paid no heed to petty murmurings, and his Dajonim, some willingly, others unwillingly, followed his example. At the gate of the (Catholic) cemetery, however, he and his attendants turned back. It was asking too much of religious fanaticism to remain and see the archepiscopal crucifix and the other crosses surrounded by kneeling wor-
shippers, and listen to the singing of Catholic hymns. Only I and my unfortunate colleague Kramstueck remained until the end of the exercises to represent the Jewish clergy. The fraternization of religions at the graves of these five heroes became a theme for poet and painter.
(To be continued.)
GEDALIAH
Hail to thee, Prince, who gave to Israel all Which man can give, thou wondrous man of men- The month of Tishri doth recall thy fall And makes us mourn and grieve for thee again. Thou wast a man, for thou didst trust in men, And though that trust was thy undoing, yet Art thou the victor, for e'en now as then, We love the noble and the base forget. Such men as thou can never die, for see, Though centuries pass, though mortal works decay. We mourn, Gedaliah, to this day for thee; We humbly bow ourselves to God and pray.