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Updated: June 27, 2025
"Kalman!" she cried with a joyous note in her voice. "Hello! Elizabeth Ketzel, what do you want?" answered the boy, pulling up panting. "Will you be singing to-night?" asked the little girl timidly. "Sure, I will," replied the lad, who had already mastered in the school of the streets the intricacies of the Canadian vernacular. "I wish I could come and listen."
Simon Ketzel he sent for, and with him held long converse, with the result that he was able to secure for his defence the services of O'Hara, the leading criminal lawyer of Western Canada. There appeared to be no lack of money, and all that money could do was done. The case began to excite considerable interest, not only in the city, but throughout the whole country.
It was through Simon Ketzel that deliverance came, or rather through Simon's guest, who, learning that the beer was like to fail, passed Simon a bill, saying, "It would be sad if disgrace should come to your friends. Let there be plenty of beer. Buy what is necessary and keep the rest in payment for my lodging. And of my part in this not a word to any man."
As for Simon Ketzel, he found himself at once upon the very crest of a wave of popularity, for through the driver of the dray it became known that it was Simon that had come so splendidly to the rescue.
Suspicion naturally fell upon Simon Ketzel and Joseph Pinkas, but after the most searching investigation they were released and Winnipeg went back to its ways and forgot.
"Permit them to remain for a few moments," said Kalmar, recovering the even tone of his voice with a tremendous effort. "Now, Simon Ketzel," he said, turning back to the man who stood waiting him in fear, "what is your answer?" Simon took his hand and kissed it. "I will serve you with my money, with my life. I am all Russian here," smiting on his breast, "I cannot forget my countrymen in bondage.
It was Jacob himself, standing in the door, wet with sweat, flushed with dancing and exhilarated with the beer and with all the ardours of his wedding day. For that day at least, Jacob owned the world. "What?" he cried, "is it my friend Simon Ketzel and my friend Joseph Pinkas?"
"I send my love to Simon Ketzel and Lena and Margaret, and you tell Mrs. French I do not forget that I owe all I have here to her. Tell her I wish I could do something for her. Nothing would be too hard. "I kiss this paper for you, my dear sister, my beloved Irma. "Your loving and faithful brother, "Kalman."
"We are ready," he said quietly to the guard who stood near by. The boy passed out, and gave his hand to Paulina, who stood waiting for him. "Simon Ketzel," said Kalmar, as he bade him farewell, "you will befriend my boy?" "Master, brother," said Simon, "I will serve your children with my life." He knelt, kissed the prisoner's hand, and went out.
There were many churches in the city rich in good work, with many committees that met to confer and report, but there was not yet one whose special duty it was to confer and to report upon the unhappy and struggling and unsavoury foreigner within their city gate. Yes, there was one. It was through Margaret Ketzel that Parsons got his first hold of Paulina, by getting hold of her little girl Irma.
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