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THE ONLY ANGLO-JEWISH NEWSPAPER PRINTED IN MICHIGAN

DETROIT, MICHIGAN, FRIDAY, APRIL 26, 1929

A PESACH .IEHT

A Passover Story of South Africa.

By A. A. HARMEL

The Yuan Kippur Jew! We al I
know him for he is a familiar an
luta 1 phenomenon in Israel. 1 le is
horn out of the spirit and at ,n
m,:
of the approach of the holy
season. Tim atmosphere ant other
ss, rd. close-pent excitement, in:
tensity—rising to a !sullied cres-
cendo of clear, white, pulsant srl-
eninity. The electric air in I he
walk to Shoot on Punt Kippur cc.!
What ragamuffin Jew-soul escapes
its all-pervading embrace?

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being to Jew," t °hen said.

"Here am I, mail day, with the
work half finished at the of

to check it all up in an hour
or two. Passover tomorrow, you
know—wife coming just now—
drag me out to ship—big house
ceremony tomorrow night!'

"Yes," said Rasper—"cheerio,"

411111 took his drink and wits widt•r-

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(Mad Garlyo! 1V110,1! Ilow Ilun- dial., straight from Shoot.
:1
lot used to be —take busies to rlidoo,
, ..set over first part
Seder night I I :110 l' . NI .
. Still — hard-

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boiled eggs and salt water--matzo-

kleis! Esther was a nice nam•-

soft—Mrs. Esther Rasper--wonder

if it costs more housekeeping than

in London! Ile stretched himself
into a comfort.ibie club-easy and
kicked his shoes or dejectedly.
Damn it—yoU Must get a hold of
yourself, you silly ass—what the
devil are you dreaming about, he
apostrophised. Ile took down his
copy of "Jew Suss" and forgot
himself for a spell. A knock at
the door. ('woe in! Page-boy had
ui card. Mr. .1. N. Jones—can't
bother with hint now. Tell him
I'm out. Nice chap, Jones—don't
feel like him tonight.

ing two more as two ladies sailed
towards them. The one, a pleas-
Yes. I think our Yom Kippur ant, cheer•-visaged, buxom, ma-
slew is a readily understandable tron, richly garbed; the other a de-
person. But —I've discovered—a lightful, little brown-eyed bro•n-
Pesach Jew. And the twain might haired creature, svelte, demure
easily symbolize the spirit and the and self-possessed. The prompt
flesh of Jewry.
introduction proved them Cohen '.s
Jack Rasper, son of the late la- wife an dsister respectively. The
That chap Oppenheim—he wits
mented Jacob Rosenberg of 111an- ladies had tea—something less
cliester formerly resident in Pe- than gracefully, for Mrs. Cohen rod a Jew—yet he had the Jew
pride
as much as any real Jew—
kohl, Kovno Guberne, walked down kept up a running capitulation of
Eierr street one bright, cool-crisp the things -- chiefly comestible— actually met his death rather than
confess
his Christian origin. Some-
autumn morning. Tall, spruce, which her husband was to be drag-
smartly attired, with a lavender ged forth to purchase. Rasper how, story rings true—case of en-
vironment
stronger than heredity.
felt, angled rakishly down his heard the recital vaguely—mat-
brow; with tooth-brush moustache zos, biscuits, wine and meal— Feuehtwanger isn't sure Oppen-
hrtim
loves
Jews. Principle- -lob-
glinting fair-haired in the sun- what time he was striving to re-
shine. Ile was a fair sight to see gather his self-possession —some- annuity—sheer cussedness— good-
ncss
knows! Feel like that him-
that lovely morning. Jack had ar- what rudely shattered by the ex-
Ile
rived from England but a week be- traonlinary effect Esther Cohen self when they patronize.
yawned.
Sleepy—will turn in.
fore, a rosy prospect facing him. had wrought on him. She certainly
What
fun
in
her
big,
grown
eyes
As he walked he recounted its was a dazzling little person, perky
points. A dashed good first—one and vivacious, rather dashing him --setting-gem glint in her hair.
of the best and oldest established with her unusual manner. She Healthy looking—happy looking—
firms of general merchantmen in- was amazingly unconventional in proud to be with her anywhere.
tent on breaking new ground in her bombardment of him with See Car•n in the morning. Yellow
bite, criss-cross layer over chop-
Africa. And he, chosen from a questions, all of them curiously
dozen fine, reliable fellows, all personal. Did he live in ,Johannes- ped herring—Seder—Chad Gadyo!
• • •
burg?.
Did
he
stay
here
at
the
,, woh their lifetime's service to the
Put the rickey in please!
great firm--ehusen to prepare the Carlham? What line was he in?
I
He
looked
like
an
Ditlander-
w-ry •ird I uild up this new, im-
Ile fumbled with the coin in the
mnse avenue of trade. He would wasn't that a London cut suit he slot, pushed it home and was
never forget his chief's parting was wearing? She scanned him through.
words: "Good-bye Jack and good from curly head to patent leather
I want to speak to Mr. Cohen,
lock; remember we are entrusting toe, whilst he blush fully' uttered please! Pause.
I,. you a very important task; wo his monosyllabic replies. Soon,
nastier—Jack
Kasper here, good
speot big things from you and however, he felt more at home and
morning, Cohen! Thanks—yes-
!hough we will want you over here Ise was just beginning to feel hap-
Say
Cohen,
how
lye become a
frequently you must regred South pily at case when Mrs. Cohen, at member
of the Shoal—want to go
her hutch-patch recital's end, rust-
Africa as your permanent 11"111(. . "
there
this
evening—Yes—I
know I
W , 11 he had lust ru tints--re lingly arose. "Come on, Isa , come 11111 hilt I'd rather he a member
.
dallied in Capitto•n 11111 , •iy to 0 ■ 111- list her—wemust be off! oh, Mr. Didn t you?—but surely my phiz
iiletti a more or letio formal suh- Rasper (she pronounced him nano. tells the ancient story clearly
Ratzpe)—am
I
too
late
to
invite
ageney; hr roan 1 . 11n1fOrtably ,t;111-
enough!
Nallle and all that--oh
I I ACII at the Carlham; he had en- yo uto Seder tomorrow, night? yes—we changed it years ago—
imyed magnificent rdlices and sam- Just a simple, old-ashionerl, home- use dto be Rosenberg. Ila, yes,
pic rooms; he had called on a score ly Seder—and we will be just a thanks awfully. Iles. Cohen is very
of the biggest marks in the city nice family party." l'oor Jack kind. Oh, that's the sort of stuff
rind he knew enough now to see a blushed to his ears and thanked I like—reminds tae of the old home
clear and successful career for her very much indeed and said he and all that. Right, that'll save
himself, with remarkable little wasn't quite sure, but he would let car fares. Jolly handy. Yes, told
Mr. Cohen know in the morning.
spade-work,
Now, Jack Rasper was a cam-
All these happy thoughts were
hardened
soul and had undergaw
manifest in the airy swing of his
shoulders as he trod down the busy a very thorough season of wild-oats
sowing.
As
a minor war hero he
st rest ; they gave a gay and danc-
ing gleam to his light-grey eyes; had been subjected to as rigorous a
testing
of
character
at the hands
there Was alertness, jolity, sure-
ness, presperousness all interming- of hero-worshipping flapperdom as
half
a
dozen
ordinary
Don Giovan-
ling in his happy figure, and no
wonder he caught so many pretty- ni:: rolled into one; and had
emerged
from
it
as
unspoilt
and as
girlish, sparklingly appreciative
clean-tine a fellow as you could
oglings ss he sauntered along.
wish to meet. So it must lie real-
"Gosh--a jolly tine town this
ized that Jack was no chicken suc-
Jolly this girls, jolly fine streets, cumbing to the first largish, gul-
Jolly tine shops! Grand country-- let-choking pellet that strewed his
grand future—tip-top fellows— run. lint Esther had set tire to
sports. Great! His eye was caught his imagination and left him with
by a notice in a window:—
his head singing tumultouty.
"Owing to the Passover celebra- There he was in his room, di., ss-
tions these premises will be closed ing for the evening meal, thinkIng
on Tuesday the 2Ist inst."
thoughts he had never thought be-
Thought the fore "Brown eyes with bronze
!I'm, Pesach!
Afrikaner Yids had worn away 1 1 1 ,1 fics. Glinting, coppery brown
from that stuff! Ile gave a Men- hair, Eton-cropped. And the slim,
tal shrug. Silly blighters! Funny! little size of her. What a fool he
had been ever to disapprove of
II'm!
Ile turned, crossed the road re- Eton crop. Oh, such perfectly ad-
orable arms —angles—head—neck
tracing his way to the hotel.
Ilis ideas tumbled rap-
Marvelous! Ile hadn't bothered
turously over one another to a cul-
about Pesach for—how many?
mination of intoxicated worship-
'1 es -ten years. Yes, after pour
fulness. And character! Charac-
pater's death. Poor old pater!
ter shining from the eyes, in the
What a decent, upright old chap
sensitive, delicate nostrils, in the
lot was, sporty too—and all that,
dimpled arching of her cherry
yr s. Nut really orthodox you
mouth. An angel, not a woman!
I, now—would go to Shoo! a nil all
And yet adorably Jewish. Queer I
With
t hat. Never forget his talk
that now. Ile that thought the
him about the Jews and religion.
Jewish type definitely (top, 'I, d
What was it now? Yes. The Shoot,
from his artistic focus. Oh, Er lic
t he Jew's solitary substitute for
ulous, he must pull himself tog, th-
King and country; without it and
en. What was the matter with
the customs issuing from it—like
him? A chit of a girl, a slip f a
Yom Kippur and Pesach--dissolu-
Jewish daughter of a Russian w
tion, extinction. II'm, yes! Pretty
named Cohen. Ile must he
sound and true. But why not melt
careful--he must control and t-llh-
out anyhow? Himself would have
IIUO his inflamed imagination.
long ago only for the Goyim. So
Ile dined unsatisfactorily. The
damned patronizing! Rotten,
kindly condescension. Huh! "You Carlham pigeon refused toughly to
are all right Hastier our boy—I come up to the scratch; the s rif-
know you're a .lea—not your fault fle was tepidly doughy, Qt.ter,
—but you're different to the others you know, what htoughts creep inn ,
—just like ourselves you know." a mind crammed with min -red
13-r-r-r—Dash it—why did that memory complexes. The pater al-
sort of thing always make him ways looked funny in his skull-rap
sick and angry inside? A busy at Seder. Funny mixture of mer-
corner held him up for a couple of riment and solemnity. Dash it all,
minutes. Shaking away his intro- through, the stuff tasted amazingly
spective mood, he cast an apprecia- good. Those hard-boiled eggs in
tive eye up the extent of busy Mar- the salt water—absolutely scrump-
ket street. Wonderful! Forty tious with crispy matzoh broken r
years ago a waste of sun-dried into it. His carnal soul thrilled in 1
veldt. Ile decried some of the the memory of the saffron-tinted
great warehouses of his prospect- chicken broth and the round, al-
ive customers. How did they do moody soft-firm crumbly matzo-
it? Nearly all Jewish names—out kleis that went with it. And his
of nothing! And none during the mother's fish! The warm savory,
week whom he had interviewed sauce-covered gefulthe fish with
suspected him to be a Jew. Ile ruby-gleaming chrein fro mthe sut-
could easily carry out the plan he glass jar. Gosh, they don't know
had formed when he sailed for how to make that stuff in the res-
South Africa. He could cast his taurants—never has the same
Jewish skin as easily as they say taste. Ah well—

Tull

Passover greetings

"Hearst. don't call nil. Mr. Ras-
per, call mit—slark."

"You're in a hurry, Jack," re.
plied brown eyes: "what'll you call
me, t hen-- Nliss Esther?"

Poor Jack, intoxicated with
sweet wine, sweet Esther and the
realized subconscious culinary
cravings of years, cut till( an in-
different romantic figure. "No.
no, I will call you Esther. Esther."
he whispered urgently, "meet ne
tomorrow lifter Shool .- we'll go for
St l'011 "--- his eyes implored--
"please" Esther."

Esther, being a modern, ap-
praised hint comprehensiv e ly,
recognizing all the signs of mascu-
line infatuation. She looked at him
with a merry yet !overly glairoo,
and consented. "Good night" she
said, extending her little hand. II,
took it convulsively and held it
tenderly for such a long time,
"Good night, Esther — dear."
Their eyes snapped clinchingly and
well—that is the story.—(Zionist
Itecord).

PALESTINE'S SABBATH
OBSERVANCE COMPLETE

PA RIS.--(J. T. A.1 —Religious-
ly Palestine is the only country on
the face of the globe where the
Sabbath is observed as a national
day of rest, declared Harris L.
Selig, formerly executive director
of the Yeshiva College campaign
fund which raised $3,000,000 for
the erection of the Yeshiva Col-
lege building in New York ('its.
Mr. Selig is here on his way back
to the United States following a
tour of European countries and
Palestine. He was accompanied
by Mrs. Selig.
Sabbath in Palestine is a day of
inspiration. 01.1 and piling fill the
synagogues, Mr. Selig stated to the
correspondent of the Jewish Tele-
graphic Agency here. In the Dias-
pora, Judaism is am utter of indi-
viduals, the community as such it,
not supreme. In Palestine the
community is Jewish in every re-
spect. The action or the I..
havior of the individual is of minor
importance, Mr. Selig stated.

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snakes shed theirs! It had already
practically dune so. And yet—
how was he going to stand the free
spoken anti-Jew talk of some peo-
ple that he had to to with? Awk-
wanl—if he would always react
to them as he had thus far. He
would surely hive himself away
and what a contemptibly mean fig-
ure he would feel himself to be
then. lie might be able to bury
his personal shame somewhere in
the depths of him—hut if it were
to he dragged up. in the light of
day—what then? Gosh—it's rotten
—rotten!
Ile crossed to the hotel, made
his way to the lounge and encoun-
tered a business acquaintance.
"Hello Rapper, have a smile!"
"Righto, Cohen—whiny sour,
eh!"
"Terrible disadvantage Rasper,

Ile rose from the table and list-
lessly returned to his room.
"There's something the mailer
with you, Jack Rasper—you must
pull yourself together, old chap."
he said to himself. But he c ,, uld
not. Ills mind was a phantasma-
gorial jumble of disjected half-
thoughts in which the only gleam
of light came from two flashing,
brown eyes under copper-glinted
lashes.

Surprising! Mrs. Cohen must
have taken him to be a Jew. Goo,
Cohen's face was a study when she
asked him to Seder! Esther
thought he was a Jew too—the
fellow is sure to question him in
the morning.

Jolly interesting to listen to that
stuff. Wonder if they'll chant it
all out slowly. Dip fingers in wine
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