“The river Sambatyon is 200 yards broad—­’about as far as a bowshot’ (Gen. xxi., 16), full of sand and stones, but without water; the stones make a great noise like the waves of the sea and a stormy wind, so that in the night the noise is heard at a distance of half a day’s journey.  There are sources of water which collect themselves in one pool, out of which they water the fields.  There are fish in it, and all kinds of clean birds fly round it.  And this river of stone and sand rolls during the six working days and rests on the Sabbath day.  As soon as the Sabbath begins fire surrounds the river and the flames remain till the next evening, when the Sabbath ends.  Thus no human being can reach the river for a distance of half a mile on either side; the fire consumes all that grows there.  The four tribes, Dan, Naphtali, Gad and Asher, stand on the borders of the river.  When shearing their flocks here, for the land is flat and clean without any thorns, if the children of Moses see them gathered together on the border they shout, saying, ’Brethren, tribes of Jeshurun, show us your camels, dogs and asses,’ and they make their remarks about the length of the camel’s neck and the shortness of the tail.  Then they greet one another and go their way.”

When this was done, Solomon called for Hell.  He liked to hear about the punishment of the sinners; it gave a zest to life.  Moses hardly needed a book to tell them about Hell.  It had no secrets for him.  The Old Testament has no reference to a future existence, but the poor Jew has no more been able to live without the hope of Hell than the poor Christian.  When the wicked man has waxed fat and kicked the righteous skinny man, shall the two lie down in the same dust and the game be over?  Perish the thought!  One of the Hells was that in which the sinner was condemned to do over and over again the sins he had done in life.

“Why, that must be jolly!” said Solomon.

“No, that is frightful,” maintained Moses Ansell.  He spoke Yiddish, the children English.

“Of course, it is,” said Esther.  “Just fancy, Solomon, having to eat toffy all day.”

“It’s better than eating nothing all day,” replied Solomon.

“But to eat it every day for ever and ever!” said Moses.  “There’s no rest for the wicked.”

“What!  Not even on the Sabbath?” said Esther.

“Oh, yes:  of course, then.  Like the river Sambatyon, even the flames of Hell rest on Shabbos.”

“Haven’t they got no fire-goyas?”; inquired Ikey, and everybody laughed.

“Shabbos is a holiday in Hell,” Moses explained to the little one.  “So thou seest the result of thy making out Sabbath too early on Saturday night, thou sendest the poor souls back to their tortures before the proper time.”

Moses never lost an opportunity of enforcing the claims of the ceremonial law.  Esther had a vivid picture flashed upon her of poor, yellow hook-shaped souls floating sullenly back towards the flames.