Magic Words: The Tale of a Jewish Boy-Interpreter, the Frontier's Most Estimable Magician, a Murderous Harlot, and America's Greatest Indian Chief
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In a riveting novel of love and adventure, young Julius Meyer comes to the New World to find himself acting as translator for the famed Indian chief Standing Bear
Young Jewish immigrant Julius comes of age surrounded by the wild world of 1867 Nebraska. He befriends the mysterious Prophet John, who saves his life when the two are captured by the Ponca Indian tribe. Living as a slave, Julius meets the noble chief Standing Bear and his young daughter, Prairie Flower, with whom he falls in love. Becoming the tribe's interpreter—its "speaker"—his life seems safe and settled.
But Julius has reckoned without the arrival of his older cousin, Alexander—who, as the Great Herrmann, is the most famous young magician in America. Nor does he suspect the ultimate consequences of Alex's affair with Lady-Jane Little Feather, a glamorous—and murderous—prostitute destined to become the most scandalous woman on two continents.
Filled with adventure, humor, and colorful characters, Magic Words is a riveting adventure about the nature of prejudice, the horror of genocide, and a courageous young man who straddles two worlds to fight for love and freedom.
sat mere inches from its springs, so laden was it with worldly goods. Its exterior had been so completely covered with merchandise that its mustard-yellow paint could only be seen through the tiny spaces between the items. Now Mrs. McGreevy smiled to see the big, fancy letters that adorned the side panels in black and green. They read: E. GERSHONSON. A SQUARE DEAL. Approaching the house, the peddler shouted something to his mules that was likely the Yiddish equivalent of “whoa.” The animals
the egg eater will remain quiet about this. Ponca politics are complicated enough. Chased By Owls will make my father’s life hell if it’s known that his daughter is bringing food to the heathen.” “Standing Bear knows of this?” She grinned and rose but did not answer. She slung the empty bag over her shoulder and made for the doorway. Julius gently placed his hand on her shoulder and then realized what he had done. She turned back toward him, her serene face betraying no sign that his touch was
insufficient in courage or stamina to endure what even those little ones surely will.” It was the argument One Tongue had been making for days. His patience exhausted, the chief’s face twisted with an anger Julius had never seen. “Enough! At this moment in my life, I can care little for the feelings of a boy I have spoiled. If you believe your assignment makes you less than one of us, that is unfortunate—but you are more of a white man than I ever suspected if you see only your own sacrifice
I will not place myself between Alexander and Princess Noor and Compars. On that path there is no light—and no love between a spy and an infidel will make it brighter. I am the agent of a foreign power. And so she contented herself with the watching stranger. From the beginning, she had sensed his presence in the theatre. Part of her wanted to run to the wings in embarrassment, but another part was overjoyed to be admired. At some moments, above her own breathing, she swore she could hear his,
was in one of the dead spots he had found days before. He moved to the balcony’s left, hoping to catch the words being said. Just before he gained the end of the row, he heard the dull thud of a body hurled to the floor. The dark one’s words became clear as day. “Fucking slut!” The dark one straddled her enemy, grabbing her by the linen of her shirtwaist. Then she leaned in, placing her face close enough to the redhead to kiss her. “I should bash you—scar you with these nails—but then Alex