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A PASSOVER STORY
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"The Goblet Quaffed"

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By KATE FRIEDMANN

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Nor was there anything unusual
about the little girl standing, with a
reckless disregard for moving vehicles,
in the street, eyes searching the moving
mass for a last look at him, and there
was nothing unusual about him, the tall,
broad-shouldered youth who walked
tirtnly and steadily down the street. He
passed so close she could touch hint.

why even his collar was turned just ail
she had always turned her Joe's on cold'
(lays. He turned with the light full on
his face. Breathless silence for an in-
stant.
"Joe," the name rang through the
room with a muffled clearness.
A little figure with an innate adept-
ness at dodging crowds flew across the
intervening space only to disappear in
the arms of the khaki-clad one.
"Rosalie," a voice, his voice spoke,
"I curve back like I promised, Rosalie,
I come back to you."

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Owing to the misplacing of a page of manuscript of Miss Friedman's story in
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when the transaction is consummated.
This is an erroneous conception of true
and we take pleasure in reprinting the excellent Passover story herewith in
service. The most valuable service that
its correct and logical sequence.—The Publishers.
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necessary after the papers are signed
"Good bye, Joe." she whispered,
DRAB little figure with a big Celia's shell-splintered Dave, it was of
or the goods delivered. In others words,
. .wilting bag and an innate adept- 'no avail. She succumbed weakly to "promise you'll come back to me like
you go.'
the business Mall who has the proper
t..s at dodging crowds darted memories, bitter-sweet.
conception of the service that really
"1 promise, Rosalie," he answered.
hrough streams of tired human-
Fnic
It seemed but yesterday, a rarely
serves• begins where most others leave
She walked a few' paces with him in
ity tun ieward hound. Grey eyes dis- beautiful December day. It was Satur-
Talaat Pasha, the Turks' Grand Viz- off.
silence. "Joe," she 'added mechanically,
tended, hat awry, jostled by unkindly day, the day that was still Shabes
ier,
Promises
New
Attitude
To-
for
In Me Penobscot building (Office No
elbows, site wormed her way through Then. Liberalism had found no re- "your collar, Joe, another time ant
ward Jewish Question.
.128-311, to he exact), there is an organ-
the crowded platform, dropped her sponse in the heart of her father. Israel to freeze you ear." She stood (on
sacrifice in tke gaping, pay-as-you-enter Morris was a "Fruitier" Yehude of the toe and righted it. • No (me smiled.
Talaat Pasha, the Grand Vizier of ization of young men who have demon-
There had been some word every day, Turkey, entertains the hope that the strated that they possess a keen sense
and breathlessly pounced upon the bit old-world Orthodoxy. A Russian
some message in his large, unformed Ottoman government will maintain of the true value and spirit of service.
of remaining space.
.Schneider he had emigrated to this
hand, something that kept hope alive its sovereignty
They are: Abraham Cooper, Arthur
Over the whole of
Sitting rigid!y upright in the cramped Messed land, penniless, with five hungry
within her heart, then suddenly silence, Palestine and even
Goulson and David Cooper. These
including that
space that was her portion Rosalie mouths to feed. Friends' help enabled
this terrible, poignant silence that sap-
names will immediately recall the
part of it which is occupied at the
Morris unbuttoned the imitation fox at him tai open a tiny tailor-shop in a side-
ped her strength.
Cooper Realty Co. to a large number
present time liv the British army.
her throat and heaved a little sigh of street of the Ghetto. his inherent
Two bunt tears fell on her idle hands.
of Detroiter. It was in the real estate
thankfulness. She wouldn't have to courtesy, his honesty, his word that was
He...is of the opinion that Ottoman
She started. "Ach what a fool you are,'
wait then until she reached home. A never broken kept him off the rocks.
sovereignty is necessary to prevent
she began again, "look at Fannie—"
little hand delved into a big bag and His little shop grew and prospered. The
the political intrigues that would
then suddenly remembered. Ileaven
brought out a latest edition still damp wolf was far from the door, yet as from
3therwise result.
'g
help her, she had forgotten completely.
from the press.
the begnning, every Friday evening at
In an interview given by Grand
Today, tonight was Pesach, the first
sundown
the
green
blind
Was
pulled
Vizier
to
the
"Berliner
Local
An-
This was a daily ritual she had gone
tt
Seder. She had promised to be home
through for two months mow. There down on the one window the store an hour earlier than mutual. She reached zeiter," he says:
boasted and the dour bolted until sun-
"I
have
the
fullest
confidence
that
tir:;
wildly for the bell, discovered she had
down the following day. The law of
ridden four squares beyond her destina- we shall maintain our sovereignty
his father, was his. Questioned in
tion and fairly flew out of the car at over the whole of Palestine includ-
Scion/ one Friday evening as to his views
ing that part of it which is occupied
the next stop.
on Reform, Ile drew his fringed shawl
She half-ran, half-walked home. Re- today by the British. Our sovereign-
closer about him and said nothing. As- morse tilled her heart. To have for- ty there is absolutely necessary. If
similation held no terrors for hint, Ile , gotten the Holy of Holies, the first we should be compelled to abandon
could not, he would not take kindly to Seder, and she, whom her father fondly Palestine that land would undoubt-1:::::;
American up-to-dateness. He spoke called, a true daughter in Israel. Ile rally become a center of intrigue, and
even the Ghetto English unwillingly and haul always taken such pride in telling the western powers of Europe would
badly. Rosalie's father was a man who 'tow this little Rosalie could set up a undoubtedly be the first to regret that
chanted "1:Shonu !Pah Thlerushala- table like a Rabbiti:en, that she never
they forced us to get out of the Holy I
jim" with fervor and meaning.
forgot to roast the shank-bone of the Land.
Shashabbes Cholent was always some- lamb and the egg, or the Ilizvos, or the
'The Palestine population will
thing to look forward to. That atmo- hitter-herbs, nay. even to the cup of some day understand that even from
sphere of peace, of restfulness, of quiet salt-water and the delicious compound a Christian point of view the sov-
that prevailed the table never failed to that she alone could make of apples and ereignty of a neutral state professing
charm and soothe. .And it was a partic- almonds and raisins. Ile would be atlother religion, is of prime humor-
ularly happy girl who took her accus- angry and rightly so.
taper. Indeed, as soon as we re-
tomed place at the table that memorable
She reached home breathless and enter Jerusalem, we will give prompt
day. Lost in happy day-dreams, she worried. Her
was even more apd serious attention to the regula-
hardly heard her father's deep, sonorous so. "Nly• toehterei," she wailed, "where tion of the Jewish question in a man-
tai
tones.
Her
(Huai':
to
his
kiddush
was
were
you
so
long?
.\
head
like a min- tier satisfactory not only to the Jews
Min gat. Friedmann.
so loudly and happily sung, and withal, ister you got to have. His tulles Pa
of Palestine, but to the whole Turkish
ciuldn't find, the knaidhich are like empire."
was always that sharp ;making o f so late, that he noted it,
breath, a convulsive working of the fret
"Ach, my kind," he said kindly, "for stone, the table isn't set, and right away
Commenting on this statement by
hand, a moment when her heart stood one minute can t you forget Joe?" The they come from .Veloor'
Talaat Pasha, the "Journal des De-
"Mume/e," the girl put her arm about
still while anxious eyes scanned glaring culprit blushed furiously and began to
bats," of Paris, bas this to say:
headlines that, finding no mention of mumble incoherent excuses to which he the molder woman's shoulders, "don't
"It is important to emphasize the
Him amongst the heroes of the world- waved an impatient hand. "Shah, shah,' ' your head. You'll sec in a minute
irony of this belated Turkish dec-
war would focus unwillingly and fear- he interrupted smilingly, "am I holler- everything will be tine."
laration.
For centuries, Palestine
She predicted truly. She sent her
fully on the censored colmoo framdo
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has been in Turkish hands and in all
mother upstairs; she put the three extra
sublimely happy she had been
boards in the table for the strangers, that time they have in no way dem-
orient, for wasn't Joe coining at
the snowy white table-cloth, the shiny onstrated that their rule is benevo-
k for a long, long walk in the
silver, prepared the ritual dish. The lit- lent."
•acing air. "Put up your collar
tle company arrived from the Syna-
•;," she would say sternly. "An-
It is reported that in food disturb-
konglie to a home that was truly Pesach-
;Ione you want to freeze your
.1fkumun ready to be ances in Cracow in the middle of
Raising herself on tiptoe she dick, even to the
January, the Jewish quarter was
adjust it to her heart's content. hidden.
Israel Morris made a rather regal wrecked.
,
ot would look down at her from
I
I
I
would return, the paper drop to the his towering six foot, blind adoration figure as he sat at the head, ent urone(
in his eyes. "What a Rosalie it is, al- on white pillows, clad in a long white
floor, the clenched fist relax.
ways for me she bothers." Slowly, un- robe and a skull-cap. His face brained
"Ach, what a ,big fool you are," she
would admonish herself sternly with a conscious of all the world about them, with love and good will and happiness
they would walk arm in arm, sometimes as he glanced idiom his board, his come-
smile of self-assurance that didn't'
reach her eyes at all. "Look at Fannie, discussing their future plans, his chances ly wife, his happy, healthy children.
smiled.
didn't she get a ring already and hire for promotion, sometimes of nothing at Suddenly he Rosalie,'
once I catch you.
"Ahaha,
a hall. and then—goof 1 he was drafted all, brooding happily on what was to
be, hot always content in each other's The first time you forgot since I remem-
assa And Celia, didn't she see in the
tier."
paper with her own eyes that Dave got presence.
"What (lid 1 forget, Pa," looking anx-
a shot from a shell. And what? Noth-
Tlie telephone bell, loud and insistent, iouslv about lo
ing!Didn't she come to the shop like interrupted her musings. She ran hasti-
"lie laughed', .".11oh lianorie's koss."
always with her head stuck higher and ly to answer.
In a moment Elijah 's goblet, brimful
a red MAC? " The little head tossedj
"Hello,' she said, "hello Joe." with raisin wine stood in the center of
defiantly. A heavy black ringlet shyly;
"Hello, Rosalie," he answered, "how the table, naively expectant as ever.
protesting was brushed impatiently tuts! did you know it was me?" The service, always a beautiful one,
der the close-fitting turban. An en-1
"011, maybe a little bird tell me." was singularly impressive tonight. Is-
(miring hand disappeared within the
rael Morris was never so eloquent. His
Pause.
bag and dragged forth an unfinished
"Rosalie," he began, "you WOW( he deep, sonorous voice, chanting the story
sock "Am I different from every-
mad at Joe, will ) on, if I can't come of the Deliverance found an echo in the
bods. :" the needles clicked loudly and
today?" A nameless fear gripped her shrill treble of the children and the
negatively. "14 it my Joe s fault that
more subdued tones of the guests.
I heart in a steel vise
a man sits in a log office and tears up
The impressive moment was coming,
"What's the matter, Joe, are you sick?"
my Joe's letters because maybe he don't
"No, dolly, I in all right. thank God. the moment of the third cup, when
he's
hell)
if
, spell good? Could Joe
holding the goblet on high, her father
I can't come today, that's all."
here only live years and couldn't go to
"Joe," the voice was calm, "Tell me would stand to salute the I'rophet of
school like all Americanises! Anyhow,
Redemption. Too true the brimming
this minute, quick."
he don't write on the 'Questions' he got
"Well." apologetically, "if you Kom- wine-glass ever remained at a level, but
four people living on hint when his i
that
fact robbed not the occasion of its
ise you won't worry, I tell you."
Eltern are dead already."
significance to the children, who, ex-
"I promise."
The flat chest expanded, grey eyes
"Rosalie, mine, I got to report for pectant as ever, sat with ears strained
flashed indignation and pride, slim examination today, two o'clock. I got to hear the rush of wings.
fingers worked the shapeless wool with notice last week."
Rosalie's heart throbbed with pain.
a speed told accuracy that amazed on-
"Who, what examination, for what?" Would she, too, go on month after
lookers.
month,
year after year, waiting for
she asked impatiently, fearfully.
"An examination for a soldier, Rosa- what was not to be, vainly expectant.
"Iii this here stitch, Joey," she whis-
pered under her breath, "is a big, big ! lie, you know like all boys got to have." ever (loomed to disappointment. Would
"Rosalie," her father's voice was call- her cup of hope, too, ever remain un-
kiss from Imuilir. You remember the
baby Joe. You know always you take ing "stop to talk this minute. Right in tasted. A bitter tear fell on the sieder
him on your lap when you come. You the middle of the soup, every time slue in her hand. She brushed it aside im-
should see him now; five teeth he's got ' stops. Tomorrow, you see, tomorrow patiently. It was selfish, a sacrilege for
already—and in this one Joey, Manode the telephone is on the street." But her to he thinking of her own sorrows
at a time like this. Was she any dif-
send , a kiss. She don't say nothing, Rosalie didn't hear.
butknow she knows how my heart
"Joe,' she asked brokenly, "if you're ferent than countless thousands? Look
hurt, for you—and in this one Pa gives not sick, if you're all right, then what'll at Fannie and Celia—
"May the Lord, who is most merci-
soil a good shake by the hand. 'Come be?"
"Then Rosalie, 'I'll be a soldier—like ful," her father prayed, send us Elijah,
back already and be my :licictot,' he says,
'I should have ten daughters for ten Louie, like Dave." the Prophet of blessed memory, to
There was silence for a moment. bring its the good tidings of salvation
.lideins like you'—and in this one, Joey,
is a little piece of bread if you re hun- "Rosalie," her father was getting im- and consolation." Her father looked
gry. and in this some water when your patient, "Are you coining today or not, up. He scented to be addressing her
month is limning like my eyes are now your soup is like ice, you see totnorrow directly.
"May He, who is most merciful, send
—and in this—and this—and this," she it's in the street—tomorrow —"
Joe was talking again. "Don't worry freedom to the oppressed, hope to the
knitted furiously, "a piece of my heart."
doll. I'll come right over after. You hopeless, their loved ones to those who
But it's hard to knit when your back
aches and your fingers are cramped with won't worry will you, tell me, Rosalie, love."
.\ moment of unbroken quiet. Even
guiding an endless mass of white stuff you won't worry."
"No, Joe, honest I won't, honest I the youngest child seemed to sense the
through :I whirring machine the long
solemnity
of it all.
receiver
The
(lay through; harder, tom, when all un- won't.' Goodbye Joe."
What wits that? Surely an unmis-
bidden uses blur with unshed tears and clicked. Her head was buried in her takable sound of footsteps. Someone
arms. "Honest I won't Joe," she sob-
frenzied imagination transforms the
was turning the knob. All eyes focused
ball of yarn to a bomb being hurled at bed, "honest I won't."
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on the door.
sour hosed one and every needle a bay-
"MA lianorie is coming," someone
There weren't !natty to see the last
onet really to pierce the heart of one
quota leave. Even the sight of its own cried, "quick the wine for .1Ioh Ilan-
dearer to you than life.
boys marching away to offer the su- °vie."
Rosalie dropped her knitting. This
preme sacrifice on the altar of freedom, . The door opened. A tall, military
was the hardest hour of the day when,
of democracy, of humanity, loses inter- figure. clothed in the habit of service,
weary with the day's toil, completely
est to a people overfed On tales of hor- bronzed and booted. stalked in. Rosalie,
al o ne amidst a humanity that surged ror. And there was nothing impre:sive who had been sitting with her bark to
and swayed about her in unending num-
about floe little batch of men tramping the door, turned her head with mild
bers, she battled with the grim spectres.
unevenly down the street with a Local interest to view' the newcomer, another
Times there were when a little self-
Board No. 8 held aloft over their invited stranger, probably, a bit late.
admonishing would buoy up her lagging
heads. There was no martial music, no She leaned forward. Surely there was
spirits, but somehow today, though she
beating (oe drums. no Waving of flags. something strangely familiar about the
reminded herself sharply and repeat-
Passerbys, inured to like scenes scarcely man, something about the shoulders,
edly of Fannies hired hall and of

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TURKS HOPE TO
REGAIN PALESTINE

field that they made a host of friends,
business and social.
These young men have now taken on
larger responsibilities. They have pur-
chased the general insurance business
of Arden & Barman and are prepared
to render complete, intimate, personal
service in fire, plate glass, automobile,
burglary. theft, health and accident and
compensation insurance. In this bus-
iness there is especial need for personal
service. It is not only a matter (.f pro-
tecting one's interests before the loss
occurs; in insurance, it is the service
that is rendered afterward, that counts

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Tile youung men in qucsuon have de-
termined that in the insurance business
as in the real estate profession. their
clients' interests shall he their interests.
They aim to huild for the future and
not merely for the present. Nlessrs.
Cooper zttul Goulton have made an en-
viable record in a comparatively short
space of time. Their present under-
taking is a most ambitious one and
their many friends will be glad to know
that they have entered a field where
their excellent personalities will • real,
a just reward.

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