A Lone Palm Tree in Jerusalem

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A Lone Palm Tree in Jerusalem

A Lone Palm Tree in Jerusalem

A Lone Palm Tree in Jerusalem

by Simcha Pollack

Amongst the many and varied trees on the Mt Herzl military cemetery is one lone palm tree – and that replanted form its original spot in the Sinai desert. This is the famous “Palm of Avshalom”

I attended a memorial service for this extraordinary young man who gave his life for his people and for a free Jewish country – thirty one years before the state was established. It was still a dream in the hearts of many but a reality waiting for some help from Avshalom..

Avshalom Feinberg was born in the year 1890 in the early Jewish settlement of Hadera near Israel's northern coast. Very poor, neglected lands,the kind that Hadera struggled with , were purchased by the Zionist agencies from very willing Arab absentee landlords. They could not believe there would be buyers for the malaria infested, stubborn soil. However with the increased violence against Jews in Europe and the awaking of the Zionist movement, Jews were returning, determined to cajole the promised land to fulfill its promise to its children.

(The very first wave of Jews to return to the Land in the late eighteenth and early nineteenth centuries were the hundreds of students of the Ba'al Shemtov and the Vilna Gaon” who realized the time had come to go home and prepare for the Moshiach)

Avshalom's parents were the first wave of the agricultural return to the land. Their generation braved the constant malaria,drought, locusts, Arab violence and the sadistic Turkish government's brutality. But they persevered and put down stakes for the next generation. Avshalom's parents were part of the “First Aliyah”,the first wave of Jewish farmers who breathed the first breaths into the dormant land. AsS the Talmud teaches, “the land of Israel is acquired through hardships”..

But there was one hardship that Avshalom and his companions would not bear, the humiliation of Turkish rule. Almost four hundred years of Turkish rule was enough.

World War I was the opportunity for change. Indeed. Many steps were taken by the warring powers for victory at any cost – even making false promises. The Balfour Declaration of 1917 declared that Britain , after ousting the Turks, would grant the Jews a state in their ancient homeland. A two thousand year dream come true! The children of the first settlers were about to play their role. Avshalom and a small circle of friends had their mission. Most of his neighbors and of the Jewish community were just too afraid of the brutal and now desperate Turks to even think of acting against them in any way. In fact many opposed other's efforts for fear of raising Turkish anger against the whole community..

Avshaom and friends established “NILI”, the acronym for, 'The eternal One of Israel never lies” ( Samuel 1:15:29). Under the guise of scientific research, the renowned Agronomist, Dr. Aron Aronson used his experimental station on the coast as the base of the spy ring that delivered vital information to the British on moonless nights. Avshalom was 'hired" as his assistant and they were the eyes and ears of the British behind the Turkish lines. Indeed after the war in 1919, former British Chief of military intelligence, Major General George Mac Dough said,” the information that NILI provided saved up to one hundred thousand British casualties in the Turkish campaign”. Not often do so many owe so much to so few.

Avshalom was not only a brave patriot but a true “Renassaince man”. Fluent in five languages, he was as welcome in French universities as Bedouin desert tents. He was a prolific writer and poet and a skilled horseman and shot. But most of all he is remembered by those who knew him, as a “mentch” a kind and considerate person.

Vital information did not have a very long shelf life. NILI had to get the information to the British as soon as possible. German submarines prevented British ships form nearing the coast to rendezvous with their Jewish volunteers. Carrier pigeons were used and finally Avshalom decided to brave it through Turkish lines to reach the British advancing in the Sinai desert

His NILI comrade and soul friend, Sarah Aronson gave him her prayers and some dates for the journey. They posed for a (last) photograph together before he mounted his horse. Something about that photo said.”this is the last one”.

When a carrier pigeon was intercepted by the Turks and it was not long before the town in which the Aronsons lived, Zichron Ya'akov, was surrounded .. They were looking for Sarah.. All the shutters shut fast and the streets became deserted.. Sarah knew they had come for her as she stood , waiting for them calmly in her front door. Her elderly father was tortured before her eyes. She insisted she worked alone and her father knew nothing. Enduring unspeakable tortures, Sarah's only words for her tormentors were what she thought of them.

It was decided that the really expert torturers in Damascus would make her talk. Before being taken from her beloved Zichron Ya'akov she asked permission to change her blood stained dress. As she entered her room she managed to access a pistol with which she attempted suicide. While she suffered in her near death state, the Turks threatened doctors to revive her or else. Even Turkish threats did not save Sarah. After four days of hell she returned her soul - just as she prayed for.

Meanwhile in the Sinai desert, Avshalom rode towards the British lines.. A Bedouin troop appeared out of the sands and attacked Avshalom and his companion Yosef Lishansky (who managed to escape but was eventually hanged by the Turks)

Mortally wounded, the Turks arrived on the scene and a Turkish bullet finally killed the NILI emissary. He was buried in a shallow sand dune and forgotten.

In June 1967 , forty years later, Israeli troops stormed the Sinai, routing the Egyptian army. A local Bedouin offered information that he said would interest the victorious Israeli soldiers. They were led to the “kubr yehudi” the "grave of the Jew". What they were led to was a lone palm tree. The Arab began digging below the tree and alas, tangled together with the roots were the remains of Avshalom.

The dates that Sarah gave her soul mate forty years ago for his journey sprouted in his pocket.

With his remains were crumbling letters. His last to Sarah.

After Avshalom, Sarah,and and friends the British were finally forced to leave, after perfidiously going back on their word to that noble generation. Yet another generation of dreamers and heroes had to oust the British from their land. They were flogged, imprisoned and hanged by the British – in the very same Turkish jails of a generation earlier.

The Irgun and Lechi fighters had the NILI flame in their hearts and they finally completed their work. Today in the fortress in Acco, one can visit the gallows where the young Titans were hanged. The photos of both generations look down on us as we return their stare from the soil of the independent Jewish country for which they gave their lives We owe them

That is why I attended the memorial next to the lone palm tree in Jerusalem.

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