A SCHOLAR'S MOTHER 523
sock, the door opens, and there appears Yente carrying a dish, to ask a ritual question of Taube's son.
A customer disturbed her sweet dream.
After this Taube sat up whole nights at the table, by the light of the smoky lamp, rearranging and mending Yitzchokel's shirts for the journey; she recalled with every stitch that she was sewing for Yitzchokel, who was going to the Academy, to sit and study, and who, every Friday, would put on a shirt prepared for him by his mother.
Yitzchokel sat as always on the other side of the table, gazing into a book. The mother would have liked to speak to 'him, but she did not know what to say.
Taube and Yitzchokel were up before daylight.
Yitzchokel kissed his little brothers in their sleep, and said to his sleeping little sisters, "Remain in health" ; one sister woke and began to cry, saying she wanted to go with him. The mother embraced and quieted her softly, then she and Yitzchokel left the room, carrying his box between them.
The street was still fast asleep, the shops were still closed, behind the church belfry the morning star shone coldly forth onto the cold morning dew on the roofs, and there was silence over all, except in the market- place, where there stood a peasant's cart laden with fruit. It was surrounded by women, and Yente's voice was heard from afar:
"Five gulden and ten groschen, and I'll take the lot !"
And Taube, carrying Yitzchokel's box behind him, walked thus through the market-place, and, catching sight of Yente, she looked at her with pride.
