bblood has scattered and the streets are now silent. The police
barrive at the yeshiva and place the body of the martyr on a table,
bappointing a policeman to watch over it. In every Jewish home
bthe Sabbath is greeted with trepidation and concern over what
bwill happen tomorrow. The son of Rabbi Moshe Mordechai
bEpstein, head of the Slobodka-Hebron yeshiva, is called to the
boffice of the Hebron governor, an Arab, who is flanked by two
bofficers, one British and the other Arab. The governor tells the
bson of the Rosh Yeshiva (“dean of the seminary”) that he must
bgo to every Jewish house and warn the occupants not to walk
bout. He says: “Let the Jews stay in their houses and I will be
bresponsible for their lives. . . .” The Jewish promise is given, and
bthe night passes in troubled silence, broken only by the sounds
bof police on horses passing through the streets and various Jew-
bish families leaving their homes for the “safety” of the house of
bthe respected Eliezer Don Slonim.
bEarly Sabbath morning, at five, the Jews are already up,
btheir leaders meeting to discuss what to do. It is suggested that
ba telegram be hurriedly sent to Jerusalem to inform the
bHaganah about the situation. But the telegraph office will not
bopen until eight and by that time it will already be impossible.
bThere is also a suggestion to send someone by automobile to
bJerusalem, but for some reason it is decided that an Arab should
bbe the driver, and no Arab can be found to do it. In the end the
bJews meet with an Arab police officer named Ibrahim Jarjura,
bwho tells them in the name of the police chief that “the Jews
bmust remain in their houses and only then can we take responsi-
bbility for their safety.” The police chief, an Englishman named
bCapireta, tells the Jewish leaders the same thing.
bBy 6:00 A.M., with Arabs now streaming into Hebron from
bthe surrounding countryside, E. D. Slonim and a yeshiva stu-
bdent, along with a police detail, go from Jewish house to house,
bwarning the Jews not to go out and not even to look out the
bwindows. Arab neighbors, meanwhile, gleefully tell their Jewish
b“friends” that “today will be the slaughter.” The streets are
bnow packed with Arabs, armed with guns, swords, and knives.
bCars speed through the streets with Arabs sitting on the roofs,
bshouting slogans calling for death to the Jews. The atmosphere
bis electric, and through it all walk the Arab and British police
bofficers, calmly. . . .
bThe Jewish leaders of the community meet at the home of
b