It is no part of this little tale to follow, with Mr.
Stevenson's magic, or with that of the Arabian Nights,
the fortunes from day to day of the little circle.
Enough that men of Hebrew race do not prove lazy
anywhere. Dane, certainly, gave them no bad example.
The children were at once entered in a neighboring
school, where they showed the quickness of their race.
They had the advantage, when the week closed and began,
that they could attend the Sabbath school provided for
them by the Hebrews on Saturday and the several Sunday-schools of the Parker Memorial, the Berkeley Temple,
and the other churches of the neighborhood. The day
before the election, Frederick Dane asked Oleg and
Vladimir to help him in bringing up some short boards,
which they laid on the trusses in the roof above them.
On
the little attic thus prepared, they stored
their mattresses and other personal effects before the
great election of that year began. They had no
intention of interfering, even by a cup of cold coffee,
with the great wave of righteous indignation which, on
that particular day of that particular year, "swept
away, as by a great cosmic tidal flood, the pretences
and ambitions, etc., etc., etc." These words are cited
from Frederick Dane's editorial of the next morning, and
were in fact used by him or by some of his friends,
without variations, in all the cosmic changes of the
elections of the next six years.
