The Maccabaean

ering fields around it. The gardens are flourishing, the young saplings extent along the shore of the rippling Jordan, the sky is of a dazzling blue, and in the far dis-

tance towers of the hoary summit of Hermon! No! Surely this soul need not regret having left the other world for this enchanting spot...

There was a man; he is no more. Too soon was his life's song silenced."

There was a Dr. Herzl. He lived, he created the Zionist organization. How may his name be perpetuated? Books and legends do not suffice. Books are read only in leisure moments, legends are repeated only on occasion. It is in the Land of Israel that a fitting memorial must be established. And therefore a plantation of olives has been started, the profits of which are to go to the Jewish

high schools of Palestine. Trees dotting the meadows are significant letters on the pages of history. They constitute an ever-growing monument, a true embodiment of the people's soul.

er DE BER Ft; The tree of knowledge and the tree of life grow side by side in the new Palestine. Schools for science and art have been founded. And in order that the Jewish spirit may enter once more upon a corporeal existence, a concrete nationalistic foundation is provided—national soll. The National Library and the Bezalel School in Jerusalem, the Gymnasia Ibrith in Jaffa, and the Technical Institute in Haifa have all been built upon land belonging to the National Fund, that is to say, to the whole Jewish people. And no sooner was it decided to found a university in Palestine, a dwelling-place for the unfettered Jewish spirit, than a site was provided on national soil, in one of the most beautiful and important spots in the country. And the newly-wrought soul which Zionism has called from the treasure-house of souls knows well where its home is to be; it flutters to and fro over consecrated ground and awaits the glorious moment when it will enter upon its incarnation.

And now when the momentous hour strikes and the Jewish people are to flow in a mighty stream to Palestine—now is the time when large stretches of land will be needed for those who have the strength and desire to till God’s earth. From the corner in the treasure-house of souls, where the nationalistic Jewish spirit has its home, there will appear strong and joyous souls, souls of energy, of development, of creative effort, of true brotherhood and democracy, of self-respect and universal love...How long have they awaited the hour of deliverance...

And when all the souls will have been incorporated—then Mashiach will come.

'Twas a remnant of our people Tore from Greeks the sword, Cleared the Land and cleaned the Temple Dedicated to the Lord.

Is there now a Temple standing?Not a stone is there.Still the Maccabees are bandingFor the battle with despair.

How the "cultured classes" languishIn the spell of Greece!Maccabaeans, rise in anguishTo destroy a rotten peace!

We shall build a holy nationFrom a scattered horde—We, whose hearts in dedicationBurn as lamps before the Lord.