Yiddish Tales Part 45
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"What can be done?" and the Ginzburgs wrung their hands.
"Hus.h.!.+ Nothing! Bring some hot water, bottles of hot water!--Champagne!--Where is the medicine? Quick!" commanded the doctor.
Everything was to hand and ready in an instant.
The doctor began to busy himself with the child, the parents stood by pale as death.
"Well," asked Dobe, "what?"
"We shall soon know," said the doctor.
Ginzburg looked round, glided like a shadow into a corner of the room, and lit the little lamp that stood there.
"What is that for?" asked Dobe, in a fright.
"Nothing, Yohrzeit--my mother's," he answered in a strange voice, and his hands never ceased trembling.
"Your child will live," said the doctor, and father and mother fell upon the child's bed with their faces, and wept.
The flame in the lamp burnt brighter and brighter.
SLACK TIMES THEY SLEEP
Despite the fact of the winter nights being long and dark as the Jewish exile, the Breklins go to bed at dusk.
But you may as well know that when it is dusk outside in the street, the Breklins are already "way on" in the night, because they live in a bas.e.m.e.nt, separated from the rest of the world by an air-shaft, and when the sun gathers his beams round him before setting, the first to be summoned are those down the Breklins' shaft, because of the time required for them to struggle out again.
The same thing in the morning, only reversed. People don't usually get up, if they can help it, before it is really light, and so it comes to pa.s.s that when other people have left their beds, and are going about their business, the Breklins are still asleep and making the long, long night longer yet.
If you ask me, "How is it they don't wear their sides out with lying in bed?" I shall reply: They _do_ rise with aching sides, and if you say, "How can people be so lazy?" I can tell you, They don't do it out of laziness, and they lie awake a great part of the time.
What's the good of lying in bed if one isn't asleep?
There you have it in a nutsh.e.l.l--it's a question of the economic conditions. The Breklins are very poor, their life is a never-ending struggle with poverty, and they have come to the conclusion that the cheapest way of waging it, and especially in winter, is to lie in bed under a great heap of old clothes and rags of every description.
Breklin is a house-painter, and from Christmas to Purim (I beg to distinguis.h.!.+) work is dreadfully slack. When you're not earning a crooked penny, what are you to do?
In the first place, you must live on "cash," that is, on the few dollars sc.r.a.ped together and put by during the "season," and in the second place, you must cut down your domestic expenses, otherwise the money won't hold out, and then you might as well keep your teeth in a drawer.
But you may neither eat nor drink, nor live at all to mention--if it's winter, the money goes all the same: it's bitterly cold, and you can't do without the stove, and the nights are long, and you want a lamp.
And the Breklins saw that their money would _not_ hold out till Purim--that their Fast of Esther would be too long. Coal was beyond them, and kerosene as dear as wine, and yet how could they possibly spend less? How could they do without a fire when it was so cold?
Without a lamp when it was so dark? And the Breklins had an "idea"!
Why sit up at night and watch the stove and the lamp burning away their money, when they might get into bed, bury themselves in rags, and defy both poverty and cold? There is nothing in particular to do, anyhow.
What should there be, a long winter evening through? Nothing! They only sat and poured out the bitterness in their heart one upon the other, quarrelled, and scolded. They could do that in bed just as well, and save firing and light into the bargain.
So, at the first approach of darkness, the bed was made ready for Mr.
Breklin, and his wife put to sleep their only, three-year-old child.
Avremele did not understand why he was put to bed so early, but he asked no questions. The room began to feel cold, and the poor little thing was glad to nestle deep into the bedcoverings.
The lamp and the fire were extinguished, the stove would soon go out of itself, and the Breklin family slept.
They slept, and fought against poverty by lying in bed.
It was waging cheap warfare.
Having had his first sleep out, Breklin turns to his wife:
"What do you suppose the time to be now, Yudith?"
Yudith listens attentively.
"It must be past eight o'clock," she says.
"What makes you think so?" asks Breklin.
"Don't you hear the clatter of knives and forks? Well-to-do folk are having supper."
"We also used to have supper about this time, in the Tsisin," said Breklin, and he gave a deep sigh of longing.
"We shall soon forget the good times altogether," says Yudith, and husband and wife set sail once more for the land of dreams.
A few hours later Breklin wakes with a groan.
"What is the matter?" inquires Yudith.
"My sides ache with lying."
"Mine, too," says Yudith, and they both begin yawning.
"What o'clock would it be now?" wonders Breklin, and Yudith listens again.
"About ten o'clock," she tells him.
"No later? I don't believe it. It must be a great deal later than that."
"Well, listen for yourself," persists Yudith, "and you'll hear the housekeeper upstairs scolding somebody. She's putting out the gas in the hall."
"Oi, weh is mir! How the night drags!" sighs Breklin, and turns over onto his other side.
Yudith goes on talking, but as much to herself as to him:
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