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Vol. I. No. 19

DETROIT, MICH., JULY 7, 1916

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WHEN TEMPLE BETH EL GRADUATED ITS LARGEST
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"And Mr. Joe will surely be here blueberry pie, but won't ever eat to-
mato soup, the same as if I was
f or dinner tonight ?"
Mrs. Lewis smiled, a radiant, his mother. And a home-made
m will taste good to him, poor
contented smile, which was at the meal
same time peculiarly maternal, lad, after his boarding-house stuff
"Yes ; his letter here. says he'll all winter." She lingered at the
come on the four o'clock train. I door a moment to look up at the
know you will have something nice picture of a strong-faced young
for dinner, Mary." man hanging above the fireplace.
Mary nodded as she smoothed "Sure," she said a trifle timidly,
for, good friends as they were, mis-
her neat apron complacently. She tress and maid seldom crossed a
was a red-cheeked Irish woman of certain invisible barrier between
the type that seems to have been _I them, "sure, and it would have
born at the age of twenty-five an d pleased Dr. Lewis to know that his
never grows any older. "After son was ready to be a rabbi like he
I've been with you, Mrs. Lewis, was."
these past sixteen years, long be-
Mrs. Lewis' eyes, usually quietly
fore Mr. . Joe started to his college
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rabbi,
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in. their level gaze, softened
to learn to be a
ought to know that he's crazy .for as she, too, loOked • up at the pie-

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But left alone, the brightness
ture. "It was his wish," she said
gently, "that Joseph should be a died out of her face and a look of
rabbi ; perhaps preach some day in happiness so brooding and tender
Dorton, where we were married, that it was almost wistful, took its
where he was rabbi when he died." place. She looked again at her hus-
Her firm mouth trembled a little. band's picture ; then began to re-
"I should like to go back to Dorton read Joseph's letter, characteristic-
and keep house for Joseph," she ally short, scrawled at the break-
murmured, more to the picture fast table on a page torn from his
than to the woman at the door. notebook. "It is a shame you
Then she threw back her shoulders, couldn't come up for the gradua-
still finely erect under her shabby tion," it ran, "for I wanted all my
black gown, and her eyes became friends to meet you. But next
keen once more. "Get anything year I'll be making a good salary
you want from the butchei - today, and can be doing things for you for
Mary," she ordered. "Maybe a change. And it's nice of you to
chops would be best, if you have say you feel repaid because I'm
them rare, the way Joe likes them, valedictorian. I heard from the
and baked potatoes and a salad. Dorton people. It seems funny
We'll have a real company dinner that there should be a vacancy
father's
tonight," she ended gayly. there this year, and in my