Delaware Valley College - Cornucopia Yearbook (Doylestown, PA)

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12 THE GLEANER and prepared to enjoy my stay. That evening my desire was to visit the theatre, the first one since I returned to civilized land. On my way down town I met the frequent placards Boxing tonight, .Iackson's Arena. Boxing was my favorite pastime, so I decided to forsake the theatre for the ringside. After great difficulty I finally managed to reach' a seat next to the ring. The fight opened on the stroke of eight and the card proved tow be a good one, referred by f'Shimky Bruno, one time middle-weight champion of Mexico. I gave no secondthought to anybody, as I had no acquaintance there. The referee stepped forward, a short, stocky man, and announced the preliminary. Gentlmen, in this corner we have Abe Dodger, champeen lightweight, of Melbourne, and in that cor- ner we have Kid Nee, of our city. The announcement seemed but a repetition of the ones made years before by Sydney Brunwasser, erstwhile dappler in the iistic art. VVhen I last saw him he was pulling away on a freight car from the farm on which we worked. Strange hap- penings had brought me to another of my old, friends. The evening wore on and the fights went by but I sat there dazed. After the bouts I went to the manager and asked to see the referee. . Alright, but donit get flip with that fellow. He's grouchy on the light-heads, and, with this admonition, I sought my man . He no sooner saw me than h.e rfan across and shook me by the hand. Had my appearance changed so little as to be so easily remembered? Well, Georgie, how's the boy? was his first ques- tion. VVhat itch drove you so far? He eagerly answer- ed my questions and I soon knew his whole history. He had landed in Mexico and started a general clean-up. Af- ter his fame was spread he went back to the States a.nd met Groman out in Arizona, where he had charge of a number of tractors. From there both had traveled to Australia, intending to start for themselves. But the gloves claimed Bruno and Groman went in for himself. You ought to see 'Dutchf was his comment. That boy's got some place. I arranged with him to see our clasmate and we both visited him. We found him in his office, superintending farm operations. Groman was so eager to relate his history as the rest. Afterihis advent ino Australia he had patented a devise to burn crude oil in engines and got a fine start. He assured me that it was the only life and I agreed with him.

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THE GLEANER 11 voyage was interesting because it marked the ending of American influence and the change to that of the lands we were to visit. Two months later my wanderings brought me to the city of Peking, a traveler who had witnessed much but not enough. My guide made me realize everything in his forceful maner of expression, brought about through the extensive use of his hands. The habit of being led became so strong that I followed him everywhere. One afternoon my walk halted me in front of huge crowd, addressed by a speaker who ranted without ceasing in the monotonous tongue of the country. His attire did not approach that of the natives and his features bore no resemblance of a Mongolian. I questioned the guide about the man. Him Moskowitz, plenty good Amehcan man, he replied, Plenty talk. Talk and Yapping Moskowitz were one and inseparable. After the meeting dispersed I sought speech with the orator. It was granted and I made known myself. Joy, expressed in an enormous grin, spread over his face. Well, well, well, too good to be true, were his first words. Its a long time since I saw a friend to talk to. What was all this meeting and fiery talk about, I asked him. Well, its a long story. After I started on my first job I found it too lonesome with no one to talk to. So I hunted for another place. I found one through the Rural New Yorker. The emperor of China wanted a man to raise Calla lilies for use in the court. I applied for it and here I am. The meeting this afternoon was for the benent of the crowd. You know these Chinese don't talk near neoughf' I did not doubt his last state- ment, for they never had a chance when he was around. Say, I'll tell you George, I saw Katz about a year ago. He was head gardner for the Mandarin of this district. Mighty good job, too. He came here direct from New York where he went to business college. He quit because he could not get off on Sunday afternoon. The impatience of my guide and my own desire to go, made me break his talk abruptly. Poor old boy, he would be at a loss if there was no one around. I re-embarked from one of China's minor ports bound for Australia. In the days when farming was my only joy Australia had appealed to me . Now I was about to see for myself the wonder of this land. Our slow moving craft left us at Sydney, to shift about as well as we could. I engaged a room. at a hotel

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THE GLEANER I3 Upon my return to Sydney I learned that the next boat for the shore of Asia Minor left shortly. Therefore I hastened to prepare myself for another lap of mv journey. I had hoped to see Palestine and now oppor- tunity offered itself. The days on board were spent in discussing problems of the day. The greatest one was the election of a president for this republic. One of my fellow companions offered a wager that Brodie would win. Others would stand pat by their choice and I formed my own opinion. I knew Brodie. Here was one who had risen steadily since I last knew him and had pinned his signature on the top of the ladder. Hewas the choice of the farming population and was bound to win. Upon reaching Palestine we were detained in the harbor by a warship. Presently a boat pulled away and we were boarded by an individual of high rank, judging by his resplendent uniform. Following him came another of still higher rank. The first one caused the passengers to be assembled and began reading an order in Hebrew, signed by George Forman, the commander ,of the Jewish Navy. Madly I rushed and embraced the second man, who seemed to be an old sea-farer. So the dreams of Forman came true far beyond his expectations. His rise could only be com- pared to those of fiction. He did not dream at that mo- ment. His dignified appearance was marred by my rush but what did that amount to? Well George, so you didn't stick to the old game? I inquired. No George, I haven't seen a farm for a dog's age, he replied. But say., Brodieis the fellow that stuck. Do you know he's elected President of Palestine! Oh yes, he continued, Julius certainly hit it right. Palestine was his only aim. You'll go to visit him? Sorry but I can't. I have but a few days to see the coast and then America for mine. After a short eX- change of news wel parted, our ship moving along to its destination. I left behind me two who had not forsaken their ideals. - The sight-seeing trip along the coast was over and we were bound for the States. Travel is wonderful. thought I, but give me God's land. y We were upon the ocean and time passed slowly. I I desired a more comfortable seat and some refresh- ments so I hailed one of the passing stewards to get the required articles. Before me stooda man in trim uniform, with a shock of yellow hair protruding be-