The Southern Israelite. (Augusta, Ga.) 1925-1986, October 04, 1929, Image 50

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Faye 50 The Southern Israelite New Year Greeting from Wft 25anner=tf)eralt) ATHENS, GA. >.»'•„ v > v K !*V* To Our Jewish Friends Greetings To Our Many Jewish Friends For a Happy and Prosperous New Year J. SWANTON IVY DODGE BROTHERS MOTOR CARS GRAHAM BROTHERS TRUCKS ATHENS, (.A. FROM THE FRYING PAN INTO THE FIRE (Continued from Page 45) his heirs maintained to his memory, was smiling down upon him and that the gilded letters on the velvet cur tain of the ark were saying: “We are witnesses." Chapter 9. Agitation and confusion mixed with terrified voices of men and women filled the Jewish Quarter. From every house half dressed persons were hastily running into the street, yell ing! “Givalt, Givalt!" “What has happened?” one asked the other, not understanding the cause of the excitement. “What has happened ?" “I don’t know. Perhaps there is a fire somewhere,” was the answer. Be fore the man had time to say another word, he was dragged along by a mob of men and women pushing their way up the street. “Fire! Fire!” cried the man who heard the words from his neighbor, and the yell of terror was taken up in turn by others. “Fire! Help, fire! The town is on fire! Help!” Such cries came from everywhere. “Where is the fire?” But no one could answer the ques tion. Everyone who could run, ran as fast as his legs could carry him. The cries for help attracted Reb Benzion and he rushed out of the Synagogue. He asked the first man who came along: “Where is the fire?” The person thus addressed, instead of answering, turned deathly pale and fell on the sidewalk in a faint. Men and women in their excitement be came still, more frightened when they saw a man lying unconscious on the street. Those who approached the spot in order to help the prostrate man, were horrified to behold near him Reb Benzion, whom they thought dead. “The dead Benzion is here His ghost has come back!” Benzion could bear it no longer. He mustered all his strength to explain, but instead he broke down and began to weep piteously. “It is he and no other,” he heard some one say. “I do not care what any one may say about his being dead, I am sure it is he and no other. He lives, too. I can see it.” Before Benzion could see who was saying these words, Sigmund was standing before him with outstretched hands. “Sholom Aleichem,” called young man. “Thank God that only a rumor." °ut the it Wi« In his joy Benzion embraced Si* mund and covered him with kiaJ, while he said: “You have saved me. You are im liberator, my benefactor. You have saved me from death, from insanity —you whom I have calumniated io miserably. But I shall make amends for my misdeeds. I thank God f or sending you to me in my hour of dis tress. What haven’t I lived through since last night! The torments of Hell are like child-play compared with what I suffered. What shall 1 do now’ Stand by me, advise me. . “Calm yourself. Everything will be all right. You are the victim of a base intrigue. It will be straightened out.” “Will you take me to my wife and children? Before long you too shall be one of my children. I have pledged myself to it." “I am already that which you de sire me to become. The intrigue—” “The intrigue—has it gone so far? But perhaps this is God’s will, too. Take me to my wife and children But how will we keep the people from running when they see me ? How shall we do it?" “Everything will be well in time. But first, let us go to my home. You will wait outside for a few minutes so that I may prepare Esterka for the surprise. Meanwhile the mob will disperse, too—" “I shall do everything you ask of me." They were soon near Sigmund’s home. The younger man entered, while the elder remained outside. A few minutes later Esterka embraced her father shedding tears of joy. Chapter 10. The sorely tried Benzion was sor row stricken when he came home and saw the many changes which had taken place during his absence. The house where he and his family hao formerly lived was now a Home for the Aged and Infirm; his wealth had been divided among his children, and large sums of money had been placed in the hands of heads of various com munal institutions. His sorrow this time was, it must be admitted, to his credit, mixed with a regret that hi w'as unable to put into practice t e good resolutions he had made, k (Continued on Next Page) New Year's Greetings from (then's Oldest Automobile Dealer C. A. Trussell Motor Co* ATHENS, GA.