********************************************************************* This morning, the Jews rushed back to get the old man. But there was no water. Now the children were whining non-stop - he was silenced, alone, and immediately his song was picked up by several voices. These squeaky human calves even a cat became nervous. However, James was still smoking and coughing at the head of a small column. And his appearance was as if he was going to bring everyone to heaven. The boy, as if fascinated as he was, did not lag behind him. Not once or twice, his angry father had called Sheiloha back to his family, who had not heard him carelessly. He alone loved this endless journey. When the sun dwelt on men's and women's shoulders, it was so hot that his foreheads were smoky that a new murmur was heard. Baruch and others like him began to resonate with each other, but everyone could hear them perfectly. The meaning of conversations came down to one thing - Abraham was right, there was nothing t