The Last Exodus
339
"I will take it to America as a souvenir of the great Arab
victory," I said to my soldier companion.
I found a scorched circular that somehow had escaped the
fire. I read in English:
The Grand Synagogue "Beth Jacob" in Hurvath Rabbi
Yehuda Hachassid at Jerusalem Jewry, of great historical significance, where all official, religious and national festivals
and ceremonies are celebrated. . . .
It is an ancient and generally accepted tradition for the
Jewish tourist, visiting Jerusalem, to attend, at least once, the
Services conducted in this Synagogue either on a Sabbath or
on a holiday. . . .
For the sake of Jewish Jerusalem, we respectfully request
ail Jewish tourists coming to our City to pay honour to this
House of God, to visit it and worship therein on Sabbaths
and Holidays and to please offer their material contributions
for its maintenance and to thus enable its further existence.
May all donors be blessed with Zion's blessings.
As I looked at the devastation around me, the Legionnaire
spoke up. He motioned to me to come behind a crumbled
fence: "Here is the Jewish atom bomb. It fell in the Armenian sec