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November 18, 1927

Cheshvan 24, 5688

Why No "I"'

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Our next column neighbor, Charles H. Joseph. re-
marks this week that a young man of the Detroit Jew-
ish community has written him telling of our lack of
suitable quarters for a Jewish Center or "Y." Where-
upon Mr. Joseph expresses surprise "that Detroit, one
of the most progressive cities in the country and with
one of the most fcrward looking Jewish groups, should
not have long before this seen to it that a suitable cen-
ter was established for the young Jewish men and
women."
If Mr. Joseph is surprised to learn that we are ill
equipped in the matter of social and recreational facili-
ties for our young men and women, what would he say
if he knew that we are also lacking in adequate hospi-
tal facilities, that, in fact, we are the only Jewish com-
munity of over 50,000 in America without a Jewish
hospital! What would be his surprise if he were furth-
er apprised of the fact that until the last few months
we were very poorly equipped in the matter of syna-
gogues and that our institutions for the care of the
aged and the orphaned are still in a primitive con-
dition?
But we must all remember that the Jewish commun-
ity of Detroit, like the city in general, has grown up
over night. No amount of planning and foresight
could possibly have kept pace with the speedy increase
of population. Besides, the increase in population has
been far in excess of the increase of the per capita
wealth of our Jewry. We are. in fact, still a pioneer
community. Building on any large scale would have
been extremely unwise--as, indeed it proved to be in
the case of the United Hebrew Schools. The Jewish
population has been in a constant state of migration
from one section of the city to another. No sooner does
an institution build and become established in one
neighborhood, than the Jewish population drifts away
to some other part of the city and the building has to
be disposed of.
Then too, our people have given very liberally dur-
ing the last 10 years to every drive and campaign for
foreign relief and Palestine colonization. Much of the
money that might have gone into the building of a Jew-
ish Center, a "Y" or other community institution, has
gone overseas to succor our suffering brethren in East-
ern Europe. Few people in other parts of the country
realize what a real sacrifice the Jews of Detroit have
been making these last 10 yeas—a genuine sacrifice of
personal comfort and advantage.
And recently, when it began to look as if we were
going to be able to meet some of these pressing needs
in our own communal life, we ran headlong into one of
the worst periods of business depression that Detroit
has ever seen.
All of which, it seems to us, is reason enough why
the Detroit Jewish community is so woefully lacking
in the essentials of communal building.
Reading these remarks, Mr. Joseph will no longer
be surprised, if he receives letters from young men who,
with the characteristic impatience of youth, complain
of the slowness of our communal building program.
Nevertheless, we would remind Mr. Joseph that
while we have made little progress in some things we
have made much progress in other things. We have
completed or have begun construction of two large,
modern synagogues during the last year and are rais-
ing funds for two others. Our summer vacation camps
are models of their kind—one of them, constructed and
completed during the current year, at considerable ex-
pense. And the projected plans of our Federation are
by no means niggardly in scope. We only await the full
payment of obligations to the foreign relief and Zionist
campaigns and. above all, the return of normal business
conditions before embarking on a vigorous program of
communal building that shall be a credit to our com-
munity.

Bertrand Russell

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It is eminently fitting that Bertrand Russell, coming
to Detroit Saturday, should appear under the auspices
of the B'nai B'rith. Those who have followed the writ-
ings of this greatest of all modern thinkers !mow that
there is almost a family resemblance between the
thought of Bertrand Russell and the thought of the best
Jewish minds today.
This kinship of attitude and approach is no mere
accident. Jewish thought today, wherever it has freed
itself from the confining narrowness of ecclesiasticism,
is intent upon just the sort of intellectual realism that
makes Russell the philosopher of modernity. Accept-
ing nothing that cannot be logically demonstrated,
weighing all things that can ge weighed by human
understanding and viewing all the rest with an open
mind—that is the mental attitude of Russel. And that
is the mental attitude of the Jew today.
We would caution those who are familiar with Rus-
sell and his philosophy only from the chapter in the
"Story of Philosophy" by Will Durant. that our Eng-
lishguest is not at all the cold thinking machine that
the popular Mr. Durant makes him out to be. The
thousands who have received that impression from Dur-
ant's book will, if they hear Mr. Russell during his tour
of the United States, be very much surprised to find
that he is really a high-strung, emotional man—a fact
that does not emerge from his writings. He is the
inspired mathematician, the poet of numbers.
lie
knows and understands the emotions of man and gives
them their due place in the scheme of things as thee
are.
In this he is again the uncompromising realist. He
views science, not as an end in itself, but as a means to
an end—an end that we do not, perhaps cannot know.

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He is not deceived by the noisy blatancies of our civili-
zation. Human values transcend all other values in
his philosophy. Ile allows the machine its proper place
in society but he does not glorify the machine. Neither
does he fall into the alternative error of egocentric
pride. To him man is not the center of the universe but
he is the center of his own little universe. Ile knows
our human fears but he neither pities nor blames us for
them, much less does he deride us, as some have seen
fit to do recently. He is the scientist of the human
mind. He observes, understands and records.
It will be obvious that in that respect Russell re-
sembles Spinoza. Like the great Jewish thinker, he
sees the universe as a vast machine of cause and effect,
but, again like Spinoza, he does not jump to the con-
clusion that the problem of human life and its meaning
is solved by that phrase. Spinoza has been called the
"God-intoxicated man." Russell, too, experiences a
sublime intoxication, but it is Science that intoxicates
him. Not the methods of science, which change with
every new problem, but the aim of science, the intel-
lectual approach of science.
There is still another analogy between Russell and
Spinoza. It has been said that "Spinoza's God was an
atheist." So also is Russell's Science. It is not quite
sure of itself. Which, after all, is the very quintessence
of the scientific approach.
We have had occasion in these columns to commend
Pisgah Lodge for its enterprising intellectual advance-
ment programs. May we one more congratulate this
splendid organization for having arranged to bring Mr.
Russell to Detroit. The whole community owes Pisgah
Lodge a rising vote of thanks.

Unity and Uniformity

It is characteristic of speakers on unity between re-
ligious or national groups to think of unity as something ,
that will be posible when all people will be precisely
like themselves. As Professor I. Leo Sharfman pointed
out in his remarks at the Good Will Dinner at Temple
Beth El last Tuesday evening, there is a tendency to
confuse unity with uniformity. Of course there would
be real unity of thought if all thought alike. And there
would be real unity of purpose if all people wanted ex-
actly the same things in life. But it so happens that
such unity is just as undesirable as it is impossible.
The problem of unity is a good deal like that of
assimilation. Assimilation may mean adjustment, but
what the dominant group usually prefers to understand
by assimilation is the merging of the minority group
into its own forms of life and thought.
Good will is a good thing as long as it means the
will to live and let live.

Dinner Diplomacy

It would seem that in all Jewish affairs the dinner
seems to be the most effective mode of progress. Drives
and campaigns are launched with six-course dinners.
The Jewish problem is settled all over again every day
in the week at a thousand ladies' luncheons. And now
comes the news from London that what ten years of
Zionist statesmanship have failed to accomplish has
been achieved through the medium of broiled white fish
and after-dinner oratory. After all, nothing seems to
lubricate the ponderous machinery of state so well as
the festive cup.
It is too early at this writing to tell whether the Brit-
ish policies in Palestine are going to be altered for the
better as a result of the brilliant testimonial dinner to
Lord Balfour that was given in London last week to
commemorate the tenth anniversary of the Balfour
Declaration. The indications are that Lord Balfour
spoke on that occasion as the mouthpiece of the govern-
ment.
Perhaps it is too much to say that there was any seri-
ous possibility of friction, but the issue was clear enough
to everybody. Reforms, especially in the matter of tax-
ation, were absolutely imperative. Lord Balfour's as-
surance that the Palestine government has this matter
under advisement is encouraging. It should not take
the Palestine officials long to find out that there has
been a glaring inequality in the apportionment of taxes
as between Jew and Arab. When the special commis-
sion, which is now making a survey of taxable land,
reports its findings to the government "important re-
forms will be introduced," said Lord Balfour.
All in all. it strikes us that much of real value was
accomplished at this dinner. But let us hope that the
next love-feast will not have to wait upon the twentieth
anniversary of the Balfour Declaration. Dinners are in
order all the time, and such a dinner as this one is worth
eating at least once a week.

A Good Idea

No one denies to the "younger set" the right to or-
ganize social clubs, to hold dances, to give luncheons
and play bridge and bunco to their hearts' content.
The numerous clubs and societies that exist for that pur-
pose in our community serve a necessary function.
Some of them devote a portion of their funds to chari-
table purposes each season.
Nevertheless, it is gratifying to learn that a move-
ment is on foot to band these social clubs together next
month into one large, effective organization to raise
funds for the benefit of of the Jewish Orphans' Home
and Farm School in Georgetown, Ont. We understand
that the clubs will be united only temporarily for the
purposes of this affair, but we hope that some way will
be found to maintain at least a partial unity, perhaps
through the medium of a common advisory board or
committee of club presidents. Something of the sort
was recently accomplished by the women's clubs of the
community under the presidency of Mrs. Joseph Welt.
In unity there is strength.
The Phalanx Club is the young people's organiza-
tion that has taken the active lead in bringing about
this co-operation of the social clubs. The officers and
members of this club are to be congratulated on their
splendid public spirit. We also learn that the project
is meeting with the success that it deserves for a num-
ber of social organizations have already signified their
willingness to assist. among them the Alpha Beta Gam-
ma, Ased-Ed-Din, W. W. Girls, L'Allegro Girls , Blue
Bird Girls, Athena Girls, Meta Alpha Theta. the .Fai-
coms, Cleophas Club, the Frolickers of the Y. W. H. A.,
Theta Delta Kappa. C. L. II. Girls and the Nu Theta
Kappa. Surely this is an impressive array of youthful
energy. There are still others who may he expected to
join the enterprise. It is worthy of all the effort that is
being expended upon it and the Jewish Orphans' Home
and Farm School deserves the aid it is likely to receive.

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"THE FIGHTING JEW"

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By CAPT. HERMAN ARCHER, U. S. A.

well,

I am glad to see the two ex-adventurers on the
peace cruise, Herman Bernstein and Henry Ford, shake
hands and bury the hatchet. alr. Bernstein, who had his
libs1 suit settled, called to see Mr. Ford and expre=s his
pleasure of the new Ford car. He also told Mr. Ford that
by the latter's manly repudiation of Mr. Cameron's anti-
Jewish tommyrot, he had dealt a deadly blow to bigotry
and race prejudice everywhere. air. Ford said that he
had made his retraction without any mental reservation
whatsoever. So they sat around the hearth and smoked
the pipe of peace. So everybody's happy and it's a fine
world we are living in.

The following letter from Rabbi Harry Mayer, of
Kansas City, requires no comment, but is published in
the interest of fair play:

Dear Mr. Joseph:
Knowing your sense of justice and fair play I
cannot imagine that you would willingly be the
meant of permitting a shadow to rest upon the
name of a good man. The letter of my highly
esteemed friend, Rabbi Louis Wolsey, published by
you in your RANDOM THOUGHTS, casts a doubt,
which I believe to be unjustified, upon the loyalty
of the late Judge Trieber to Judaism. The facts
which Rabbi Wolsey presents, are, of course, all
true. to far as they go, but they do not in my opin-
ion lead necessarily to the conclusion on which he
bases his judgment that Judge Trieber should be
considered a disloyal Jew. There are extenuating
circumstances that fully explain all the facts men-
tioned by Rabbi Wolsey, and in the light of these
circumstances the well-known pride of Judge Trie-
ber in his Jewishness can readily be appreciated.
From my personal knowledge of the workings of
Judge Trieber's brilliant mind, I am convinced
that he does not desire to be read out of the Jew-
ish fold.

I am in receipt of a letter from a young man, a mem-
ber of the Detroit Jewish community, who urged me to
espouse the cause of a proper Jewish center or "Y" in
that city. That letter properly should have been sent
to the editor of the "Jewish Chronicle" of that city as,
after all, it is Detroit Jewry's job to provide the proper
environment for the Jewish youth. The young man corn-
plains that he finds it difficult to meet the right kind of
people, and to find desirable mental and social recreation
in the right environment. To join the Men's Club of the
Temple he thinks will bring him into contact with only
older men and he believes in youth seeking the corn-
panionship of youth. I am surprised that Detroit, one
of the most progressive cities in the country and with one
of the most forward looking Jewish groups, should not
have long before this seen to it that a suitable center was
established for the young Jewish men and women. flow-
ever, I wish to advise my correspondent that the author
of this column resides in Pittsburgh, Pa. Therefore I
can only suggest what he wants at long distance.

All sorts of unusual things happen in Dr. Stephen
Wise's Free Synagogue, and it is fortunate that the Doc-
for is so nimble-witted, as it saves many situations from
becoming embarrassing. On a recent Sunday a little
man walked up onto the platform of Carnegie Music Hall
before Dr. Wise started his sermon and said: "I am the
Messiah, the man of peace", and quickly Dr. Wise re-
plied: "If you are the man of Peace, then leave me in
peace", and taking the little man by the arm he walked
him off the platform, and the little man went quietly out
of the hall.

I am interested and somewhat amused to see the
trouble my gond friend, Louis Wolheim, the terrible
"Captain Flagg" of "What Price Glory", is having in
trying to get that nose of his molded - into a Grecian con-
tour. Wolheim, who by the way is a philosopher as well
as an actor, insists that he wants to get through life
without making his nose his principal asset. But when
he started to make the alteration, he was halted by an
injunction obtained by the theatrical producers for whom
he is making a picture and for which the regular Wolheim
nose is a valuable asset. So I am afraid that Louis will
have to bide his time when he is to appear with a Jack
Barrymore profile.

It seems that no actor is willing to miss an oppor-
tunity to try his talent on the "Merchant of Venice",
and no we have the announcement that George Arliss is
to play the part of "Shylock". I am sorry. We have
had all too much of him on the stage. I recall a well-
known rabbi saying that if Shakespeare had organized a
band of soldiers and had massacred all the Jews in Venice
he would never have harmed the Jews as much as he has
by creating "Shylock", which has carried in its wake
prejudice against the Jews for centuries. Jews should
not support this play, even though Arliss plays in it.

It is interesting to note the social position of prom-
inent Jews in England. The other day Sir Philip Sassoon,
one of the richest men in England, flew over to this
country from Canada. He was private secretary to Field
Marshal Haig and later Secretary to Lloyd George, and
it is rumored that he is engaged to Lloyd George's daugh-
ter, Megan Lloyd George. Then we come to Sir Alfred
Mond, another of England's wealthiest Jews and a Zion-
ist. He has an outstanding political and social position.
One of his daughters married Gerald Isaacs, son of the
Marquis of Reading; another married Sir Neville Pear-
son, great English newspaper proprietor, while his only
son married a Miss Wilson of South Africa. The reader
will observe the easy intermarriage that goes on in Eng-
lish-Jewish society.

If one is to judge by the bitterness and animosity of
the new Christ film called "King of Kings", produced by
Cecil de Mille, it is a good picture for the Jewi=h people
of this country to refuse to support, and I would earnest-
ly suggest that when this picture is shown in your town
or city that you show your displeasure of the anti-Jewish
prejudice it invites by remaining away from it.
One
would imagine by this time that even movie picture mag-
nates would know that handling a religious subject is a
very delicate procedure. And they should he taught a
lesson. Owners of movie houses should fight this pic-
ture as it will serve to alienate the good will of many of
their regular patrons. Don't he misled by the non-
sensical position that was taken by short-sighted Jews in
the Ford fight, who said that if we left Ford alone he
would come around all right, and that by fighting him
we were advertising him. You fight this film, "King of
Kings", and fight it hard. That's the only way to get
it off the screen.

One would imagine that former Russian royalists
would be glad that they are alive and be satisfied to let
others live in peace. But evidently that is too much to
expect of those glorified loafers. A group of them went
to China and of course started trouble by distributing
hand bills urging the Chinese to expel the Jews. I will
say this, that the .laws have helped pay the debt of gen-
erations of oppression under the monarchist regime in
Russia, so one cannot expect these castaways to be over-
friendly with the people they hated, despised and out-
raged and who, in the end, contributed their bit to de-
throning these social parasite,.

One of the finest spirits in the American rabbinate
preached his final sermon after forty years of consecu-
tive service as rabbi of Isaiah Congregation, Chicago. I
refer to Dr. Joseph Stolz. It has not been my privilege
to tome into contact with Dr. Stolz for almost twenty
years. but I know hint well. He ha• a most lovable per-
sonality, and exactly as he took for the subject of his
last sermon, "Be thou a blessing," he himself has been
a blessing to the Jewish people. Ile is not merely an in-
tellectual rabbi but he has been a pastor to hi= people.
A scholar and a gentleman, one of the finest examples
of the "old school . ' of graduates from the Hebrew Union
College. Dr. Stolz is going to devote the remainder of
his life to literary and educational work. And his thous-
ands of friends all over the country wish him well.

I Editor's Soto:—Sara Dreben, Russian by birth, enlisted in
the Fourteenth Regular Infantry in his 'teens. Followed serv-
ice in the Philippines and China, and, as a soldier of fortune,
in Nicauragua and Mexico; then scouting for Pershing in
Mexico. and the Great War. Dreben went over as a top
sereeant in the Thirty-sixth Division. For leading a desperate
raid against a machine gun position he received the American
Distinguished Service Cross, the Croix de Guerre with Palm,
and the Medaille Militaire, highest French award to an enlisted
man. Sam Dreben, soldier and gentleman, is known through-
out the army as "The Fighting Jew." The following story is
printed by courtesy of the New York World.)

A pudgy, forlorn little sergeant

of the A. E. F., already gray and

hugging 40, stopped Floyd Gib-

bons, famous war correspondent

who lost an eye in the fight at

Belleau Wood, on the streets of

Paris a short time after the armi-

stice. Timidly he plucked at the

writer's sleeve and spoke in a voice

as low, as gentle as that of a bash-

ful schoolgirl. The stalwart Gib-

bons looked down swiftly, imper-

aonally, as he might have regarded

s eal troops had marched out

against the rebels. Gen. Francisco
Villa, one of the government lead-
en, had begun an enveloping
movement, and had all but flanked
the revolutionists before they dis-
covered their plight. Retreat had
been sounde d. The federals
pressed forward to victory. The
retreat threatened to become a
rout; General ('ampa's 18-year-old
son was shot dead at his side. Sud-
denly, the morale of the rebels col-
lapsed. They turned and fled in
panic. Everything seemed lost.

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But there was one figure that
an importunate beggar. He saw
remained like a rock against this
victorious
charge.
A short, gun
stout
the replica of thousands of Jewis's little
man sat
on a machine
in

business men the world over, front of General Campa's careful-
though the sergeant was, of course, ly planted artillery. This was Sam

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in uniform—a dark, fleshy man Dreben, the Fighting Jew.
whose mild if shrewd eyes sat deep
Past him to the rear raced his
in
shadows
wrinkled,
disturbed.
One
by Sam
one his
colored
skin of
under
dark coffee-
brows, own
infantry,
but
was own
not

gunners joined the race for safety,
and whose paunch was nearly of but still Sam stayed on, swinging
Santa himself,
Claus proportions.
Gibbons
found
oddly enough,
gaz- his own machine gun from side to
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ing into the disturbed face of a side, pouring a hail of bullets into 4 st
the
enemy.
Ile was quiet,
calm,
suppliant. He looked amazed. and
Jack
Zimmerman,
one of

the

"Why—why, Sam," he ex. last to remain at his side, was au-
claimed, stretching forth the hand thority for the statement that his
of welcome. "What's wrong?" voice was as soft and gentle no
"Floyd, I want to see Pershing," always when he said:
the lugubrious soldier told him. "I
there's
time. I
thought maybe you could fix it." can "Go,
hold Jack,
them while
a little
longer."

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"Surely, Sam, I'll fix it. I'm go-
Here and there a Mexican stop-
ing up there
now. But what on ped in his flight; soon these men
earth has hit you? You look like were carrying to the rear machine
you'd lost your dog. guns, were hurrying other pieces
The newspaper man, even then of precious rebel artillery to the
wearing the black patch which coy. rear, under cover
of the
deadly,
ered his blinded eye, looked, for vicious fire from the
Fiehtins
all that, the veteran of world af-
Jew's single, lethal gun. Twice
fairs that he was—bold, confident,
bullets nipped the flesh of the sol-
courteous and kind. As he strode
dier of fortune, but the flow of
into Paris headquarters a few min-
blood did not even give a ripple
utes later, that high-celled, noble of unsteadiness to the leaden hail
old drawing room where General from his hand.
Pershing stood that afternoon, sur-
All this time, the federals kept
rounded
by army
of many
nations was
like a officers
page from
Na- up an unceasing fire against the
poleonic days. But Gibbons be- American; but finally night put an
end
the uneven
struggle,
longed—in his own profession he
the to
Fighting
Jew packed
up and
his
was royalty. And like a retainer,
machine
gun,
caught
a
riderless
even, perhaps, like a valet, the lit-
horse in rode
a gully
with to
a safety.
wound-
tle sergeant toddled hurriedly at comrade
20 and
miles
his heels — shrinking. self - con-
scious. unhappy. Gibbons went
The tide of that particular revo-
straight up to Pershing. The gen- lution shifted. The rebels retired
eral nodded kindly enough,
,
but to Jimenez and reorganized. When
having acknowledged Gibbons' the cards stilled, Sam Dreben was
salutation, he stuck out his hand a colonel in command of a regi-
to the sergeant. With a voice of ment of cavalry, composed of far-
deep and fatherly sincerity, the mer Rurales and cowboys. More
general said: battles around Torreon and Du-
rango with the advantage to the
"Sam,
mighty
to see
federals,
and de
the
retired
to
you.
I've I'm
wanted
for glad
a long
time
Hacienda
la rebels
Refugio.
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to tell you how proud I am of you. General Camp, who, though he

Is

there anything I can do for had an American wife, still hated
you?" Americans, had Dreben, his
"Yes—yes, sir," Sam managed friends, Tracy Richardson and
with difficulty, and a crimson face, Jack Zimmerman, thrown into

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"you can let me go home to my prison. Maybe he wanted to make
wife—and, and business."
them goats, to put the blame on
"Immediately," said Pershing,
them, since they were officers, for
and to an aide: "See that this is his late defeat. At any rate, his
done." excuse was that Dreben had in-
Now, all this seems ton astound.
sulted a Mexican woman. All night
ing to be true until you know who the three Americans sat in a dirty
the little sergeant was. He was little cell, under guard. At dawn
none other than Samuel Dreben, they were marched into the court-
"the Fighting Je•," one of the yard and told that they were to
bravest, most gallant soldiers of be shot. Side by side they were
fortune who ever won a medal, lined up against the stone wall.
and certainly the gentlest of all
The firing squad drew up. An In-
that glorious tribe. For a quarter
dian officer, reputed to have killed
century, in fact, since I myself was many prisoners with his own hand,
a lad of 20, with La Guardia in leered at them through the rising
Honduras, he had been following light of dawn. Sam Dreben stood
the wars. And between wars he there quietly, fingering a bit of
had been making fortunes in busi- string between his pudgy fingers.
ness. In fact. his life—he died, "Listen, General, even if you
but not with his boots on, out in think I have insulted a woman."
Hollywood not so long ago—was a
he said softly, "that's no reason
tug of war between the lure of why Richardson and Zimmerman
the firing line and the world of should die. What have they
business and money. Across his done?"
breast, when he cared to wear
Camps snarled and cursed all
them, were medals enough to ap-
Americans. Sam spread his hands.
peas• a dreaming West l'oint But something in his manner,
cadet, and on his record in the some fearless, indefinable thing
World War, General Pershing, saved his life. Several Mexican
with whom he served, too, in the officers stepped forward. They
Philippines, lately referred to him threatened to arrest General Cam-
as "the finest soldier, and one of p and take him before the su-
the bravest men I
ever knew." A preme rebel leaders, Salazar and
story for the gods is. Sam's—a Orozco, if he persisted in the exe•

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natural born business man with cation. They were led by Major
the fire of the true warrior, now Zapata, a good and capable
so!.
smouldering, new flaring brightly diets The enraged Campa ap-

up in his great heart. peared to be about to order his
Let as go hack to the day he ar-
ready troops to fire upon the mu-
rived at Ellis Island, a generation tineers. Drehen stood quietly,
or so al;)—a fat,
rather frightened gravely twisting his fingers.
Za-
boy. Ile had been born in Od e ssa
, pata, with eyes of fire, stared
RI/SSia,
and had fled, no doubt, Campa down. Abruptly, Campa
from the pogroms that marked the ordered the killing off, but as the
hat year= of the czar. with
the firing squad shuffl e d away, he
rest of his family, Sam went from shouted that the American must
New Yurk to Philadelphia. Here leave his command.
he grew up.
"Honest?"
queried
Drehen.
Perhaps it was the shadow of "Well, I was quitting anyway.
early terror, but Sam wasn't much You are a coward.
I hope never
of an early success. Ile worked to fight in the same army with you
rat various john, got nowhere, and again."
finally enlisted in the army. The
When Dreben had saddled his
histary of the insurrection in the horse preparatory to leaving, the

Philippines give; no stars to his other five officers decided to go
name; he was, from all account.,
with him,
and set
that out
night the little
a good but unassuming soldier. party
of nine
for Berme-
The same is true of the record of jillo, where they knew Orozco, the
tie Boxer trouble in China, where chief rebel leader, had been en-

he also served. None the less, camped. Orozco had been on the
when he was discharged at last,
eve of a drive on Torreon when
after the pacification of the Philip.
last they heard of him. After two
pines, he had become a first ser-
days' hard riding the calracarle
geant of his
infantry.
There was, reached the town of Lerdo; they
following
•ischarge,
a
brief had been traversing rocky, uphill
foray in Ilonduras with la Guardia country and were very tired. They

—but even there he was nothing saw camp fires ablaze, but con-
of a leader. The latter day Dre-
tinued to ride into town, hoping
hen, "Fighing Jew," was still to they had reached a rebel bivouac.
come.
One of them dismounted to look
But stay! The troops of Gen-
around and make sure. Suddenly.
eral Camps, rebel leader in the out of the dark, came a blast of
uprising against Francesco Ma- rifle and pistol
fire. Bullets zipped
dero. in 1912. were falling back last them; the gun flashes told
before the Federal forces after a them their assailants were charg-
desperate fight near Parrsl, Mexi-
ing toward them. The truth
co. General Campa and General dawned on them. They had en-
Salazar had surrounded the city, tered a camp of the federals! They
planted their artillery ready for turned and fled precipitately, all
a bombardment and had demanded escaping unhurt. •
the town surrender. The demand
had been summarily refused. Fed-
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