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The Detroit Jewish Chronicle, 1926-09-09

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Anterkan ffewisk Periodical Center

CLIFTON AVINUll • CINCINNATI 20, OHIO

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THEDETROIT, LWISII fiRONICL-

Builders'
Section

Builders'

Section

THE ONLY JEWISH NEWSPAPER PRINTED IN MICHIGAN
DETROIT, MICHIGAN, THURSDAY, SEPTEMBER 9, 1926

VOL. XXX, NO. 15

Section Two

Iron/ the Yiddish of "Sholom Aleichem"--- Authorized Version

"ON THE FIDDLE" -

sweet sounds. But most often of all beard. That is why he was called
lie
unto him! My Uncle Benny argued sharpened and cut all my fingers the playing of a fiddle could he heard. "ItezImrialka," the beardless one.
and n sharp glance, -pretended not to
sharpening,
and
now
he
conies
and
had a wife who was like a machine.
sett nee stealing over to the bass. And that since he was my grandfather's wants me to change back again with In that house there lived a musician
The people called her "Mother Eve."
oldest
son
the
sofa
belonged
to
him.
was
Nuphtali
Bezborod-
whose !Mine
a dort.il and
Children, I will now play for you instrument he played. If there was when I stretched out my hand tee the And my Uncle Sender argued that lee him!"
ka—a Jew who wore a ShOrt jacket, Of children he had about
a little tune on the fiddle. I imagine a wedding anywhere in the town I thick string he caught hold of me by
a half. They were ragged, half-naked
"Just look at hint," I cried. "Well,
was the youngest son and that the
oarlocks and a starched col-
there is nothing better and liner in the was the first to run forward and wel- the ear and dragged nee, respectfully, sofa belonged to him. And my father then, it won't be! A great bargain curled-up
and
barefooted.
And
each
child, from
lar. Ile had a tine-sized nose. It
world than to be able to play on the come the musicians. I loved to steal to the door.
—peace he unto him! —argued that al- for you—a little bit of steel! Isn't looks as if it had been stuck on his the biggest to the smallest, played on
"Ilene, scamp, kiss the Mezuzah!"
fiddle, What? Perhaps it is not so? over to the bass and draw my fingers
though he was really no more than there enough steel knocking about in face. Ile had thick lips and black a musical instrument. One played the
I don't know how it is with you. But over one of the strings. Boone! And
But this was not of much copse- a son-in-law to my grandfather, and our attic? There will be enough for teeth. Ills face was pock-pitted and
I flew away. Boom! And I flew away.
quellee to me. It did not make me go had no personal claim on the sofa, our children, and our children's chil- had not on it even the signs of a
I know that since I first reached the
Crum to l'age Six)
For
this
same
"boom"
I
one
got
it
age of understanding my heart went
a single step from the musicians. I still, since his wife, my mother, that dren, even."
hot from Berel Bass. Beret Bass, a
loved them all, from Sheika, the little is, was the only daughter of Reb An-
out for a fiddle. I loved as my life any
Anyway I had everything that was
cross
Jew
with
a
flattened
out
nose
musician whatever—no matter what
tiddler, with his beautiful black beard shel, the sofa belonged, by right to necessary. And there only remained
and his thin, white hands, to Getza, her. But all this happened long ago. one thing for me to do—to stale off
the drummer, with his beautiful hump, And as the sofa has remained in our cedarwood from the sofa. For this
and, if you will forgive me for men- house, this Was a proof that it was work I selected a very good time,
tioning it, the big bald patches be- our sofa. And our two aunts inter- when my mother was in the shop and
hind his ears. Not once, but many fered, my Aunt Etka and my Aunt my father had gone tee lie down and
times, did I lie hidden under a bench, Zlatka. They began to carry tales have a nap after dinner. I hid my-
listening to the musicians playing, and tie invent scandals from one house self in a corner, and with a big nail
though I was frequnetly found and tee another. It was sofa and sofa, I betook myself to my work in good
sent home. And from there, from and nothing else but sofa! The town earnest. My father heard, in his
under the bench, I coukl see how rocked, all because of the sofa. How- sleep, how some one was scraping,
Sheika's thin little fingers danced ever, to make a long story short, the something. At first he thought there
about over the strings. And I listened sofa remained our sofa.
were mice in the house and began
to the sweet sounds which he drew
This same sofa was an ordinary to make a noise from his bedroom to
so cleverly out of the little fiddle.
wooden sofa, covered with a thin drive them oft: "Kush! Kush!" I was
Afterwards I used to go about in veneer. This veneer had come un- like dead • • • My father turned
a state of great inward excitement loosened in many places and was over on the other side. And when
for several days on end. And Sheika split up. It was now a number of I heard him snoring I again betook
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and his little fiddle stood before my small mounds. And the upper layer myself tee my work. Suddenly I
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eyes always. At night I saw him in of the veneer which had come un- baked about me. My father was
my dreams, and in the daytime I saw loosened was of the real cedar wood— .standing and staring at time with curi-
him in reality. And he never left my the wood of which fiddles art' made. ous eyes. It appeared that he could
imagination. When no one was look- At least that is what I Was told at not on any account understand what
"
ing I used to imagine that I was school. The sofa had one fault, and was going on—what I was doing. Then
Sheika, the little fiddler. I used tee this fault was in realitypa good qual- when he saw the spoiled and torn
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curve my left arm and move nip fin- ity. For instance, when one sat on sofa, he realized what I had done.
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High Grade Wood
if I were drawing the bow across the One side was higher than the other ear and beat me so much that I
— OF —
strings. At the same time I threw and in the middle there was a hole. fainted away and had to be revived.
and Metal Patterns
a little—just as Shieka did, not a hair And the good thing about our sofa I actually had to have cold water
different.
was that no one wanted to sit on it. thrown over me to bring me to life
My Rebbe, Nota-Leib, once caught And it was put away in a corner to again.
nee doing this—it happened in the one side in compulsory retirement.
"The Lord be with you! What have
middle of a lesson--how I was mov-
It was on this sofa that I had cast you done to the child?" my mother
ing by arms about, throwing my
my eyes to make a fiddle out of the wailed, the tears starting to her eyes.
head to one side, and blinking my
"Your beautiful son!. He will drive
cedar wood veneer. A bow I had al-
eyes, and he gave me a sound box
ready provided myself with long ago. ine into my grave while I am still liv-
on the ears.
I had a comrade, Shimalle Yudel, the ing," said my father, who was white
"What a scamp can do! We are
car-owner's son. He promised see a as chalk. Ile put his hand to his
teaching him his lessons, and he
tees' hairs from the tail of his father's heart and' was attacked by a fit of
makes faces and catches flies!"
coughing which lasted several min-
I promised myself that, even if the horse. And rosin to smear the bow
0
0-
with I had myself. I hated to depend utes.
world
turned
upside-down,
I
must
0-
got rosin from an-
:"Why should you eat your heart nut
I
on
miracle's.
- ...
._.-- have a little fiddle, let it cost me what
other friend of mine, Mayer Lippa, like this?" my mother asked him. "As
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=-7--- it would. Ilut what was I to make a Sarah's son, for a hit of steel from it i s you are a sickly man. Just lank
fiddle out of? Of cedar wood, of
-0-
my mother's old crinoline, which had at the face you've got. May my ene-
course. But it's easy to talk of cedar
WE EXTEND NEW YEAR'S GREETINGS
been knocking` about in the attic. miss have as healthy a year!
wood. How was I to come by it ,
My desire to play the fiddle grew
when, as everybody knows, the cedar Out of this piece of steel Mayer Lippa
afterwards made himself a little with see. The older I grew the strong-
t onlyLairnd 1:ittoleifi(t, iren..n.?w, But
tree
- - ;
knife. It is true, when I saw the er became my desire. And, as if out
-
what dues
was destined to hear mu,'
goes and puts a certain thought into knife I wanted him to change back of spite, I
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again with nee. But he would not sic every day of the week. Right in
my head. In our house there was an
have
it.
He
began
to
shout:
the
middle
of the road, half way be-
Telephone Main 1125.
old sofa. This sofa was left us a
-
"A clever fellow, that What do tween my home and the school, stood •
legacy by our grandfather. Reb An-
a
little
house
covered
with
earth.
And'
worked
hard
for
I
shel. And my two uncles fought over you say to him?
this sofa with my fatLer—peace be three whole nights. I sharpened and from that house came forth various'
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