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At The Crossroads
A Rosh Ha-Shanah Story.
By ELMA EHRLICH LEVINGER
(Copyright, 1923, by Elma Ehrlich Levinger. All rights reserved.)
don't think he'll send me any more.
The last time he wasin Chicago and
came to see us I told him I couldn't
marry him."
"Why A nice bey with a clothing
store in St. Louis---" began her mother
querulously.
"Perhaps—" her father said no
more but his satiric glance followed
her letter as she returned it to the
You have been getting
envelope,
letters every day for a lung time,
–
LET MAN MOBILIZE HIS GOD-GIVEN
CREATIVE POWERS AND ALL WILL
BE RIGHT WITH THE WORLD
By RABBI A. M. HERSHMAN
"God's in His Heaven—
All's right with the world"
-
---
A Jewish Mother Mourns the
What though the cross mark hiS
tomb!
Blood of my heart is he, fruit of my
womb--
Yet shall I claim him alone?
By Louis I. Newman.
Over his laurel-decked bier we shall
stand;
Gal will look down front Ilia
0 my stern sisters in sorrow and
Throne:
pride,
Star-eyed though broken of heart; Comrades in solace, with hand clasped
Staunch tragic mothers of heroes who
in hand,
We shall reveal the Unknown.
died
Playing a glorious part!
I ant akin with the lowly and weak,
THE BIRD
Daughters of sires unwept;
Outcast and spurned a re my people,
and meek;
SVe , mortals never know the satisfac-
Woe in our bosom has slept.
tion,
Unknown,
Frieda Hartburg shoved back the a language which divides Yiddish-
So sang Robert Browning. The first line expresses a great
compositions of the Third Grade It feeling pa rents from their American - * Frieda!"
She understood his insinuation,
truth; the second, a view hardly borne out by facts.
class, which she had been trying to born children.
longed to tell hint everything, then
The in stman on his last round for
"God's in His Heaven." Rosh Ida-Shanah affirms it.
with unseeing eyes.
use of a scene, tears and re-
rea d gad correct
ached all day ; now, the day whistled in the street below. t the
The history of mankind confirms it. The history of the
bit batik her confession. What was
fier head had ac
e i,sh, k new w h y s h e had n o
Whether we are oppressed or free.
s coming home front school, she Now r
curses?
Wouldnt
it
be
Jew demonstrates it. "Ye are my witnesses. saith the
Toll the hells; greet the Utinattusl, the Look at little birds in action,
Prcuehes and
tire
s been able to work, why h e r n a n d had
Unknown!
ha d l oos ened her two heavy braids flitted away front her compositions. 'alter to slip away, as Frank had
Lord." "The history of Israel," writes a modern thinker,
Very few of us do see.
her
shoulders,
g
written, and tell them all afterwards?
Hushed be each murmur of mirth!
which fell AMISS
Her hand was already reaching for And their deception would nut has;
"is the great living proof of the working of the Divine
ing her the look of a thuMghtful
Bend in prayer, you, the forgetful of Till night from early morn,
her hairpins that she might make
on
much
longer,
fur
Providence in the affairs of the world." Therefore, when
to lie carried
schoolgirl. But it was more than the
earth!
It sings in fields and woods its song,
herself presentable before running
hadn't Frank just written he was gii-
grind of teaching through a warm
Frederick the Great asked for the shortest possible proof
Now he returns to his own.
Its echoes on wind are born.
down to the letter lax. Mrs. Stein, ing back to New York at the end of
Septenitter day or the hateful burden
of
the
existence
of
God,
he
received
in
answer,
"The
sur-
To
us unsatisfied, along.
fpapers to correct, that made her their first-floor neighbor, would be the week and would take her with
What if this flag-hallowed coflin and
o
there before her, blinking her little hint? Ititing her lips, she went back
vival of the Jews."
lips droop, her shoulders bend no
shroud
dangers all around,
Although
eyes curiously at her as she took out
"All's right with the world!" Is it? All's not right in
paper-littered table.
Sheltered a child of the few?
wearily.
And little birdies it most feed.
Through the half-opened door of her letter—the letter she had been to the
This
were
not
strange;
million(
the
world;
therefore,
all's
not
right
with
the
world.
It
is
Yet it is satisfied being sound,
waiting for all day. lint she heard "Let your papers alone, E'rieda.
her little bedroom she could see her her mother already shuttling, down You latter put up your hair and get
mighty and proud
the chief purpose of Rosh Ha-Shanah, the day of Intro-
And doesn't think of finding food In-
mother plodding alaut the parlor—
')Yorship his brother, a Jew.
the narrow hallway, her mother, who ready to come to shul with me and
deed
spection, the Day of Judgment, to awaken us out of the
ugly with its old-fashioned furniture,
so anxious to mamma. •
never
received
letters,
smugness of comfort and security, to force upon us the re-
family crayons and gaudy lampshade
Grant Me a share in your birthright In a beautiful cage upon A all
"I'm not going."
—still seeking a furtive grain of dust bring up the mail!
of tears,
alization that all is tint well with us.
In spite of her long-practiced self-
Is a captive s the little bird of yore;
"It won't hurt you to come to shul
which might have escaped her holiday
E'en like your sons, mine was slain.
All's not right with the world. But God's in his
o its songs are sad, mostly still,
Nov
aning. She leaned over to pick a control, she felt her face flushing anyhow, and tomorrow morning. Just
Warrior and victor, he lives in the No longer sings it now, as before.
; le
s he scarlet as she reached out her hand once it year on Erve Roch Ida-Shanah,
Ileaven, all will be right with the world. This world of
trifle of lint from the rug; as
yea rs;
—Henry A. Pine.
Was already to please your papa," her mother
for
the
envelope.
She
att.,' up her howl slipped to the small
ours is not a colossal loom on which the shuttle of
Only for me in the pain.
she grimaced with tearing it open when her father's urged her, already resentful as though
chance weaves the garment of unreason and despair. It
of her back and
voice,
just
it
trifle
acrid
in
its
sarcasm,
Ignorance
and
conceit
go hand in
she
sensed
a
refusal.
pain. Frieda frowned to see how
Flesh of my flesh is he, bone of my
is God's world. There is
hand.—The Talmud.
rapidly her mother was growing old. caused her to turn to hint resentfully.
"My head aches and Is is hot and
bone;
"Another
letter?
Or
is
it
a
Rosh
"One
far
off
Divine
event
Her father, all ready for the Erev
stuffy up in that gallery I'll not feel
Rosh ha-Shanah services, sat in a Ida-Shanah card front your cousin like going to school tomorrow."
Toward which the whole Creation moves."
peculiarly hideous morris chair near Jacob?"
it going to Oval tomor-
Rosh Ida-Shanah points to it golden age. a Messianic
"You
A knowing nod from her mother
the window; his Yiddish newspaper
caused her to flush again, this time row!" Her father's voice rose sharp
era. when this poor humanity shall manifest its full glory
lay across his knees, but he 410 not
and dictatorial. "A shame for the
anger. Why were they always
and perfection. The world is still in the making, still in
read. Like his wife, he was growing with
throwing Jacob at her head? And goyim for a Jewish girl to go to her
old, and the holy days were growing
the process-of growth. We are partners with God in the
why did her father pry into her core school teaching on a Yondov."
more painful each year with their
work of Creation. Let man mobilize and call into full play
respondence? She ran over the few She fared hint resentfully. "I can't
memories of this yondov and that,
his God-given creative powers and all will be right with
celebrated across the seas. Frieda, lines quickly, trying to battle down help it that I was burn a Jewish girl.
Mir joy so that it would not show in I've never felt myself one since I was
who had been born in America, would
the world.
not have understood even if he had her eyes and voice. When she turned old enough to think for myself; it's
All's not right with our Jewish world. But God's in
too late to begin now."
been able to talk to her—which he to her father she was very calm.
Ileaven, all will be right with it. There is a great future
"No, it's not a cant from Jacob. I
A look of mingled pain and sus-
could not. It is often much more than
and
destiny in store for the Jew'. "There is hope for thy
picion flashed asro>s her mother's
face. "A girl that talks like that,
latter end, saith God." Israel is God's highway through
if
she
ain't
she's going with it goy
history. Let him be true to himself and all will be right
married to him already," she half
with him,
moaned, her thin body already sway-
ing in her grief. "It ain't for nothing,
she won't look at her cousin Jacob, his sake you are going to desert your much 10(e a curse. Ile turned to the
broken woman, swaying back and
a nice boy with no bad habits and a
"
clothing business in St. Louis."
"I am going to serve his people and north in the morns chair. "Nu, nu,
mainntale," he said, grown suddenly
mine.
He
is
no
more
a
Christian
than
Frieda felt her lips curling scorn-
"try to bear it. We have lost
fully. Yes, that was what her race I am a Jew. We are going to work tender,
a
child before.
together
to
make
the
world
better,"
had to offer her—a clothing business
Frieda went into her room and shut
in St. Louis! With an instinctive dis- said I! rieda, wondering as she spike
taste for her mother's outburst,which how she could actually share her the (liar behind her. There wits so
she anticipated at any moment, she dreams with this hitherto cold, silent mush to do Itefore the week-end which
was to usher in a new and glorious
Composthon One -Self Contai,ted eitf
did what she had always done when man she had known as her father.
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See the greatest dis-
Ile shrugged his shoulders, S,111, year to her, She would have to send
words or actions from her alien par-
the grade onalertal and nv ► Inanship
in her resignation, see' her principal,
play of electrical
ent s threatened to hurt her—drew thing very much like contempt in his
ilirefuliy Inspected-Ample evinsetty-
washers ever held in
into herself, as fur away as possible voice. "Stuns you learned at your pack her few clothes and bunks. Oh,
yes,
she
still
had
to
finish
marking
Michigan—at the State
from them and what they represented. Settlement lectures! Did you meet
Teal,-
. Fair -- in the ELEC-
She began to gather up her papers, hint there? You will be two idealists her compositions; she sat down
before
the
paper-littered
table
hit
elY
TRICAL BUILDING.
—is that what you call it?—trying to
her face white and hard,
and took up her pencil. With lips
"Frieda!" her father's voice was bring all men together, while your sternly compressed, but with eyes
harsher than he dreamed through his own religions, your own childhood alight with dreams, Frieda went on
mounting anxiety. "Frieda, is your memori•s, will every day thrust you correcting her compositions, trying
mother right? Do you hate your peo- further apart.'
Frieda trembled. His cool, reason- not to hear her mother's sobs which
ple now because you're in love with a
able voice was much harder fur her came to her from behind the closed
goy?"
to bear in her exalted mood than her bedroom door.
She turned to hint,
"No, father."
mother's shrill imprecations and sobs.
trying to speak gently, endeavoring "You are trying to turn me against
Four dispositions are found among
to bridge with words the ever-widen- Frank," she heard herself tell her those who sit for instruction before
ing gap between them. "I don't hate father in a voice so harsh and ragged the wise, and they may be respectively
nip people—I don't hate any people that she could nut believe it was her compared to a sponge, a funnel, a
of any race. I am trying to be.— oven, "hut you can't do it."
strainer, and n sieve; the sponge Im-
Dodge
how shall I say it?—a citizen of the
"I am not trying to. The years bibes all; the funnel receives at one
world. Ilow can I call myself a lover will separate you and turn you end and discharges at the other; the
of mankind if I prefer a handful of against each other, until you will lath strainer suffers the wine to pass
Jews to all the other nations of the wish that you had not taken the same through, but retains the lees; and the
world—if I say I ant one of a chosen road," he answered her, and in her sieve removes the bran but retains the
people? Oh, father, don't you see ears the quiet words sounded very fine flour.--The Talmud.
that the world's changed since you
were my age?" Iler eyes glowed, her
young voice grew vibrant with en-
thusiasm. "Father, we're standing on
the crossroads now' we've got to
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eyes darkened with pain, and there
was no pride in his voice when he
answered her.
"I do understand, Frieda, though
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young people call us; though I ant no
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Her heart ached with a new pity.
Why had he never spoken like this
.before?
"Yes, I had my dreams," he con-
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"No, not your mother," and his
smile grew a little grim. "I did not
love her like young people love in the
!moving pictures—such love was im-
modest in my time. I never saw her
before the day of our betrothal, when
'the shadchen brought me to her
father's house. But," and his voice
took on a defensive note, "she bore
me two children and has always been
a truer wife to me than you will be
to your husband."
"But I don't understand," the girl
stammered.
"I don't think you will. I was not
blinded Eke you and so many other
young people, by the love of someone
I wished to marry. I did nut confuse
such a love with my love for my peo-
ple, or for what you call humantiy.
With me it was just the fire of youth
we all feel burning when we stand at
the c nosways." Ile stopped for a
moment, his somber eyes growing
moreAragic with his memories. "There
are two paths, Frieda, and all of us
for a moment think we will take the
new and untried road. But usually
we take the old, old path our fathers
and our grandfathers took before us
—and it is better so. I did and I am
not sorry,"
"But I will take the new, untried
road," she cried, more to herself than
to him. "I will go out into a new
world before I get too old to dream
my dreams."
Ile faced her accusingly. "If you
say that, if you are brave enough for
that, your mother was right," he told
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