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The child's head jerked back, and
conscientious nurse, paused curiously.
"Huh! Well, who are you?"
"There's the little Yid who came in the wide eyes closed.
The elevator door slid open and the lungs punctured," grunted the interne,
"What does he say?"
"Ich
bin
a
Yid."
a week ago, isn't it, nurse?"
orderly rolled out the small wheeling thumping the apparently inanimate
The doctor lowered his foci, close
"A what?"
"Yes, sir. He's getting better."
cot. The little figure on the cot was Nurse Reynolds.
"Ich bin a Yid."
to
the trembling little lips.
Indeed, though the boy still lay flat
"Chest crushed evidently, probably
covered to the neck by a rubber sheet,
"Ile says—"
The doctor grunted his disgust. "A on his back, there were unmistakable
but above the edge of the sheet breast with thick red fingers.
The
child's lips formed bra‘ely and
Yid, he says. lluh! another one of signs of improvement in his condition.
peeped a sallow, child's face; the face
"There is no blood on the lips."
'em. No wonder he got run over. His breath came more regularly, his then, clear and distinct, came the
of a small boy. The mouth was drawn
"No," assented the doctor.
Delancey tr
seet's so full of 'em, you cheeks-had a faint glow of color, and answer:
down, but set hard, the nostrils
"Ich bin a Yid."
"Perhaps the lungs have not.been can hardly walk much less drive a in his eyes was the light of undaunted
pinched, the eyelids closed tight. Only pierced."
wagon through."
courage—the courage that alone could
the hair of the child—coal-black hair
FEAST
OF TABERNACLES.
"Um, just possible." The doctor
Nurse Reynolds nodded a dutiful and would cure.
that curled and crisped and waved al l
his search, thumbing the assent, standing rigorously at atten-
"Getting well," ejaculated the
about the well-formed head—seemed continued
Only five days after the great and
bruised little chest with little regard tion.
young doctor. "Why, gosh almighty,
for the patient's comfort. The doctor,
record. "A perfect nurse" the doc- alive.
him up if you can. You can't almost every rib in his chest is staved solemn Day of Atonement comes the
"ICH BIN A YID."
"Run over by a newspaper wagon," following time-worn tradition, treated do "Fix
in. Ile must have been spiked joyous Festival of Succoth or Taber. r
tors called her, meaning a perfect
much
though."
And
his
profes-
grunted the orderly, as he slammed the ordinary ambulance case as an eional duties discharged, the doctor somewhere."
nacles. The synagogue will ots, erve
automaton.
A Short Story.
the door shut, and sank out of sight,
"Apparently not, doctor. lie's com- the festival commencing with Friday
Some day, some yet unborn Edi- eager to return to his early morning unpleasant intrusion, an interference hustled away.
night, Oct. 2, and lasting a week.
with the consumption of good tobacco.
One bright morning, a week later, ing on nicely.
son or Marconi will invent a machine paper and hot coffee.
By John Faith.
During this week every Jew whe ob-
Of course people had to get hurt, oth- the young doctor passed down the
"Did you find out his name?"
so perfect that it will be able to per-
Fifteen minutes later the boy lay erwise there would be no tobacco and ward glancing casually at the octal-
"No, evidently he can't speak Eng- serves the old tradition will take his
all the duties of a trained
meals in little tabernacles or booths
A single light burned high in the form
beer
for
the
surgeons;
but
how
much
pants
of
the
cots.
lish.
Ile
doesn't
understand
what
nurse. Then, no longer shall we be stretched out on one of the many
that have been erected in the yard.
ceiling of the hospital corridor, shin- forced to take account of the human cots that ran the length of the long tobacco and beer could a waif from
Many f the children sat, propped we say; but every once in a while he This is in accordance with the cons.
ing coldly down upon the clean white foibles that endanger the welfare of children's ward. On every pillow lay the streets provide?
up by their pillows, wan little hands mumbles.
mond: "Ye shall dwell in booths
walls and the spotless marble floor. our patients, and, it is true, make a a dark little head, some quiet, more
"I'll give him till noon," concluded lying weakly on the coverlet, little
"Ja, ich bin a Yid."
No sound broke the silence' of the
twisting restlessly back and fort . the oracle, accompanying his dictum faces peering out from the hollows of
snorted the doctor. seven days, that your generations
'Ich his
Id
may know that I tootle the children
night save the monotonous tick, tick hospital bearable.
But always as the little heads turned, with a final vigorous poke at the
"Proud
of
it
apparently,
actually
ere
their white pillows.
Through the stillness of the night the dull eyes of the children hung child's splintered breastbone.
of Israel to dwell in booths when I
of the little r!ckel clock above the
a child, somewhat stronger than his proud of it! "
came the clatter of hoofs on the longest upon the row of windows that
brought them out of the land of
register over the nurse's table.
The boy's lips parted suddenly in fellow-sufferers, toyed idly with the
That
night
it
fell
bitter
cold
with
a
bricked
driveway,
as
the
ambulance
Mary Reynolds, night nurse of Ed-
lined one side of the dormitory. For a hoarse croak of agony. Then slowly little knick-knacks, with which som e high east wind that rattled the panes Egypt." (Lev. 23-42.) The festival
ward, sat like a starched statue at wheeled up to the hospital door.
through those windows, now dark, the eyelids drew back and into the of the more unprofessional nurses had of Edward and sifted in through the is therefore reminiscent of the Wil-
Nurse Reynolds heard the sound, would first come the pale gray light doctor's face there peered a pair of
derness and of the divine watchful.
her little table, painstakingly plot-
supplied them. One little urchin had
of the old hospital building. ness over Israel during the perilous
ting out her charts. With firm hands and knew well what it signalled. of the dawn. With that cold light big brown eyes, fevered and brilliant. his nose buried in the depths of a crevices
To
make
matters
worse,
the
antiquat-
Idle
curiosity,
however,
had
no
place
period of its wanderings.
that needed no ruler she drew her
comes the kindling of the spark of
"Huh, come to, have you? Now we withered pink carnation, another ar-
It has also the significance of a
pen across the ruled lines of white in her mechanical soul. Besides hers courage and hope; courage for the can find out something." And again ranged and rearranged in endless va- ed heating plant, long inadequate for
its purposes, gave out entirely; and
paper, now describing a straight up- was not the only ward in the hos- hard fight against pain, hope for the the doctor prodded the sunken chest. riety half a dozen toothpicks, a third the superintendent was forced to em- harvest festival, for it was celebrated
pital,
and
her
charts
must
be
ready
in
ancient times in the season of the
ward slant, now with a steady down-
soothing lull of blest relief. For the "Does that hurt?"
was snipping away with a pair of
any expedient that came to his ingathering of the produce of the
ward stoke Indicating the patient's for the visiting surgeon at eight- well, night is the time of rest and
The child squirmed silently, his blunt scissors at a gorgeous orange ploy
hand
to
raise
the
temperature
of
the
field.
It is therefore also called "the
thirty
sharp.
return to normal temperature. Her
comfort; but for the sick, night means
pleading.
circus poster. Day had come with its
The outer door of the hospital only the endless day of living death. eyes
room.
Feast of Ingathering." At this time
line once plotted, she inscribed her
"Can't you speak?" growled one cheery sunshine and warm comfort. great
Extra bed clothes were little help. the Jew was bidden to take on the
closed
softly,
the
ambulance
passed
notes at the bottom of the sheet in
Beside the boy's cot stood the prim doctor.
On most of the cots, however, the Finally, in desperation, the superin- first day of the festival "the fruit of
the small, angular, straight up-and- on back to the stable. Then, as the nurse and the young doctor, deep in
Slowly the boy's lips pursed, trying children lay prostrate, only their eyes tendent,
rummaging through the rub- the goodly tree, branches of palm
down handwriting which so clearly hum of the elevator presaged the earnest consultation.
vainly to form coherent sounds.
betraying
their interest in the re- bish of the cellar, unearthed half a trees, and boughs of thick.leaved
harmonized with her character. probability that the new patient was
"Can't speak, eh? Well, who are
"Ile's been unconscious ever since
dozen
rusty
oil stoves and established trees, and willows of the brook; and
newed
life
about
them.
for
her
care,
Nurse
Reynolds
rose
Never a blot or an erasure sullied
the wagon hit him," the doctor was you, anyhow?"
of these cots the young doc-
in F., ward.
ye shall rejoice before the Lord, your
the pristine chastity of Nurse Rey- impassively, and marched towards saying.
With an effort the dry tongue tor, trailed as usual by the hyper- i them
Nurse
Reynolds,
at her nightly God, seven days." (Lev. 23-40.) The
nolds' charts, never an error or in- the elevator door, her stiff skirts
affirmed twisted itself. "Ich bin—ich bin—"
unconscious,"
"Quite
--
duties,
was
suddenly
shocked
out
of
crackling
importantly
at
every
step.
traditional Jew makes a blessing over
discretion marred her professions
her conventional calm by the sound these offerings every day during the
of a heavy thumpfrom the ward. festival, while in many modern syna-
Hastening in as fast as her dignity gogues the first night of the festival
e up
allowed, she
d the night light has been turned into a harvest of
fl ash
and running her eyes down the row thanksgiving service when, under 5
of cots saw that one was empty. Be- symbolic representation of a booth
side the cot in a tangled heap of bed over the pulpit, the children of the
clothes lay a lusty baby kicking in- congregation bring offerings of field
dustriously at his hampering folds. and forest to the accompaniment of a
The oil stove close to the foot of the ritual of song and praise.
bed was in imminent danger.
The last day of the festival is
Darting forward, the nurse grabbed called Simhath Torah—the Rejoicing
the wriggling youngster, lost her grip, Over the Law. It marks the conch].
twisted violently, and crashed into the sion of the reading of the Pentateuch,
oil stove.
which, in separate portions on every
With a hissing roar the stove burst Sabbath, is read in its entirety every
into a flash of flame. The spilled oil year. To the Jew the Torah or the
spread over the floor, and the licking Law is eternal. It has no beginning
fire ate into the dry wood.
and no end. Therefore no sooner
In five minutes the whole ward was are the last verses of the last book
aflame, and, in spite of all that order- of the Pentateuch read in the syna-
lies, nurses and doctors could do, it gogue than immediately thereafter
seemed that most of the sick babies the first verses of the first book are
must be lost in the frightful whirl of also read. making the process with-
I sparks and smoke.
out beginning or end from year to
Choking and coughing, with char- year and from century to century.
red clothes and blistered flesh, the At this time there is great rejoicing
superintendent drove his aids out of in the orthodox synagogue. There
the ward and down the stairs. There are many processions around the pul-
had been plenty of time to save the pit, participated in by the entire con-
other inmates, and as the sobbing gregation, and preceded by the Scroll
nurses reached the cold air outside of the Law, and accompanied by the
the building, the whole surface of chanting of hymns and hosannas.
snowy ground was littered with heaps
Thus closes the cycle of holy days
Detroit has the country's most efficient Fire Department, an organization of valiant
of bed clothing in which the sufferers extending over a period of two weeks,
lay wrapped.
beginning with a day of fate, the sol-
men—men who respond to every alarm, prepared to make any sacrifice in line of duty.
Far down at the bottom of the hill emn Rosh Ilashonah or New Year,
The city is not treating these men fairly and cannot do so unless YOU say "it shall
was heard the clang of the engines; and ending with a day of rejoicing,
but already the building was doomed. the Rejoicing.Over the Law.
be done."
"Are they all out?" mumbled the
young doctor, his swollen tongue Leading Detroit Citizens En-
In 1918 a new City Charter was adopted. This new Charter removed a just reward for
mouthing the words.
Nurse Reynolds sank slowly upon dorse Firemen's Pension Law
their services from Detroit Firemen and resulted in an unequal adjustment of pensions.
the icy ground and laughed; laughed
Now Before Public.
This unfairness should be rectified NOW.
as she rocked from aide to side;
laughed as they poured water on her
Men who joined the Department prior to 1918 receive pensions under the old Charter
Endorsements
of the proposed
smouldering clothes and crackling
hair; laughed until the carried her charter amendment to provide retire-
—twice the amount of those who joined since that time. ALL :DO THE SAME
ment
at
half-pay
for
Detroit firemen,
away from the scene wrapped in
WORK, ALL TAKE THE SAME RISKS, ALL SHOULD RECEIVE THE SAME
which will come before the voters at
heavy blankets.
the
primary
election
on Oct. 6, have
From the windows of E ward, fif-
REWARD.
teen feet above the ground, the smoke been received from Charles Bowles,
candidate
for
mayor;
the Right Rev.
was belching out in quick, heavy puffs,
Disabled men, with families and having medical attention to pay for, are expected to
sparks flashing through the heavy Michael Gallagher, Bishop of De.
troit, and a large number of promi-
blackness as they shot skyward.
exist on from $50 to $65 per month, under the existing pension scale.
"If there's anyone in there, they're nent manufacturers, merchants and
judges. Wishes for its adoption by
gone," groaned the young doctor.
Widows of Firemen killed in action receive $100 per month and $20 per month for
Even as he spoke, however, a white the people were expressed by C. J.
each child under 16 years of age. Had the men been permanently disabled instead
blotch appeared in the opening of one Butler, president of Morgan
of the windows. To the frenzied spec- Wright, tire manufacturers; Wailer
of killed outright, their wives would have but $50 to $65 per month with which to sup-
tators on the ground below, it seemed 0. Briggs, president of the Briggs
as though two tiny figures clung there Manufacturing Company; R. L.
port their families and invalid husbands.
wavering close in each other's arms. Chope, president of the Chope Ste-
ro-
The men in the Fire Department are called upon daily to risk their lives in the pent
A heavy cloud of smoke enveloped vens Paper Company, and Charles D.
the figures for an instant, but as the Hastings, president of the Hupp Mo-
tection of YOUR property. YOU should protect them and assure them of a dec
wind whipped clean the window tor Car Corporation.
Through the Reverend John M.
ledge, it was seen that the figures
livelihood when years or injuries force them to retire.
Doyle, chancellor of the diocese. the
were still there, clinging hopelessly.
Retirement at half-pay—what the firemen are asking for—is a matter of simple jus-
"A blanket, a blanket," rouse a Right Reverend Michael James Gal-
chorus of voices. Then another whirl lagher, Bishop of Detroit, expressed
tice. It has the public endorsement of every member of the Fire Commission, of the
his hearty approval of th' proposed
of blackness swept over the sight.
Mayor and of all nine members of the Common Council. But before the city can
Then, as if hurled from the ledge amendment and his wishes for its suc-
cess
at the polls. Richard H. Webber,
by the fierce blast of heat that shot
perform what its officials say is its plain duty, YOU must give the amendment equaliz-
from the window, the white mass fell president of the J. L. Hudson Com-
pany;
II. L. Ware, general manager
ing pensions your approval by voting "Yes" at the Primary election, October 6.
straight down to the frozen ground
of the Frank & Seder Company ; Jo-
below.
A dozen men were around it within seph I,. Hickey, the E. J. Hickey Com-
a second. On the frozen ground lay pany; Harry C. Walker, president of
the twisted and shapeless form of a Walker & Co.; Merton,E. Farr, presi•
boy, curled up and limp, his puny dent of the Detroit Shipbuilding Com-
arms tightly hugging a white mass of pany, and Paxton Mendelssohn of the
blanketing. From the blanket came fire prevention committee of the De-
troit Board of Commerce have also
a faint, whining cry.
"It's a baby," exclaimed the young expressed their approval of the pro-
doctor, as he untangled the roll of posed amendment.
clothing and gazed astonished into the
SIMCHAS TORAH BALL
blinking eyes of a scared but perfectly
unharmed two-year-old.
Tickets are being sold rapidly for
"And the other one?" grasped the
the Simchaa Torah ball which will be
voices.
The broken form of the boy twisted held on Sunday evening, Oct. I!, at
about and the eyes opened, white and the Philadelphia and Byron Avenue
staring in the blackened face. A rack- Talmud Torah by the Northwestern
ing shudder shook the little body and Women's League of the United lie.
at each cough a spurt of blood rushed brew Schools. Mrs. Max Wek.ler,
from the mouth. chairman of the dance, announces
The young doctor knelt low over the that an excellent orchestra has been
dying child, whispering softly. obtained. A beautiful prize will be
given to the best dancing couple.
"What does he say?"
"Ile says—he says," the doctor's
To break in a young horse requires
voice strangled and broke. "He
an old rider.
says—"

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Why You Should Vote
YES

to Equalize Firemen's Pensions

Remember the Date, October 6, and in Fairness Vote
i5C] Y ES
to Equalize Firemen's Pensions

These Prominent Men Endorse
Equalized Pensions for Firemen

Arthur A. Wood

Charles P. O'Neil

Corporation Counsel

R. L. Chope

Chope-St

Richard Reading

Former City Controller

Paxton Mendelsshon

Frank H. Croul

Joseph A. Braun

Police Commissioner

Braun Lumber Co.

Judge Wm. B. Connolly

C. J. Butler

Morgan & Wright

Richard Lindsay

City Clerk

Judge Clyde I. Webster

Judge Harry S. Dingeman
W. J. Nesbitt

Directors
David A. Brown
Herman Lieberman
George J. Hunter
A. Peter Kennedy

Paper Co.

of

Thomas J. Marsden

Mayor John W. Smith

Charles D. Hastings

Hupp Motor Car Co.

Rt. Rev. Michael J. Gallagher, D. D. Richard H. Webber

Roman Catholic Bishop, Diocese of
Detroit.

Charles Bowles

Attorney

Harry C. Walker

Walker & Co.

H. L. Ware

Frank & Seder Co.

W. 0. Briggs

Ttivirri firjet.

The J. L. Hudson Co.

Judge Joseph A. Moynihan

Joseph L. Hickey

E. J. Hickey Co.

Judge DeWitt H. Merriam
Merton E. Farr

FF

Es.

Antv

After the Show

"The Oriental"

For the Most Delicious
Chop Suey or Chow Mel.

Detroit Shipbuilding Co.

Harry A. Stormfeltz

Briggs Manufacturing Co.

DANCE

The Storrnfels.Loveley Co.

Members Detroit Common Council
Old Newsboys' Goodfellow Fund
Fred W. Castator
John C. Nagel
John C. Lodge
Herman W. Schmeman
Nathan Samuels
Arthur E Dingeman Dr. Frank B. Broderick
John Stephenson
William A. Parrish
Robert Y. Ogg
Robert G. Ewald
James J. Murphy
Jos. W. Brady
William P. Bradley
William Gutman
James W. Bishop
Board R f Fire Commissioners
C. Hayward Murphy
Charles F. Clippert
George
W. Trendle
August A. Schantz

To the Rhythmic Tune of
Bert Milan and His Band

NO COVER CHARGE

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Book-Cadillac Hotel at

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