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Wednesday, November 13, 2019

Embrace brighter shades

Don’t shy away from bold colors — a well-placed pop of pink,

green or yellow can bring the whole outfit together. Of course, black is a must

due to its magical slimming abilities, but don’t allow this to keep you from embracing

the rest of the spectrum!


The more colors you have, the more possibilities for unique

and trendy outfits there are! You don’t have to discard all of your black, grey

and white items — pops of color here and there can suffice. To get started,

consider purchasing smaller items with bright color, like belts, bags, and

shoes. If you’re feeling bolder, splurge for that bright yellow dress (or even

some blue hair dye!).


Get friendly with a seamstress


It’s no secret that clothes tailored to fit your shape and

proportions exactly look far better than the items that aren’t. Though it can

be costly to have each and every item of clothing tailored specifically to you,

you can’t deny how the work of a good tailor can transform your wardrobe from

bargain drab to designer riches.


Consider taking only certain items to your tailor: your work

pants, a few casual dresses, a coat or maybe even a few pairs of high-quality

jeans. Honestly, nothing beats a garment that is perfectly tailored to your

shape.


A seamstress or tailor can easily add darts to your dresses

and skirts to highlight your waist or take a few inches off those pants that

otherwise fit you perfectly. Also, consider asking your tailor to change out

the cheap buttons on your coats and jackets for fancier styles. The end result

will be a luxurious wardrobe of pieces designed just for you.


Pay attention to washing instructions


Making sure you pay attention to the washing and drying

instructions for each item of clothing is a crucial step in ensuring the longevity

of your clothing items and wardrobe as a whole.


Though it seems like a no-duh kind of a statement, it is

surprisingly easy to destroy your beautiful clothes due to carelessness when

cleaning them. A quick look at the label will keep you from spoiling your

delicate new silk top or knit sweater.


Find your own style — and stick to it!


It goes without saying that you are the only fashion guide

you need. Listen to your inner stylist, follow your instincts and wear what

makes you feel good about you!


Find what speaks to you and continue to hone your style with

individual pieces you just love. Eventually, you’ll have the perfect, top-notch

wardrobe you’ve always wanted.

Tuesday, November 12, 2019

THE INCOMPLETE MESNEVI OF FOUR THOUSAND COUPLETS TITLED

“Cihad-i Sultan Suleyman ber Iklim-i Rumili” whose poet is unknown according to the records and catalogues actually belongs to Levhi Efendi. It is about the Hungarian, Belgrade and Rhodes conquests.


Mahü mentioned in one of his works that he wrote a mesnevi called “Şehname-yi Humayun” of seven thousand couplets. Ahdi confirmed the existence of Mahfi’s “Şeh-name” in his works, too. Mahremi’s “Suleymanname” consists of ten thousand couplets. It is about the period between Suleyman’s ascent to the throne and his campaign to Baghdad.


Beyazid II


The same poet wrote a second mesnevi about the campaigns and conquests of Beyazid II. “Fetihname-i Sefer-i Zigetvar” was written by a poet called Merahi. This mesnevi by Merahi which includes eulogies for Suleyman the Lawgiver and Sokullu Mehmed Pasha is the story of the last battle campaign of Suleyman the Lawgiver, Zigatvar (974/1566). Another very long mesnevi of four thousand five hundred couplets on Suleyman the Lawgiver was written by Sena’i. A copy of it, inlaid with gold, was made in 947/1540.


Feth-i Kal’a-i Nova” (The conquest of the Castle Nova) is one of the mesnevis of the second group of historical ones which tell us about various-significant personalities around the Lawgiver Sultan, fighting and endeavoring for him and for the empire.


Nova Castle


“Feth-i Kal’a-i Nova” is about the conquest of Nova Castle under the high command of Barbarossa Hayr-eddin Pasha in 946/1539. The same poet, Muradi, wrote another mesnevi about the battles of Barbarossa (died 953/ 1546) and his brother Oruc Reis called “Fetihname-i Hayr-eddin Pasha.” Written in 930/1524, this mesnevi is made up of ten thousand couplets.


“Fetihname-i Kal’a-i Cerbe” written and completed in 967/1560 by Nidai is about the victory won by the navy of the Ottoman Empire on the North African coast against the Christian fleets.


As far as we know, the poet of the mesnevi written on the adventures of Suleyman’s great sea commander Si-nan Pasha was Galatali Hayreddin Celebi (died 980/1573) whose penname was Nigari. This poem tells us about the victory Sinan Pasha (died 961/1554) won over the Spanish Armada during the conquest of Trablus Garb. Also, “Luc-cetu’l-Ahyar”by Yetimi (died 960/1552) is about the battles of Barbarossa and his brother Oruc Reis.


Source: THE INCOMPLETE MESNEVI OF FOUR THOUSAND COUPLETS TITLED

Monday, November 11, 2019

Accessorize appropriately

Adding accessories should be the last step before completing

any outfit. Ideally, you should plan the clothing items to wear and then pick

out the accessories that complement the colors and style of the outfit. Whether

you opt for simple accessorizing or you tend to put on every item of jewelry

you own, there is a balance needed to accessorize appropriately.


Sometimes, something as simple as a brown leather belt with

a unique buckle is all you need. Other times, decadent necklaces and colorful

bracelets are required to complete the look. Accessories have the power to

completely transform your outfit from the status quo to stunning, so it’s

important to invest in high-quality accessories that have meaning to the

wearer. Stylish shoes, bags, hats, sunglasses, and jewelry are all key to

creating that perfect wardrobe.


Cease the sagging


While there is a time and a place for oversized clothing

items (e.g. oversized, loose-fitting sweaters or boyfriend jeans), the items in

your wardrobe should fit you, above all else. Though it’s great to be able to

experiment with styles, patterns, colors, accessories, layers or different

fits, what matters is that the items are intended for your body type.


There is nothing worse than a pair of shorts or pants that

are intended for a much larger or smaller individual than the individual

wearing them. Keep in mind your body type and proportions when shopping for

pieces and you’ll have that fancy wardrobe in no time.


Don’t buy shoes you can’t walk in


They may be cute, but if you can’t walk in ‘em, don’t buy

‘em! Sure, some shoes need some breaking in and after a while, your blisters

will heal. However, other shoes you should probably just never consider: if you

can’t walk in a super high heel, then you will not enjoy wearing them and

shouldn’t spend your money on them in the first place.


Though towering stilettos possess the power to elongate your

legs and frame, they’re really not worth it if they cause you to topple and

sprain an ankle. Consider wedges or block-heeled shoes instead: these

alternatives are just as classy than the stiletto (and 20 times more

comfortable!)


Wear it multiple ways


When you’re out shopping for new items, consider what items

you already have at home that could pair easily. If you can come up with a

couple of different outfits incorporating the new item, then chances are it’s a

good buy. The golden rule for a great wardrobe is that you should have 3 – 4

top options for each pair of bottoms you have.


The top item (e.g. shirts, blouses, vests) make an item look

new, whereas the bottom item is less noticed by others. So, if you pair the

same top with multiple different pairs of bottoms, chances are people will

notice and think you’ve worn the same thing for 3 days in a row. If, however,

you pair the same bottoms with different tops, you get a whole new outfit every

time you change your top! This way, you can save a lot of money: you don’t have

to buy a new skirt or pair of pants each time you buy a new top!

Sunday, November 10, 2019

Niagara new rocks and islands

James Lane Allen (1849-1925)


James Lane Allen was born near Lexington, Ky., in 1849. He was largely self-educated, and began writing at a comparatively early age. His novels and stories are the expression for the most part of Southern life and character.


King Solomon of Kentucky is a typical story, leisurely, vivid and without obvious artifice. The story is reprinted from the volume Flute and Violin, Century Co., 1891, by permission of the James Lane Allen Estate and the publishers.


King Solomon of Kentucky


It had been a year of strange disturbances a desolating drought, a hurly-burly of destructive tempests, killing frosts in the tender valleys, mortal fevers in the tender homes. Now came tidings that all day the wail of myriads of locusts was heard in the green woods of Virginia and Tennessee; now that Lake Erie was blocked with ice on the very verge of summer, so that in the Niagara new rocks and islands showed their startling faces. In the Blue-grass Region of Kentucky countless caterpillars were crawling over the ripening apple orchards md leaving the trees as stark as when tossed in the thin air of bitter February days.


Then, flying low and heavily through drought and tempest and frost and plague, like the royal presence of disaster, that had been but heralded by its mournful train, came nearer and nearer the dark angel of the pestilence.


M. Xaupi had given a great ball only the night before in the dancing-rooms over the confectionery of M. Giron that M. Giron who made the tall pyramids of meringues and macaroons for wedding suppers, and spun around them a cloud of candied webbing as white and misty as the veil of the bride. It was the opening cotillon party of the summer.


The men came in blue cloth coats with brass buttons, buff waistcoats, and laced and ruffled shirts; the ladies came in white satins with ethereal silk overdresses, embroidered in the figure of a gold beetle or an oak leaf of green. The walls of the ballroom were painted to represent landscapes of blooming orange-trees, set here and there in clustering tubs; and the chandeliers and sconces were lighted with in-numerable wax-candles, yellow and green and rose.


Only the day before, also, Clatterbuck had opened for the summer a new villa-house, six miles out in the country, with a dancing-pavilion in a grove of maples and oaks, a pleasure-boat on a sheet of crystal water, and a cellar stocked with old sherry, Sauterne, and Chateau Margaux wines, with anisette, “Perfect Love,” and Guigholet cordials.


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Saturday, November 9, 2019

It was almost one o’clock in the morning

It was almost one o’clock in the morning

when he heard the guests departing. A little later his mother entered and she

was surprised to find him wide awake. When she kissed him goodnight he was

somewhat dis-turbed by the cigarette odor coming from her mouth. It annoyed him

a bit but he soon fell asleep.


At the breakfast table in the morning,

Irving ap-proached his father with a question.


“Dad, were you ever a witness in court?”


Both parents looked up at the young son in

amazement and the father asked, “What in the world makes you say that?”


Irving, with childhood embarrassment,

answered, “My Hebrew teacher told us that according to Jewish law one who plays

cards does not make a good witness in court.”


Hyman Barwin’s face lit up like fire as he

thundered,


“Is this what he is teaching you? Is it for this that I pay him my good money nothing doing!”


The next morning the teacher Lomansky

received a letter from the enraged father, Barwin, wherein it was said, “Send

me a bill for how much I owe you and for my part you can sweep streets. You’re

not fit to be a teacher.”


HOW TIMES DO CHANGE!


IT WAS the first week after my friend had

received his diploma, which established him as a doctor of medicine. The dream

of years was now to be realized for him. They were hard and difficult

years—hardships and sufferings were endured in order to acquire that piece of

paper on which he was legalized a medical man. To drive a milk wagon on cold

winter mornings and to be eaten up by mosquitoes during vacation time while

picking berries and fruit to make a living and to save a few dollars to pay the

tuition—that had been his lot.


And now I came to congratulate him. Of

course, his office was still very modest. As a matter of fact, friends had

helped him buy a chair and instruments. I noticed a couple of paintings on both

sides of his diploma.


Patients, however, had not yet opened his

door. The doctor’s bell remained still; it had not yet been rung.


I called on my friend, the doctor, a few

weeks later, and while we were in the midst of conversing, the bell rang.


The doctor sprang to his feet and ran to

the door. As he opened it, I heard the wailing of a woman’s voice. “Come,

doctor! Come, quickly, save my child!”

Friday, November 8, 2019

Pharaoh at My Dwelling

One went to tell unto his Majesty, “Two great Persea trees have grown, as a great marvel of his Majesty, in the night by the side of the great gate of his Majesty.” And there was rejoicing for them in all the land, and there were offerings made to them.


And when the days were multiplied after these things, his Majesty was adorned with the blue crown, with garlands of flowers on his neck, and he was upon the chariot of pale gold, and he went out from the palace to behold the Persea trees: the princess also was going out with horses behind his Majesty. And his Majesty sat beneath one of the Persea trees, and it spake thus with his wife: “Oh, thou deceitful one, I am Bata, I am alive, though I have been evilly entreated. I knew who caused the acacia to be cut down by Pharaoh at my dwelling . I then became an ox, and thou causedst that I should be killed.”


Persea trees of Pharaoh


And many days after these things the princess stood at the table of Pharaoh, and the King was pleased with her. And she said to his Majesty, “Swear to me by God, saying, ‘That which the princess shall say to me I will obey it for her.’ ” And he hearkened unto all she said. And he commanded, “Let these two Persea trees be cut down, and let them be made into goodly planks.” And he hearkened unto all she said. And after this his Majesty sent skilful craftsmen, and they cut down the Persea trees of Pharaoh; and the princess, the royal wife, was standing looking on, and they did all that was in her heart unto the trees.


But a chip flew up, and it entered into the mouth of the princess; she swallowed it, and after many days she bore a son. And one went to tell his Majesty, “There is born to thee a son.” And they brought him, and gave to him a nurse and servants; and there were rejoicings in the whole land. And the King sat making a merry day, as they were about the naming of him, and his Majesty loved him exceedingly at that moment, and the King raised him to be the royal son of Kush.


Now after the days had multiplied after these things, his Majesty made him heir of all the land. And many days after that, when he had fulfilled many years as heir, his Majesty flew up to heaven. And the heir said, “Let my great nobles of his Majesty be brought before me, that I may make them to know all that has happened to me.”


And they brought also before him his wife, and he judged with her before him, and they agreed with him. They brought to him his elder brother; he made him hereditary prince in all his land. He was thirty years King of Egypt, and he died, and his elder brother stood in his place on the day of burial.


Excellently finished in peace, for the ka of the scribe of the treasury Kagabu, of the treasury of Pharaoh, and for the scribe Hora, and the scribe Meremapt. Written by the scribe Anena, the owner of this roll. He who speaks against this toll, may Tahuti smite him.


Source: MAJESTY GREAT GATE

Wednesday, November 6, 2019

This is my personal business

“Aha!” he reprimanded his Mary, “I suppose you came here to complain to Ma that I am not a good Jew. How can mother help you? This is my personal business, and besides are you missing anything since you married me?”


“I am missing a lot,” Mary answered. “I am

missing the spirit of God in our home. I am lonesome and I came to your mother

for help. Everybody tells me that she is a good religious Jewish woman. I am

also told that a few years ago she donated an ark to a synagogue.”


Pride and satisfaction appeared on the face

of Gussie Shapiro. “Well, I am glad people still remember my donation to the

synagogue.”


Turning to her Jack, she said, “We are now

going to the cemetery to visit your father, and this time Mary is going with

us.”


“Mother Shapiro, I am very happy to go with

you. Jack’s father is my father.”


The cemetery once again resounded with

Gussie Shapiro’s lamentations.


“Hyman, Hyman, look what you have done to

me. I always told you that I did not care for your insurance. I only wanted

you—you—my dear Hyman. And now you’ve left me all alone except for our banker

and our lawyer who torment me with their investments. Hyman, Hyman, look what

you have done to me!”


Mary was moved by this scene, but Jack

stood by in-differently.


All of a sudden, the mother turned to her

son and thundered, “Jack, I want you to take a vow right here at the grave of

your father that from now on you will go to the synagogue and you will help

Mary make a Jewish home! She is filling your stomach with gefilte fish,

kreplach, and with everything. Now fill her heart with religion. You hear me?

Answer!”


Jack walked closer to the grave of his father. This time he was moved and he broke into tears… He did not say a word.


The two women understood him.


As they entered the automobile, Mary said,

“Don’t worry, Mother, any more. I don’t have to tell you that Jack is always a

man of his word.”


Bitter candy for a number of years Aaron Bass sold bags of candy in the offices of one of the large buildings downtown.


Many people from non-communist countries

are interested what it was like then, in the regime. Let me tell you – it

wasn’t that great fun but it had its positive sides, of course. Come to

Bulgaria for a communist

Bulgaria tour
and check yourselves.


To most of his customers mostly stenographers, bookkeepers, and filing clerks he was known as “Aaron the candy man.”

Balkans and Cuba

Stephen Crane 1871-1900


Crane has only recently received due credit for his stories. True, his Red Badge of Courage made quite a stir in the nineties, but apart from that book, he was not well-known until some four or five years ago. He was a free-lance writer to the end of his short life. His best work is found in his few volumes of short tales, war stories and stories of contemporary life. He was a war-correspondent in the Balkans and Cuba, though he wrote his most striking war stories before he had ever witnessed a battle. He was not a trick-story writer; he was neither facile nor ingenious; his work at its best is the sound product of an honest artist.


This story is from Men, Women, and Boats, published in 1921 by Boni & Liveright, New York. It is here reprinted by permission of Alfred A. Knopf.


A Dark-Brown Dog


A child was standing on a street-corner. He leaned with one shoulder against a high board fence and swayed the other to and fro, the while kicking carelessly at the gravel.


Sunshine beat upon the cobbles, and a lazy summer wind raised yellow dust which trailed in clouds down the avenue. Clattering trucks moved with indistinctness through it. The child stood dreamily gazing. After a time, a little dark-brown dog came trotting with an intent air down the sidewalk. A short rope was dragging from his neck. Occasionally he trod upon the end of it and stumbled.


He stopped opposite the child, and the two regarded each other. The dog hesitated for a moment, but presently he made some little advances with his tail. The child put out his hand and called him. In an apologetic manner the dog came close, and the two had an interchange of friendly pattings and waggles. The dog became more enthusiastic with each moment of the interview, until with his gleeful caperings he threatened to overturn the child. Whereupon the child lifted his hand and struck the dog a blow upon the head.


This thing seemed to overpower and astonish the little dark-brown dog, and wounded him to the heart. He sank down in despair at the child’s feet. When the blow was repeated, together with an admonition in childish sentences, he turned over upon his back, and held his paws in a peculiar manner. At the same time with his ears and his eyes he offered a small prayer to the child.


He looked so comical on his back, and holding his paws peculiarly, that the child was greatly amused and gave him little taps repeatedly, to keep him so. But the little dark-brown dog took this chastisement in the most serious way, and no doubt considered that he had committed some grave crime, for he wriggled contritely and showed his repentance in every way that was in his power. He pleaded with the child and petitioned him, and offered more prayers.


At last the child grew weary of this amusement and turned-toward home. The dog was praying at the time. He lay on his back and turned his eyes upon the retreating form.


Presently he struggled to his feet and started after the child. The latter wandered in a perfunctory way toward his home, stopping at times to investigate various matters. During one of these pauses he discovered the little dark-brown dog who was following him with the air of a footpad.

Tuesday, November 5, 2019

FOUND AND LOST

MR. AND MRS. JACOB ZOLSKY returned this

morning from their summer cottage in a nearby Wisconsin resort.


While they did not have much to unpack,

nevertheless they were busy putting wearing apparel and other items away in the

right places.


“I must say,” Mrs. Zolsky addressed her

husband in a satisfied tone, “that you put it over in a nice way. This was the

first year that I realized what it means to have a rest.”


Her husband grinned:


“Well, something had to be done to keep the

mob away from our cottage.”


“You did it in such a way that one in a

million would not have thought about it, and it worked.”


The story behind their conversation is

this.


The Zolskys are popular in the neighborhood

where they reside. They are known for their kindness and for their cooperation

with all those who need help.


While they appreciated such recognition and

popu-larity when in town, they paid the penalty while summer-ing in their

country cottage.


Most of the week, Jacob Zolsky stayed in

town attending to his business, but he never failed to join his wife and their

three children for weekends.


But alas, instead of having a rest and

enjoying a few days with his family, he had to assume the responsibility of

helping his wife take care of the uninvited guests who “dropped in.” The

funniest thing was that most of them managed to “drop in” at the lunch hour or

at supper time.


True, Mrs. Zolsky tried her best to hire

help. But because of the labor shortage, she and her husband had to do all the

serving themselves.


Time and again, Mrs. Zolsky expressed her disappointment

to her husband.


“If some of the women would pitch in and

help a little, it would not be so hard. But they fall upon us like locusts, and

what can you do?”


Of course, they had to tolerate their

relatives and did not mind showing hospitality to some of their customers, but

they could not understand why they had to be troubled by the butcher from whom

they bought meat or by the cobbler who repaired their shoes!


Even those who were not invited to eat

naturally had to be treated with a glass of orange juice. This, too, required

work, particularly when the oranges these days have such thick skins and so

very little juice.

Monday, November 4, 2019

Ministry of Culture and Tourism Research

Traditional crafts meet with the future


Our Country has so many traditional handicraft in number, however today each is known by five people at most; who are not able to transfer them to future generations. In the end, these handicraft works disappear off the face of the earth, never to be remembered…


On its 85th foundation anniversary, Anadolu Sigorta embarked on a quest of a social responsibility project and managed to take a most positive step towards protecting our traditional art. That is how the ‘One Master Thousand Masters’ project is realized.


Aims of the ‘One Master Thousand Masters’ project are; to draw public attention to vanishing professions and local values, to rejuvenate these professions and to help deliver masters’ experiences to the future. The project is conducted through technical consultancy of the Ministry of Culture and Tourism Research and Education Directorate. The ministry determines and suggests the professions as well as the cities.


Kargi cloth


I was born on 10 June 1983 in Kargi. Studied in Trakya University Department of General Textile Finishing. I teach ‘Kargi cloth weaving’, an almost forgotten handicraft. This profession dates back to 1850s.In Kargi and in neighboring villages, women would construct their own clothing and trousseau on weaving rooms that were present in almost every house.


As it is hundred percent cotton, thus anti-perspiring, Kargi cloth was widely used especially in underwear, women-men shirts and kids clothing. In addition to that, textiles woven with silk and drapery, ‘peskir’ (thin towel) and gowns had been sine qua non of trousseau. Kargi cloth experienced its golden age in 1960s as almost in every house there was a weaving loom. However, with the technological and industrial developments, easy, effortless and cheap industrial weaving caused its oblivion.


Thanks to the ‘One Master Thousand Masters’ project, which is initiated for the purpose of protecting our cultural heritage, now looms are set, this art’s last representatives take the wheel and train the new generation. I have practiced this art for five years. With the occasion of my interest in handicraft, I learned it from a professional Kargi cloth weaver Munevver Ozata, who I still work with. We worked and still are working in the Kargi cloth-weaving workshop, which is established within the scope of public education.


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Sunday, November 3, 2019

Your Majesty's proposal

“ We agree,” cried they, “ to your

Majesty’s proposal. We will undertake to bring the sweet princess here, and the

one who does most to bring this to pass shall be her husband. The rest of us

will share amongst ourselves half of your kingdom, just as you have promised.”


Away they sped with merry hearts. When they

came to the knight’s castle they asked >f they could see the knight on most

important business. They were soon brought to the large saloon, where the

wedding ceremony was on the point of being concluded.


Monday produced his fiddle and was about to

play when the knight said to the princess, whose hand he was holding, “ Look,

sweetheart! here are travelling musicians in honour of our wedding.”


Monday began to play, and all the company

fell fast asleep. Tuesday at once went up to the princess and took her away

from the hand of the knight without the latter knowing anything of what was

happening. Then Wednesday approached his brother Tuesday and put the sleeping

princess in his coat-pocket, without any of the company seeing where she was

being concealed.


The seven brothers now left the castle ; of

course, the princess was still in Wednesday’s coat-pocket. They had not left

the castle many hours before they found that they were being pursued. The

knight had hastily called together his retainers a nd mustered about a thousand

men. He sent these in pursuit, with instructions to rescue the princess and to

punish the sever, brothers for their impudence in disturbing his wedding. When

the brothers saw the soldiers near by, Thursday ran to an oak-tree at hand aud

cut ofi a twig. He then began to beat all the soldiers to the ground. He

allowed two to escape in order to report the fate of the rest.


Come to Bulgaria and let me tell you about

the places

to visit in Bulgaria
. Believe me, there is a lot to be seen in this country

and the emotion you will take back with you will be great.


The brothers continued their journey


The brothers continued their journey, but after their exertions they began to feel very tired. They resolved to rest awhile, and with the beautiful princess in their midst they sat down under a large tree and all fell asleep. Meanwhile the two soldiers had reached the castle and reported to the knight all that had happened. 1116 sad news depressed him very much.


Not only had he lost his charming bride, but nearly all his retainers had been killed. He went for a walk in order to collect his thoughts. Outside his castle he met an old miller, who came forward to speak to him : “ Noble knight ! Just tell me why are you so sad ( ”The knight replies : “ Why should I tell you all my troubles? What could you do to help me ? ” “ Who knows ? ” says the miller. “ There can surely be no harm in trying to help you, and perhaps I can.”

Saturday, November 2, 2019

Brother of Bata

And when the next day came, and the earth was lightened, the acacia was cut down. And Anpu, the elder brother of Bata, entered his house, and washed his hands; and one gave him a cup of beer, and it became troubled; and one gave him another of wine, and the smell of it was evil. Then he took his staff, and his sandals, and likewise his clothes, with his weapons of war; and he betook himself forth to the valley of the acacia.


He entered the tower of his younger brother, and he found him lying upon his mat; he was dead. And he wept when he saw his younger brother verily lying dead. And he went out to seek the soul of his younger brother under the acacia tree, under which his younger brother lay in the evening. He spent three years in seeking for it, but found it not. And when he began the fourth year, he desired in his heart to return into Egypt; he said, “I will go to-morrow morn.” Thus spoke he in his heart.


Under the acacia


Now when the land lightened, and the next day appeared, he was walking under the acacia; he was spending his time in seeking it. And he returned in the evening, and labored at seeking it again. He found a seed. He returned with it. Behold this was the soul of his younger brother. He brought a cup of cold water, and he cast the seed into it: and he sat down, as he was wont.


Now when the night came his soul sucked up the water; Bata shuddered in all his limbs, and he looked on his elder brother; his soul was in the cup. Then Anpu took the cup of cold water, in which the soul of his younger brother was; Bata drank it, his soul stood again in its place, and he became as he had been. They embraced each other, and they conversed together.


And Bata said to his elder brother: “Behold I am to become as a great bull, which bears every good mark; no one knower its history, and thou must sit upon my back. When the sun arises I shall be in the place where my wife is, that I may return answer to her; and thou must take me to the place where the King is. For all good things shall be done for thee; for one shall lade thee with silver and gold, because thou briniest me to Pharaoh, for I become a great marvel, and they It hall rejoice for me in all the land. And thou shalt go to thy village.”


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Friday, November 1, 2019

When the two witnesses came

When the two witnesses came before the king

and discovered that they had been watched by the royal attendants, they

confessed that they had murdered the victim, and in order to escape detection

they had resolved to place the corpse in the Ghetto.


“ Had I slept,” remarked the king. “ these

two murderers would have escaped, and they would have incited the mob to attack

the Jews and pillage their houses, and many innocent people would have been

cruelly massacred. But God, who is just and righteous, guards Israel. He never

slumbers, and He does not suffer His servants to sleep when mischief threatens

the iimocent. I am but an instrument in the hand of God, merely Ilia servant. I

rejoice that I have been chosen to mete out justice to the people in my

kingdom. In this spirit I understand the words of the psalmist : ‘ Behold, He

that guardeth Israel shall neither slumber nor sleep ’ ”


The Seven Sons


 There was once upon a time a king who had seven sons. They were named according to the days of the week on which they had been born. The eldest was called Sunday, the second son was named Monday, the third Tuesday, the fourth Wednesday, the fifth Thursday, the sixth Friday, and the youngest Saturday. In time the sons grew up, and were all good-looking, smart young men.


They were always good friends, as brothers should be. One day they agreed among themselves to go all together to their good father so as to ask him to permit them to leave his kingdom. They desired to travel abroad with a view of gaining experience and learn ng something worth knowing.


They came to the king and spoke of their wish. He iistened, and after a moment’s consideration began to say : “ This is a very good idea, dear boys! I quite approve your suggestion except with regard to one point. You all wish to travel. I do not care to let Saturday go with you, You naturally ask. Why ? I will tell you.


I might die, and if all oi you were out of

the kingdom there would be no one of my house to act as regent.” They persisted,

however, in asking him to allow all of them to go together. At last he allowed

himself to be persuaded. He blessed them and told them to keep in touch with

him, and under no circumstance should they quarrel among themselves.