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come with emotion and unable to utter a word, but silence was the more expressive of his feelings, which they well understood.

When he shook hands with Golda and raised her fingers to his lips, a vibration of deeper intensity passed through them both which each instinctively knew was felt by the other.

Shebsl reached home just in time to close with filial love the eyes of his mother, who peacefully passed away in his arms. The pulsations of his heart, against which her head rested, and his words of love were sweetest cadence to a joyless life. The first act of Shebsl after the last sad rites had been said and the remains of his mother laid to rest beside those of his father was to notify the Pogoda family. A letter received from them during the "Shivah " first seven days of mourning was full of comforting words of sympathy. Ozerkof now held no ties which could bind him

there, but awakened within him only the saddest recollections. Hence it was but natural that on the first day after “Shivah" he should take up his journey again for the land of promise. It was with a sad heart, however, that he thought of his blighted hope that his mother would share with him the bliss of freedom in the new world. And in thinking of the new life that lay before him, a picture always rose before his vision that, try as he would, he could not banish. The land beyond the sea, which for months had constantly occupied his thoughts by day and had been the subject of his dreams by night, struggled with this new vision, both gradually converging and finally becoming inseparable in his mind. The question as to whether or not he should go via Kalisz in order to take leave of the Pogoda's, to whom he was so greatly indebted, was soon decided. The desire to behold Golda's beautiful face

and to listen to her enchanting voice, became stronger with each reflection.

"I know not why the announcement of his coming so agitates me," argued Golda with herself. "But has not a strange feeling pervaded my soul since he left us - a feeling which has kept him constantly in my thoughts, recalling to my fantasy his features, words, and movements? Is it his sad experience which has aroused my sympathy for him to such a degree? No, it is also my admiration of his learning his love and craving for liberty. But why should the thought of his going to America so disturb me?" At this juncture Golda had to confess to herself that her admiration and respect for Shebsl Pravnik had ripened in her warm heart into a feeling deeper than either of these.

A mother's heart is so closely interwoven with that of her child that they are not far from being one. Mrs. Pogoda had, even

before Golda herself, divined her daughter's feelings toward Pravnik and now called her husband's attention to what she believed to be true.

Great indeed was the pleasure which the presence of Shebsl Pravnik afforded the Pogoda's. Their house, always a place of harmony and of happiness, was adorned by the presence of one who daily grew in their esteem and love, for which he had laid the foundation on the "Seder" night. Love, the first wireless telegraphy, swifter than words can express, set into communication one loving heart with another and all the parents as well as the young people -were convinced of each other's integrity and holy purpose, and looked upon the arrest of Shebsl Pravnik, yea even upon that of Reb Simche, as God's destiny.

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Reb Simche, who had amassed considerable fortune during his business career,

shortly after the marriage of his only child decided to free himself from all business cares. With his advance in years, he more and more keenly felt the barbaric treatment of his brethren. Moreover, knowing that his son-in-law only suppressed his ardent desire of going to America on account of consideration for his daughter, rather than for the family, deeming it too great a sacrifice to accept, he soon after completed arrangements and all four left for the coveted land. At the next "Seder " they in reality celebrated "M'abdooth L'cherooth" from slavery to freedom.

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