the family "even better." THE spacious sitting-room was used as a breakfast-room as well. It was in this room, on the enormous green sofa, that my bed was made for the night. It was by far the most comfortable bed I had ever slept in
"I want you to build him up. Fatten him up like a Passover goose. Do you hear?" The servant, a tall, spare woman, with an extremely dark face tinged with blue, began by darting hostile glances at me "Look at the way she is staring at him!" Shiphrah growled. "He is the son of the woman who was murdered at the Horse-market." The old servant started. "Is he?" she said, aghast "Are you pleased now?
Naphtali, speaking in his hoarse whisper, half in jest, half in earnest, made me repeat my promise to send him a "ship ticket" from America. I promised everything that was asked of me. My head was swimming While the first bell was sounding for the passengers to board the train, Shiphrah rushed in, puffing for breath. I looked at the door to see if Matilda was not following her. She was not.
Matilda's family being one of the "upper ten" in our town, its members were frequently the subject of envious gossip, and so I had known a good deal about them even before Shiphrah befriended me. I had heard, also, that Matilda was very pretty. That she was well dressed went without saying All this both fascinated and cowed me Suddenly Shiphrah paused, as though bethinking herself of something.
And the king of Egypt spake to the Hebrew midwives, of which the name of the one was Shiphrah, and the name of the other Puah: And he said, When ye do the office of a midwife to the Hebrew women, and see them upon the stools; if it be a son, then ye shall kill him: but if it be a daughter, then she shall live.
I was restless, sleepless, and finally, when I caught a slight cold, my health broke down so completely that I had to be taken to the hospital. Shiphrah visited me every day, calling me poor orphan boy and quarreling with the superintendent over me. One afternoon, after I had been discharged, when she saw me at the synagogue, feeble and emaciated, she gasped
Be not surprised when I say such wicked laws ought to be no barrier in the way of your duty, and I appeal to the Bible to prove this position. What was the conduct of Shiphrah and Puah, when the king of Egypt issued his cruel mandate, with regard to the Hebrew children? "They feared God, and did not as the King of Egypt commanded them, but saved the men children alive."
I thought of approaching Shiphrah, but the idea of her helping me abandon my Talmud and go to live in a godless country seemed preposterous. So I began by saving the small allowance which I received from her and by selling some of the clothes and food she brought me.
Don't lose heart, my boy." I ran over to Naphtali's place. We talked of Shiphrah and her children at least I did. He asked about Matilda, and I answered reluctantly. Now and again I felt impelled to tell him all. It would have been such a relief to ease my mind of its cruel burden and to hear somebody's, anybody's opinion about it.
Less than a minute later she turned around and crossed over to her mother's side She was small, but well made, and her movements were brisk, firm, elastic "Come on, mother, there's something I want to tell you," she said, a jerk of her curly head indicating the adjoining room "I have no secrets," Shiphrah growled. "What do you want?"
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