Yeshiva University High School For Boys - Elchanite Yearbook (New York, NY)

Text from Pages 1 - 84 of the 1934 volume:

The ELC!-IANITE June 1934 X Rf J In appreciafion of Jrheir unfiring ehforfs for fhe good of The school, and for fheir whole-hearfed in- feresf in fhe success of 'rhis magazine, we, The Board of Edifors, sincerely dedicafe JfhiS issue of Jrhe ElchanH'e +o M r. lsmzr Orlmm ffm! Mr. Irmzg Ayfmrbfzlz C - unc co xg N, ' K 4 X . xx' xx -:' N ln' Wm EE-9,,xNX -X, xl nu, ll uxNyyX!LLLx,g1U' X I H,,.x x XX ' xxxxxxxxxv l mlm! myxxxxxxxxx Wim, WW W Dm n o I 1, : '11 ff' 1- n 'l 5223525 nuulu ff' J' 3' Z FU 14 -4 Z :U 5 E 0 S If ' 4 0 V' m . -4 rn 1 A UT . 2 2 O V' E Z 1 -I A l l'l E U7 3 Q go 'Sf 4- 'LEP Q HI XYRNXU ' xiawxmww xnxx. ,f mxxxxxxwwx I ual X I I x ' X ,D ll xxxxXXxxlxXx X 'HI' ll fill-Li-lLL..i,mIa HlIP?+:Txx.5 ,H nt- l l , L: G 'lllll1:14:lE:'JQ f J nu I l I I I , ,. ,-. ' ,Q Y' A ,Q ,Q pn p-I ,- g l 7+ ,- ,- ,Q ,. Q n -1 -i .4 h , 62 1 X ? 25 E mu w 33 as Z 3 3 E CULTY FA THE 4 THE EL CHA NITE Q22WS'l22VW-WQWWU THE FACULTY ol Facully Bernard Revel, M.A. IN.Y.U.l Ph.D. IDropsiel ,..,, ...Presidenl Shelley R. Salir, B.A. IC.C.N.Y.l M.A. Ph.D. IColumbial . . .,..., .,,... F rincipal Jacob Abrahams, B. Chem. ICornelll ,.,....,.....,....,..., ..... .... . . .Chemislry Irving Aslrachan, B.S.C., BS., M.A. IN.Y.U.l ......, ....,,... . English Sascha Charles, JD., Ph,D. IViennalf ...... .....,..... ,........ G e rman Morris Cohen, B.S. IC.C.N.Y.l .... ...... ......... G e rman I-larry Fried, B.A. IC.C.N.Y.l. . .,....,....,....... ...,.....,.. ,.......,. . . . .... ...French Bernard I. Green, B.A. IC.C.N.Y.l Nalional Academy of Design. ...... ........ . Arl' Jacob I. I-larlslein, BA. IYeshiva Collegel M.S. IC.C.N.Y.l Civics ,... .. I-lislory Louis H. lnleld, Bs. iu.Y.u.i M.A. IColumbial. ................ .... . .. .Biology Beniamin Kronish, B.S.S. IC.C.N.Y.l ...... .. .. ................. ..... . . I-Iislory Samuel Lebowilz, B.S. IC.C.N.Y.l, M.A. IColumbial. . ...... .. Physics, Chemislry Joseph Lichlenberg, BS. IC.C.N.Y.l, M.A. I Columblal, ...... .. French .....,.Enqlish Emanuel Leibel, BS. IColumbial ...... .,........,.......,. .......... Samuel Lieberman, B.A. IC.C.N.Y.l.. .... Joshua Malrz, B.A. IYESI-IIVA COLLEGEI ........ Isaac Orleans, B.A. IBrown U.l ........... .. Louis Roqowcl, B.A. IC.C.N.Y.l.. ...... Benjamin Shapiro, B.A., M.A. ISyracusel, J. David Sussman Slern, B.S.M.A. IColumbial E. A. Slorch, B.S., M.S.7 Ph.D. IN.Y.U.l .... . Alexander Swirslcy, B.A. IC.C.N.Y.l. ......, . Harry C. Wasserslein, BS. IN.Y.U.l ......... Norman B. Abrams . ......... ., ....... o.ii,iiii.Q.oi.',i , ,, . . ..... Lalin .,......Ma+hema+ics V.Enqlish .,. ...English ..Economics, I-Iislory . Malhemalics .........ChemisJrry French Ad minislrafive Assislaml STATE OF NEW YORK EXECUTIVE CHAMBER ALBANY HERBERT H. LEH MAN Governor PASSOVER MESSAGE The Passover season has a special meaning To The Jewish peo- ple This year. ITS memories oT deliverance Trom slavery, iTs greaT Theme oT human liberTy, are hearTening To us in a Time when Thou- sands oT our people are again suTTering oppression aT The hand OT a Tyrannical power. lT is well Tor us To realize ThaT The same Torces which are making life miserable Tor The Jewish people in oTher lands are Torces which have openly proclaimed Their hosTiliTy To The principles oT Treeclom in speech, ThoughT and acTion, and oT democracy in indusTry and governmenT. This TacT may well heighTen our devoTion To The service oT America, dedicaTed as iT is To Treedom Tor every soul, equaliTy oT opporTuniTy, and Thor- ough-going democracy in governmenT and in liTe. May This sacred season increase The love oT every Jew Tor These ideals and The counTry ThaT embodies Them, may iT bring ioy and courage To every hearT: and may iT sTrengThen our loyalTy To The greaT TaiTh oT our TaThers. HERBERT l-l. LET-TMAN March 2l, I934. ill ,w 6 gift' E rq N E cb. E P? 34 I9 n f F W i 3 5 JUNE, I CLASS OF 8 -.. R., .J if , ':f': ':'f:vv'f2:v'1'f22V THE E L CHA NITE CLASS OF JUNE, I934 LEONARD WALDMAN Presidenlr ISAIAH EISENBERG Vice-Presidenl' MR. NORMAN B. ABRAMS Honorary Presidenl HARRY WALKER Secrefa ry Bresloff, Theodore Cohn, Isadore Engel, Harold Feldman, Irving Gorenslein, Saul Golllieb, Joseph Greenberg, Sidney Harris, Zevi Hirschman, Harold Hurewi+z, Irving Hurwilz, Herberl Kabalcorl, Jacob Kravchiclc, Irving Krichevslcy, Sol Lampner, Saul Lasfer, lsreal AARON GOLD Afhleric Manager Leeman, Saul Levinson, Nalhan Lewis, Alben' Lipschufz, Nafhan Margolis, Alberl Mehler, Philip Neufeld, Abraham Peilces, Daniel Perefz, Samuel Ribner, Herberl Roodman, Soloman Sapersfein, Na+haniel Sincolli, Benjamin Tannenbaum, Charles Walden, Aaron Winlcler, Hyman THE EL C H A N I T E Senior Class Officers J r22v'f'112ff TH E EL CHA N I TE '3317f? 35' WHO'S WHO Mosi' Popular Teacher .,,.... ..,. . .. Mos+ Popular S+uden+ .... Bes+ All-Around Sfudeni' .,,., Class Talmucllsi' ..,....,...... . Class Masmid ............. ,. A Class Hebraisf ,.,.,.,......,.......... Class Mos? Serious S+uden+ ,.....,. Class Tranquiliiy ..,.............. Class Troubadour ,, Class He-man .....,, , Class Revisionisf .... Class Mizrachi .. .. Class Linguisl .,... .. .A Class Scien'ris+ . ,,... , Handsomesi' S1'uden+ ....... Class Mafhemaiician .4,.... Class Ambi+ion ...,.......,. Class Silence , .......... . Class Companion ,. Class Ora+or ,,..... Class Scholar . Class Grind ,. Class Gianl M ,...,. ,, Sirange lnierlude Class Kibilzer ,, ..r. ,, Class Mysfery .,... ,.,. Mosi Good Na+urecl .....,.. Class Perplexi+y .,,. , ..., . Class Dude Class Lillipufian ,, Class Quibbler ......, Class lnven+or Class His+orian Class Poe? Class Acrobal ..., Class Poli+ician Mr. Benjamin Kronish ., ,, .. Aaron Gold . ,Ulsaiah Eisenberg . .Aaron Walden .Solomon Roodman .........,Sol Krichevslcy .,.l-larry Wallcer ,......Beniamin Sincoff Herberl Ribner . ,,., Philip lvlehler ,. , .lrving Feldman ,Charles Tannenbaum .l-lyman Winkler ..,,...,,.lsrael Lasier .Abraham Neufeld nl-larold l-lirschman A .Alberl Margolis . , Daniel Peilces .,...l-lerberl l-lurwilrz , Nalhan Levinson .Jacob Kabalcoff ....,Sidney Greenberg .,..Zevi l-larris ,, ..,. Saul Lampner ,lrving Kravchiclc . Saul Gorensiein Joseph Go++lieb . .lrving l-lurewilz ., ,..,... nlsidore Cohn .Nalhan Lipschulz ., ,...i. ,Harold Engel ., ....,. ,Samuel Perelz Nafhaniel Sapersiein , , .. ,Alberl Lewis A ..i,....... Saul Leeman . Leonard Waldman BRESLOFF, THEODORE Ambifion-To be a man. l-lobby-Gem, Lane, Coliseum, elc. sporls dos? 'rhou excel. Co-Alhleiic Manager of G.O.,8: Execuiive Coun- cil, 8: Class Presideni, 5: Sludenl Council, 5, 8: Class Afhleric Manager, 4: Afhlelic Council, 4, 8: Discipline Squad. 7: Upper Division Baslceiball Champs, 6: Class Baslcefball Team, 4, 6: Class Baseball, 8. COHN. ISIDORE Ambilion-Chemist Hobby-Lislening fo Symphony Orchesrras. Whal 'rhe clude should wear: a smile and a birfhday sui'f. Baseball Varsiiy, 8: Baseball Team, I, 3, 5, 8: Baslcefball Team, 2, 4, 6: Class Alhlelic Man- ager. 6: Upper division and School Champs, 6: Elchaniie Collecior, I, 3: Siudenls Aid, 4, 5, 6, 7: Chairman ol: The Firsl Aid, 8: Magazine Com- miflee, 6. EISENBERG, ISAIAH Ambilion-Successful Business Man. Hobby-Aihlelics. l-le 'rhinkelh much-of himself. Pres. of G.O., 7: Vice Pres. of Class, 3, 5, 8: Execufive Council, 7: Srudenrs Council, 3, 5, 7, 8: Discipline Squad, 4, 5, 6, 7: Capfain of Discipe line Squad, 8: Class Baskelball, 3, 5, 7: Class Baseball, 4, 6: Baseball Varsily, 8: Baslnelball Varsiry, 5, 7: Lower Division Baseball Champs, 4: Elchanile Collecior, 5: Sporls Eclilor of Elchanile, 8: l-lisfory Librarian, 6, 7, 8: Approprialion Comm., 8 : Canvassing Commiffee, 8: Siuclenis aid, 6, 7: Biology Club, 4: Honor Roll, I, 2, 3, 4, 7. ENGEL, HAROLD Ambilion-Wriier. Hobby-Selling Dr. Shapiro's goal. His own opinion was his Law. Presideni of G.O., 8: Pres. of Class, 6: Execufive Council, 8: Discipline Squad, 7: Class Baslcerball, 5, 7: Class Baseball, 6, 8: Baslcelball Varsify, 7: Baseball Varsity, 6, 8: Co-Edilor of 6.0. News, 7: Associafe Edilor of Elchaniie, 7, 8: Class De- bafing Team, 5, 6, 7, 8: Debaling Varsily, 8: Alhleric Manager, 5, 7: Elecfion and Canvassing Comm., 8: Capiain of Debaling Team, 7: Lieu- 'renani of Discipline Squad, 7: Sluclenf Council, 6, 8: Ring and Pin Comm., 7: Sfudenls Aid, 7. FELDMAN, IRVIN6 Ambifion-Scienlisl. Hobby-Radio. Even an iceberg givelh warmfh-somelimesf' Edifor of 6.0. News, 7: Associaie Edilor of Academy News, 8: Pres. of Class, 7: Vice Pres. of Chess Club, 6: Pres. of Chess Club, 8: Elec- 'rion end Cenvassing Comm., 7, 8: News Edilor of Elchanile. 3, 4: Associele Edifor of Elchanile, 7, 8: Discipline Squad, 6, 7: Quill Slaff, 3: Siudenfs Aid, 4, 5, 6, 7: Honor Roll, I, 2, 3, 4, 7. GOLD, AARON Ambi+ion-Medicine. Hobby-Playing Pinochle. A good name is ralher 'lo be chosen Then qreaf riches. GORENSTEIN, SAUL Ambifion-English Teacher. Hobby-Sludying. Siendard Oil iusf declared e profil. Associele Edifor of fhe Academy News, 8: Fea- lure Edilor of +he Elchanile, 7, 8: Debeling So- ciefy, 8: Me+h. Club, 5: Ediloriel Slalil, 7, 8: Sludenls Aid, 6, 7: Beskelbell Team, 7: Honor Roll, 3, 4. GOTTLIEB, JOSEPH Ambilion-Business. Hobby-Music. I would help ofhers ou? of e fellow feeling. Class Vice Pres.. 7: Ring and Pin Comm., 7: Sfudenf Council, 7, 8: Eleciion end Cenvassirig Comm., 8: Elchanile Shall, 7, 8: Sec'+ of G.O., 8: Baseball Varsily, 8: Execufive Council, 8: Base- ball Team, 8. T 2-- -'an 5 P '755X..Q'-if-W , . Q HARRIS, ZEVI , Ambifion-To aid everybody and everyfliing. Hobby-Oclclilies. Never do loday whaf you can puf ol? for Tomorrow. Class Sec'+y, 75 Class Debaring Team, 7. HIRSCH MAN, HAROLD Ambilion-Professorship. Hobby-Siudying. S?ill wafer runs deep. Class Baseball Team, 6,. 8: Baseball Varsily, 8: Class Baslceiball Team, 6, 8: Baseball Varsify, 83 Class Baskefball Team, 5: Main. Club, 57 Honor Roll, 5, 6, 7. HUREWITZ, IRVING Ambition-High school feacher. l-iobbyfLearning Clwess?? Darn ihose Lafin gerundivesf' Class Baslceiball Team, 4, 65 Lower Division Bas- lcelball Champs, 4: Upper Division Baskeiball Champs, 6: Baslreiball Varsify, 5, 71 Baseball Var- sily, 81 Class Baseball Team, 61 Firsr Aid Comm., 4, Discipline Squad, 6, 8: Hisiory Library Squad. 4, 5, 6, 8: 6.0. Siore, 87 6.0. news reporier, 6, 75 lvlaih. Club, 4, 5, 61 Biology Club, 4. HURWITZ, HERBERT Ambilion-Business. Hobby-Collecfinq Stamps. Self assured, he'll fry anyfhingf' Class Baseball Team, 3, 5: Baslceiball Team, 2, 4, 6: Chess Club, 8: Discipline Squad, 8. KABAKOFF, JACOB Arnbilion-To delve inlo +l'1e realms of knowledge. Hobby-Collecting lnformafion. all in sfalure buf experienced in lolily deeds. Vice Pres. of Class, 5, 6: Sec'+ of Class, 3. 4: 6.0. Colleclor, 3, 4: Elchanile Collecfor. 3, 4: Sfudenls Aid, 6: Sludenl' Council, 5, 6: Debaling Team, 5, 6: Debaling Council, 5, 6: Class Base- ball Team, 4, 6: Biology Club, 3: Honor Roll, 6. .ism LAMPNER, SAUL Ambilion-Medical Docior. Hobby'-Singing. - - Lessons are all riglwi in llieir place--They belong el flue boilom of flue sea. . LASTER, ISRAEL Ambilion- Hobby- 1 A boy of worfh end public spirit LEVINSON, NATHAN Ambi+ion-Law. Hobby-Addressing Assemblies. All +l1e greal' men are dying, and l feel sick myself. Srudenls Aid, 7: Class Debafor, 7: Debafing Council, 7: Execulive Council, 7, 8: Edilor-iw Chief of flue Elclnanife, 7, 8: Honor Roll, l, 2, 3, 4, 6, 7: Capt of Debafing Varsily, 8: Sludenfs Council, 7, 8. LEWIS, ALBERT Ambilion-Rabbi. I-lobby-Speaking. A sfurdy worker in school and out Caplain of Class Debaling Team, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7: Vice Pres. of Class, I: Sect of Class, 2: Discip- line Squad, 8: Service Squad, 3, 4, 5: Book Room Squad, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8: 6.0. Supply Sfore, 8: Firsi Aid Commiffee. 5. LIPSCHU11, NATHAN Ambifion-Public Accounfanf. o by-Being a wise guy and a wil Io bool. lMany's 'the 'rime he gol' The end of +he loootl Five fee? of brain, brawn, and wif. Biology Club, 3: Chess Club, 6: Sfudenfs Aid Comm., 5, 6: Librarian of I-lisfory Club, 3: Class Baslcefball Team, 6: Class Baseball, 3, 5, 8: Bas- Icefball Lower Division Champs, 4: Baslcelbcll Up- per Division School Champs, 6: Baslcelball Varsity. 6: Baseball Varsify, 8: Honor Roll, I, 3, 4, 5. MARGOLIS, ALBERT Ambifion-Bolcey B'Shas. I-lobby-Learning Talmud. l-Ie came wifh plenfy of ambifion and hope. 6.0. Supply Siore, 8: Associafe Eclifor of 'rhe Academy News, 8: Honor Roll, I, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7. MEHLER, PHILIP Ambifion-Public Accounfanf. l-lobby-Playing Baseball. I-le fakes most delighf in 'rhings afhleiicsf' Afhlefic Manager of Class, 3, 4, 6: Class Baslcef- ball, 2, 3, 6, 8: Baseball Varsily, 6, 8: Discipline Squad, 8. NEUFELD, ABRAHAM Ambilion-Diploma? and lnlernafional Lawyer. Hobby-Poliiics. A man of few worries. Discipline Squad, 8. PEIKES, DANIEL Ambiiion-Talmudisf. Hobby-Silence. Silence is somefimes more eloquenf lhan words. PERETZ, SAM U EL Ambifion-Medical Docfor. Hobby-Reading. As merry as fhe clay is long. Service Squad, 6, 71 Maih. Clulo, 5: Magazine Comrnillee, 6, Sfudenls Aid, 6, 73 Honor Roll, l, 2, 3, 4. RIBNER, HERBERT Ambilion-Polilician. l-lobby-Kibilzing Mr. Asirachan. He seelmefh The prize: noi lhe goal. Business Manager of Elchanile, 7, B: Humor Ed- ilor of The 6.0. News, 6: Confribulinq Edifor of Bio-Monlhly, 53 Service Squad, 4, 5, 6, 7: Discipline Squad, 71 Hislory Librarian, 53 Vice Pres. of Class. 4: Sludenls Council, 43 Class Baseball Team, 4, 6, 87 Class Baslcefball Team, 3. 5, 7, Baseball Varsily, 81 Baslcelball Varsily, 7: Book Room Comm., 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8: Debarinq Varsify, 8: Class Elchanife Collecfor, 3. 41 Class CAO. licliel seller, 4, 73 Chairman of The Elec- lion Canvassinq Comm., 87 Eleclion Canvassinq Comm., 6, 73 Chairman of Deloalinq Comcil, 7 Class Debalor, 8: Secury of Debaiing Society, 8: Lower Division Baslcelball Champs, 4: Pin and Picfure Comm., 7: Supply Slore,7, 8. ROODMAN, SOLOMON Ambilion-Rabbinaie. Hobby-Learning. Canada claim your Rabbi. SAPERSTEI N, NATHAN Ambiiion-To be a greaf surgeon. I-lobby-Srudyinq I-Iisfory. Here is an example of a classical Greek. 6.0. Nrhlefic Manager, 6: Baslcerball Varsiiy, 5, 7: Class Baslceiball Team, 4, 6: Lower Division Baslcelball Champs, 7: Upper Division Baslzefball Champs, 6: Baseball Varsiry, 8: Execuiive Coun- fil, 6: Sfudenf Council, 6: Afhleiic Council, 6: Discipline Squad, 6. 8: Lieulenanf of Discipline Squad, 8: 6.0. Collecror. 8: Elecfion and Can- vassing Comm., 8: Class Debalinq Team, 4: De- bafing Council, 4: Biology Club, 3, 4, 5, 6: Maih. Club, 3: Honor Roll, I, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7. SINCOFF, BENJAMIN Ambilion-Teacher. Hobby-Playing Chess. Easy come, easy go. Chess Club, 5, 6, 7, 8: Class Baseball Team. 4, 6, 8: Class Baslcelball Team, 5, 7: Sfudenls Aid, 4, 5, 6: Maih Club, 4, 5: Biology Club, 2, 3, 4: Service Squad, 5, 6: Magazine Comm., 5, 6: I-Ionor Roll, I, 2, 3. TANNENBAUM, CHARLES Ambition-Torah V'avoda. Hobby-I-Iebrew. I-Iis body is here, bu? his hearr is in Paleslinef' WALDEN, AARON Ambilion-Rabbi. Hobby-Reading. His lonque is llie pen ol a ready wrilerf' Class Debalinq Team, 6, 7, 81 Debalinq Council, 6, 7, 8: Caplain of Debalinq Team, 81 Class Baseball Team, 6, 83 Baseball Varsily, 87 Temp. Discipline Squad, 7, 81 Debalinq Sociely, 8. WALDMAN, LEONARD Ambition-Denlislry. Hobby-Breaking up Dr. Shapiro's Economics Class. Shane escaped wilh flue skin of my feelhf' Class President 8: Srudenfs Council. 8: Chair- man Service Squacl, 6, 7, 8: Book Room Squad. 5. 6. I 8 Claalrman Book Room Squad, 8: Serv- ice Squad, 5 6, 7, 8: Discipline Squad, 8: Clwess Team, 5. 6 Class Baseball Team, 4. 6: Lower Division Champs. 4: Class Alhlelic Manager 4- Allilelic Council, 43 Adverlising Manager of Elclwanire, 7, 8. WALKER, HARRY Ambifion- To imparl my knowledge lo ofl'1ers.' l-lobby-Collecling books 'For a privale library. He says noi' much bul' does well l1is perl. Pres, of Class, 2: Sec'ly of Class, 7, 87 Elclwanife Sfafi, 5, 6, 7, 8: Humor Edilor of G.O. News, 6, 77 Firsl Aid Comm., 3, 4, 5, 6: Sfuclenfs Aid Comm., 3, 4, 5, 6: Assl. Chairman of Debaling Council, 7, Chairman of Debalinq Council, 8: Humor Edilor of Elclwanile, 7, 8, Class Baseball Team, 2, 3, 4. WINKLER, HYMAN Ambilion- Hobby- Fasl asleep il' is no mailer. YE WILLE WE, The class of June, IQ34, sorrowfully droop our heads as we leave This school afTer four years of hardships, baffles, book reporfs, exams, reporf cards. And we hereby reTaliaTe againsf our enemies or friends by besfowing. bequeaThing, Trar1smiTTing, Transferring all our sins, virTues, and various knicknacks which we have accumulafed during a hard, miserable, ioyous four year baTTle, which we have gaTh- ered so ThaT we can heap Them on our pros- TraTe foes or friends, Ye FaculTy, and leave Them whaT They deserve. Thus, we, being fully sound in mind and body, and iT being a cusTom lunfil somebody breaks iTl for a sTudenT or group of sTudenTs before They die or leave school, To draw up a lasT will and TesTamenT, do hereby bequeaTh To The dear old Talmudical Academy all our possessions and belongings lwhich we don'T wanfl. To Mr. Kronish, we leave a new complainT deparTmenT, address, I205 EasT River. To Mr. AsTrachan, we leave all The Tal- mudic quibbles Thar we didn'T employ in class lif There are anyl. To Dr. Shapiro, who already has a super- abundance of laTkes and Yenkee pennanTs due To former graduafes, and who furfher- more is a superb scholar, disfinguished orafor, a masTer of shysfer law, and a sTudenT of dic- Tion, par excellence, we have nofhing To leave. To Dr. Charles, we leave a non-Aryan yamelke. To Mr. Lieberman, we leave a powder-puff To hide his modesT blushes. To Mr. Lebowifz, we leave a joke book ThaT wasn'T prinTed in The days of our forefaThers. To Mr. lnfeld, we leave Mr. Abrams' Ton- sils, for The advancemenT of science. To Dr. STern, we leave a more appropriaTe family name, To lvlr. Abrams, we leave an aufomafic non-excused admiT sTamQier. To Mr. Mah, we leave a knowledge of The fourTh dimension proiecfed inTo space, and also his cash invesTmenT. To Mr. l-larTsTein, we leave The hopes of a P. l-l. D. To Mr. Orleans, we leave our besT regards. To Mr. Fried, we leave recollecfions of gay Paree. Furfhermore, l, lrving Feldman, leave all my zeroes for homework To some oTher sTar pupil of Mr. Lieberman. l, Aaron Gold, hereby nofify my Teachers, They have noT TaughT. I, l-lerberf l-lurwiTz, leave my old Eco book To Dr. Shapiro so ThaT he doesn'T have To ask oTher sTudenTs for one. l, Nafhan Levinson, leave To Mr. Asfrachan a Golden Throne To use when he becomes a dicTaTor. I, lsaiah Eisenberg, leave To lvlr. Lebowifz bigger and beTTer assisTanTs. l, NaThan Sapersfein, leave a caTalyTic agenT To Mr. LebowiTz's formula KqP. l, Samuel PereTz, leave To Mr. Lebowifz my old alarm clock so ThaT he will be able To come To class on Time. l, lsidore Cohen, leave To Mr. Abrams The Telephone operaTor who CUT him off. l, lrving l-lurewiTz, leave To Dr. Shapiro a bag of flour so ThaT his fufure laTkes will be rounder and beTTer. I, Jacob Kabakoff, leave To Mr. AsTrachan The perfecf Yeshiva sTudenT, The besT quibbler of Them all. l, Beniamin Sincoff, leave a midgeT radio for each and every classroom so ThaT T. A. sTudenTs shouldn'T have To cuT classes To geT The baseball scores. l, Saul C-3orensTein, leave To Mr. Kronish his chariTy marks of 65. Signed and wifnessed before me This firsT day of June, I934. Saul Gorensfein, '34 20 THE EL C H A NITE ss:vfr.m::fz'rUf:w PROPHECY THE banquef hall was filled wifh loud, happy. shoufing voices. There were welcoming greef- ings for each new arrival. Gladness suffused fhe faces of all presenf. In a lull of fhe con- versafion a greaf, booming voice, belonging fo Phil Mehler, suddenly boomed ouf, Say fellowsl Do you remember The prophecy fhey had abouf us in fhe '34 Elchanife? .... Nine men saf in conclave, a remarkably heferogeneous group in a decidedly unpre- possessing afmosphere. The chairs were crude affairs undecided whefher fhey should cave in or nof. The fable had already decided. If was none ofher fhan a broken-down billiard fable. The fallesf of fhis ill-assorfed group was a cold, dignified individual. He raised his eye- brows as fwo men, one of whom was of me- dium heighl' and overbearing, fhe ofher quife shorf and quick-fempered, began fo quarrel. During fhe proceedings, fwo men had saf back and wafched fhe fransacfions wifh ill- concealed confempf. To bofh Levinson and Sapersfein, fhe cheap polifical wrangle which was going on, fhe division of 'lhe spoils, fhe seemingly endless plans fo appropriafe some more honesl' graff, were exceedingly dis- fasfeful. Now, as if fo add insulf fo iniury, fhey were wifnessing fhe specfacle of fhe fwo leaders of fheir respecfive parfies lfo fhe public in- fense rivalsl, H. Engel and H. Ribner, fighfing over fhe small mafler of fhe division of a few palfry iudgeships! You can'f gef away wifh if! Ribner had shoufed across fhe fable af Engel. I wanf fhose iudgeships. You fhink you've gof fhe elecfion cinched iusf because you've gof Eisenberg and Neufeld, poinfing fo fhe dis- finguishecl-looking individual and fo a fall, handsome man siffing beside him, and fhey're in wifh fhe swells. Well, I gof beffer men, men wifh popular appeal, men fhaf will have half fhe fown eafing ouf of fheir hands- Who are fhe mugs? asked I-lurwifz, En- gel's associafe. Kravchik and Bresslofff' shoufed Ribner in a frenzy. They're fhe guys wifh more popular appeal fhan a dozen of your high-and-mighfy palsl And for fwo cenfs or fhe iudgeships I'II puf fhem up! Says who? Says me! fhaf's who! and .... With fhis fhe meefing suddenly losf ifs or- dinary calm. Brass knuckles, indispensable fo a polifician, were produced in a frice, and fhe affair would have soon fumed info a shambles. The fwo calm individuals, Sapersfein and Levinson, had been conversing wifh each ofher. Suddenly, fhe Honorable Nafhan Lev- inson gof up, and shoufing fhrough his sfove- pipe, made himself heard above fhe din. And whaf he said quiefed even fhese embaffled souls. Genflemen, if I can call you genflemenf' he said, l'm fhrough wifh you. I came here fonighf fo see whefher fhere would be any way of repairing fhe damage you've done fo fhe cify from your own group. I see fhaf il s impossible. You're a corrupf bunch, and you're going fo gef whaf you deserve. You are going fo be run ouf of fown! Good day! The silence was elecfric, so were fhe Iighfs. Suddenly, if was splif by an ear-shaffering whoop, Hold on, Engel said suddenly. l'm going, fool The campaign was furning ouf fo be a noisy and argumenfafive one. On every hand were posfers reading: A vofe for Kravchik and Bressloff means a vofe for fhe friend of fhe people or Save your cify from confu- sion, by vofing Fusion wifh Eisenberg and ll Neufeld. Engel was doing a good iob. When he had reformed. so had his infimaifes, and fhe newly organized Fusionisfs had accepfed fhem wifh open arms af fhe requesf of fheir leader, Nafhan Levinson, who was convinced of fheir sincerify. . . The law firm of Sapersfein, Lewis and Levin- son had from The beginning of fhe Fusion movemenf furnecl info a verifable beehive. The sfaff had been increased by fwo men, namely l-l. l-lurwifz and Daniel Peikes. They had sef fo work wifh quief concenfrafiong fhings were now running in a smoofh and well ordered fashion. Businessmen, lawyers, and working men, all mef here for one common goal, fhe defeaf of fhe Dem-Rafs Parfy. l-lowever, fhere was one fly in fhe oinf- menf. lf was all well and good fo know fhaf af lasf opposifion fo fhe misrule of fhe cify was developing. Buf how were fhe plans for fhe campaign fo be made? Who would be fhe campaign manager? Levinson had fold fhem of Engel's experience in polifics and fhe laffer was fherefore fhe mosf logical man for fhe iob, buf cash was lacking. The Fusionisf leaders were in a quandary, and fhey knew if. Therefore, N. Levinson decided if wifh his cusfomary dash and decision. Lef's call a conference, he said. Evenfs were fo occur quickly in fhe nexf few weeks. To one less polifically asfufe fhan l-lerberf Ribner, fhe rapid rise of public indig- nafion would have spelf disasfer. Buf Ribner knew his onions. Already, he had begun fo rally his fasf disappearing forces. l-le ap- peared af banquefs, dinners, and business men's luncheons. l-le had imporfanf confer- ences wifh I. Lasfer, fhe big chain-sfore mag- nafe, and he had even confrived fo gef him- self inferviewed by S. Gorensfein, fhe Broadway columnisf of Breezy Glimpses. lf is a human failing fo make misfakes. And Ribner was soon fo make one fhaf was almosf fo spell disasfer. To some, fhe incidenf may appear laughable. To ofhers who know fhe facfs and realize how fhe pride and feel- ing of fhe inferesfed parfies were fouched, if seems miraculous fhaf fhey ever survived if. One evening, fhree men, B. Sincoff, l. Lasfer, and H. Ribner, were invifed fo affend and speak before fhe Revisionisf group of fhe Zionisf organizafion. Rabbi Walden, fhe chairman of fhe affair, had iusf finished his brief speech of infroducfion. Sincoff arose fo speak. The former shyness of his high school years had disappeared. l-le spoke well, even brillianfly. He noficed as he looked around, fhaf he was creafing a disfincf impression. l-le had iusf uffered a parficularly good sen- fence when if happened. You of 'rhe l-lisfadrufh, he had said, will besf appreciafe fhe posifion, our mufual friend, Mr. Ribner is in. You who have seen your brefhren persecufed by The hafed and hafeful Revisionisfs, realize, I am sure, 'rhe un- warranfedness of fhe Fusion affackf' l-le sfopped. Somefhing was decidedly wrong. There had been no handclapping, no cheers. In facf his lasf pronouncemenfs had been received in ominous silence. l-le did nof undersfand if. lf was unusual. Sincoff fried fo remember, whaf, if any- fhing, he had said had displeased fhem. Sud- denly, his lasf few words repeafed fhemselves dully in his mind. You who have seen your brefhren persecufed by fhe hafed and hafeful Revisionisfs .... And all fhe fime he had been addressing a Revisionisf group. Bofh he and Lasfer sfarfed fo gef up 'ro make fheir apologies. Already fhey were foo lafe. Rabbi Walden, no longer fhe good-na- fured chairman, reenforced by Rabbi Tannen- baum, were on fheir feef. They demanded an apology. Buf fhey did nof waif for a reply. They were urging fheir comrades fo avenge fhe insulf, when Ribner, followed by Sincoff and Lasfer, leff in hasfe. If is beffer fo refire in confusion, fhan fo be a broken-boned hero, n'esf-ce pas, Mr. Fried? Wifhin a shorf fime affer Levinson had de- cided fo call a conference, fhe brains of fhe new movemenf had foregafhered. J. Goff- lieb, H. l-lurwifz, Leeman, Cohn, lvlehler, and The fwo candidafes, Eisenberg and Neufeld, and of course, Sapersfein, Lewis and Levin-- son of fhe well-known firm of Sapersfein, Lewis and Levinson, lnc., were fhere. 22 .:::':f::::'vfvss2':f::zv THE EL CHA NITE 1::::r:' The group immediafely began discussing fhe business on hand. Speeches were made, buf no consfrucfive plans were fhoughf of. The men who spoke, before fhey were half fhrough had losf fhemselves amidsf a hosf of confradicfions, uncerfainfies, and fumbling ideas, and fhis despife fhe lesson of organi- zafion which had been drilled info fheir heads af high-school by Mr. Asfrachan. This idle discussion might have gone on in- definifely had nof J. Gofflieb sfruck on a plan. To his mind, if was all very simple. Their parfy here was fo help fhe poor man, fhe man-on- fhe sfreef, now, why nof go fo him for cam- paign expenses? Go fo fhe people for expenses! The room suddenly became alive. If was breafhfakingl If had never been fried before! Would if work? Could a parfy succeed wifhouf big campaign funds? Sfraighfway fhey wenf fo find ouf. Excepf for fhe very regreffable incidenf of fhe Revisionisf group, fhe Dem-Rafs parfy had nof openly incurred any disfavor. They knew fhough fhaf fhere was progressing againsf fhem a campaign, fhe magnifude of which fhey had only lafely begun fo realize. They immediafely began fo work on fheir sfandby, fhe Civil Service. They made con- facfs wifh l. Feldman, edifor of fhe Bugle, fhe official Service organ. Feldman was a mil- ifanf edifor, a Fascisf and Revisionisf. They senf quesfionnaires fo every Civil Service man asking him fo define fheir parfy leanings. They organized picnics for fhe clerical sfaff, fhey fefed fhe sfreef cleaners and gave a bonus fo fhe police and firemen. Somefimes, fhere were obiecfions, fhere al- ways were. Buf on fhe whole, fhe Dem-Rafs were geffing along very nicely. Men were im- porfed from ofher cifies, and work was sud- denly found for hifherfo unemployed workers. And fhe gangs began fo dusf off fheir black- iacks on Fusionisfs' heads. Trucks, donafed by Krichewsky and Green- berg, prominenf business men, began fouring The neighborhoods wifh fheir blaring horns and leafher-lunged speakers. A Fusionisf sup- porfer, Winkler, nof fo be oufdone, confrib- ufed frucks fo his parfy. S. Perefz senf fhem a beaufiful giff of a radio because his wife had promised fo commif suicide, or, whaf was more probable and less fo be desired, move bag and baggage fo his mofher-in-law, if he didn'f gef rid of fhe damn fhing. Of course fhere are many ways fo gef cam- paign confribufions. The Dem-Rafs now pro- ceeded fo fry fhe oldesf. Fire inspecfors called one day af-, fhe flour- ishing buffer-and-egg sfore of Waldman and l-lurewifz, Inc. Affer poffering abouf a liffle, fhey, Harris and Lampner, regreffully had fo fell bofh Waldman and l-lurewifz lfhey were bofh wafching each ofher, hands on fhe cash regisferl fhaf fhere was a violafion in fhe sfore. They profesfed, argued, in vain. They even remained adamanf when Waldman made a mofion as if fo open fhe cash regisfer. How- ever, affer repeafed inquiries, Harris, af lasf lef fhem know fhaf, if fhey wished, fhey mighf see fhe disfricf leader, Walker, who was a well-known friend of fhe people. Wifhin a shorf while, Waldman, who had been consfifufed a delegafion of one by l-lurewifz, sfood embarrassedly before Walker, fhe club leader. l-le immediafely made known his wanfs fo him. l-le fold him, wifh many a sigh, of fhe bad fimes, slim pickings, and how fhis violafion would almosf ruin him. ln furn, Walker asked him if he were a club member. Upon receiving a reply in fhe negaifve, fhe disfricf leader affecfed surprise. l-le immedi- afely became his old iolly self, however, when he offered Waldman fwo fickefs, af five dol- lars per, for a dance which fhe sfreef clean- ers' union was sponsoring. You'Il have a good fime, he said, Bring your wife and kids. Good companionship, nice music, friendly, clean faces .... Buf how abouf my violafion? asked Waldman. 23 JusT as Walker was abouT To answer, Lip- schuTz, his secreTary, came in wiThouT knock- ing, and announced ThaT There was a cerTain Dr. Gold To see him. Show him righT in, said Walker, and Once again he Turned Towards Waldman. Again he was inTerrupTed. BuT This Time iT was Dr. Gold and Dr. KabakoTT who sTOod be- Tore him. ATTer Taking one look aT Them, Walker sud- denly remembered Their case. They were Two promising medicos aT The l-leighTs l-lospiTal who had oTTended one OT The ciTy's leading poliTicians. They were boTh ready To operaTe on one OT The many chariTy cases in The hos- piTal. All was ready when suddenly an orderly had bursT inTo The room. From his Tew inco- herenT babblings They gaThered ThaT one OT The ciTy's leading poliTicians, whom we shall call Mr. X., who was in an inToxicaTed condi- Tion, demanded To be examined by eiTher Dr. KabakOTT Or Dr. Gold. They reTusecl, and per- Tormed a successTul operaTiOn on Their pa- TienT. Mr. X. had sworn he'd geT Them. l-le had. Perhaps ThaT was why They were here. IT ThaT was The reason, he would cuT Them shOrT. Did you come TO see me abouT geTTing your pOsiTiOns back? he asked cuTTingly. SOmewhaT Taken aback, boTh Dr. KabakOTT and Dr. Gold, answered in The aTTirmaTive. l can'T help yOu, Walker announced and Turned away. To him, The inTerview was closed. BuT nOT so Tor Mr. Waldman. l-le had been a silenT specTaTOr To The proceedings. l-le, TOO, had heard OT Gold and KabakOTT, and, when he saw The summary dismissal OT These Two men, he saw red. However, even in mOmenTs OT anger, Wald- man could sTill Think clearly. l-le saw ThaT The case OT These Two medicos was hopeless, and as Tor his own, iT would probably resulT in would-be shakedown aTTer shakedown. Come onl he said TO KabakOTT and Gold, his mind made up. We'll go TO a group ThaT can really help us. JusT sTick around wiTh me and you'll Tind plenTy OT pOssibiliTies. Yes, sir! PlenTy OT possibiliTieS. 'Twas The nighT OT The elecTion. The campaign was over. All ThaT remained was The Tinal Taking and accounTing OT The voTes Trom The ciTy precincTs. The candidaTes, Eis- enberg and NeuTeld. saT aT The head OT The banqueT Table, ouTwardly calm, buT inside Their ThoughTs were in a TumulT OT uncerTainTy. Would They win? Would They come OuT ahead? And so They saT, smiles on Their lips only. Among Them were gaThered The TaiThTul.' These were The men who had done Their biT Toward helping The FusionisT movemenT. There was Winkler, who had renounced a prOTiTable sTage job To do his biT Toward The cause by sTreeT-corner speaking. There were Mehler, PereTz, Peikes, Margolis, Engel, and The indomifable N. Levinson, OT The Tirm Sap- ersTein, Lewis and Levinson, lnc., To name buT a Tew. The banqueT was noT a merry One, Though naTure, aided and abeTTed by Ten gallons OT vodka, Tried her besT To make This a gay one. OT course, There were speakers, and iusT aT This mOmenT we Tind Rabbi Roodman, OT Syracuse, holding The sTage. l-lowever, The Dem-RaTs, Too, were having Their banqueT. Around Them had gaThered Their candidaTes, BreslOTT and Kravchik, Rib- ner, LipshuTz, Walker, LasTer, and SincoTT. More used To The sTress OT elecTion nighT, Than Their OpponenTs, They were waxing quiTe merry. The game was OuT OT Their hands now. Why worry? The sTreeTs were Thickly populaTed. Times Square was in a Turmoil. The cenTer OT inTer- esT was The Times Building. From iTs brighTly liT sign would come The TirsT elecTion news. ThereTore, The crowd waiTed and iosTled each OTher good-naTuredly. Suddenly, words began To make Their ap- pearance on The sign. The crowd gazed 24 5222P'?!2EZ7T7Z22?P'22EE7if .1 77TZ2Z5'3'E2Z7T'EE1?'P'TZZZ'Z'f1E! breaThlessly. There is one lasT second oT sus- pense. And Then, a shouT, picked up by a Thousand ThroaTs and reverberaTed back Trom The building, Fusion wins! Fusion wins! l-lip, hip, hurrahl AT The Fusion banquet The news is dropped like a Thunde-rbolT. Rabbi Roodman so Tar TorgoT his digniTy as To jump on his chair, from whence he was picked up and almosT drowned in The soup by his gleeful associaTes. l-lowever, in sharp conTrasT, The Dem-RaTs ..A' T zzz: THE EL CHA NITE camp was Thick in gloom. They sorrowTully shook Their heads, one aT anoTher, and The silence was Thick enough To be cuT by a knife. Suddenly LipschuTz brighTened. Maybe This wasn'T so bad aTTer all. Couldn'T They go and shake hands wiTh The Fusionislrs? IT wouldn'T hurT. And maybe, if They'd reform enough, They mighT geT Those iudgeshipsl And Thus, we, The class of '34, in happy remembrance of Those bygone days, propose a ToasT To The school ThaT senT us ouT To - new worlds To conquer. .. x I . l l I , x l ' f X X X ll 1 I X X hr X X X X 'I ,ff f - f f ' 'Ev vw L, 7 25 The Elchcnite Staff 26 w'g'G:9'N::11Fzz:v:f:a::':f:s 1':'1:::f THE E LC H A N1TE1::Z1'FZ9m'vQs'fFW ELCHANITE STAFF Edifor-in-Chief NATHAN LEVI NSON Associa+e Ediiors HAROLD ENGEL IRVINC5 FELDMAN Senior Edifor SAUL GORENSTEIN Sporfs Edifor V Humor Ecli+or ISAIAH EISENBERG HARRY WALKER Ari S+a'Ff HERZL FREED MILTON SHAPIRO Business Managers Advertising S+aff HERBERT RIBNER LEONARD WALDMAN, Manager JACQB ABRAMQWITZ CHARLES YURMAN, Ass? Manager NATHAN ZELIKOW GABRIEL OOLDSTEIN TYPin9 5+aFF Circuiafion Manager MAURICE sci-IQENBRUN JQSEPH GOTTUEB JOSEPH wusE CHARLES SHQULSQN Facuify Advisers , MR. SAMUEL LEBOWITZ MR. ISAAC ORLEANS MR. IRVIN6 ASTRACHAN 27 THE KISS by Soloman Roodman, '34 UNSUNG and unacclaimed, The vicTims of race persecuTion perish in oblivion. The he- roes of The baTTlefields are lauded and eulo- gized. Those on whom bigoTry wreaks iTs fury are forgoTTen wiTh The sTifling of Their agoniz- ing cries. The spoTlighT of hisTory which illu- minaTes so vividly The glamorous deeds of our uniformed deTenders of Times, unforfu- naTely fails To lighT up ThaT oTher sTage of conflicT, on which is enacTed The grim sTory of The suTferings and TorTure, The courage and griT of Those enmeshed in The neT of racial oppression. Absorbed in his plans for his enforced flighT To Luxembourg, Joseph Wasserman prepared To close for The lasT Time his Ham- burg sTore. The TumulT wiThouT iolTed him back To The presenf. The wild uproar of The sTreeT, The whisfling and The howling and The shaTTering of window panes resounding in his ears, were eTfecTive messengers of The TacT ThaT The Nazi drive had again unleashed iTs deadly Terrors. His hearT heavy wiTh anxieTy for The safeTy of his dear ones aT home, he closed The lock wiTh Tumbling fingers. Evad- ing The raving hands of boisTerous drunken HiTleriTes he slowly sTole down The long wind- ing sTreeT, his hearT forshadowing all calamiTy. His eyes upon The sTones, he aT lasT reached his quainT dwelling. Much To his despair he found neiTher lighT nor murmur. The welcom- ing cries of his liTTle ones were no longer To be heard. Rebecca, Tailing To leave any sign oT her safeTy bewildered his Thoughfs. He rushed from one end oT The house To The oTher shouTing in vain, Rebecca, Rebecca, where are you! Rebecca! Like The crackling of a conflagrafion, The howling had sounded now near, now more dis- TanT. Now iT was unmisTakably approaching nearer. Suddenly Wasserman was conscious OT The sounds surrounding him from all sides. WiThouT warning a shower of rocks flew inTo The room Through The shaTTered panes. The nexT insTanT young Nazis wiTh Tlaming drunken faces, carrying bayoneTs, came sTreaming Through The door. Realizing ThaT iT was use- less To resisT Them, Wasserman darTed from The chair and crawled under a soTa, before The very eyes of The rioTers. The Nazis roared boisTerously. There is a fool for you, and one of Them grabbed Wasserman's leg. Hey, you, geT up! The Jew realizing The danger of defi- ance began To weep like an infanT. Boys, he pleaded wiTh Them paTheTically, Take my belongings, my money, everyfhing, why kill me, my wife and small children? BuT mercy was noT Their moTTo, nor clem- ency Their order. Some roved To The corri- dors and rooms, plundering and wrecking as They wenT. His sacred ornamenTs, The arTicles he considered significanT above all They ren- dered inTo shreds before his very eyes. The oThers beaT him, scraTched him, sTruck him, kicked him wiTh mad Tury. He groaned and whined. BuT Their hearTs were of sTone. Their murderous assaulT conTinued. GoTTfried, you know me! Your faTher worked for me. l paid him well. Gofffried, save me, save .... A violenf blow from a club on his head cuT shorT his enTreaTies. Two sTorm Troopers sTreTched him ouT on The cold floor and confinued wiTh The punishmenf. You paid him, did you! He worked for you, so you paid him. I would dare you To refuse paying him. NeverTheless GoTTfried was pleased ThaT Wasserman should appeal To him for mercy, and Thereupon Turned To The oThers: Com- rades, enough, leT The carcass be. You can well see ThaT he is pracTically dead already. 28 THE EL CHA NITE szzzwazuvrzzzvcfrzwvrzza RelucTanTly They Tore Themselves away Trom Their vicTim one by one and Tiled ouT OT The house. Well, Wasserman, GoTTTried Turned To The prone vicTim. You should Thank me Tor your sTill being alive. Hadn'T iT been Tor me, They surely would have made shorT work OT you. He was aT The poinT oT leaving when his bruTal insTincTs Torced him back. There, he said, exTending his TooT To Wasserman. Kiss! The laTTer, crazed wiTh pain, was unable To undersTand. GoTTTried was Turious. Kiss, do you hear? Kiss, l Tell you. Wasserman sTirred noT. GoTTTried's Tace colored wiTh rage. You Jew Tacel He gnashed his TeeTh and drove his open hand inTo Wasserman's Tace. You hesiTaTe? Boys he bellowed Through The window, come back here. His comrades who had been anTicipaTing such a demand, soon reTurned. Ah, nu! geT To work. Since he's such a Tine genTleman, leT him kiss my TooT, IT he won'T .... Two youThs liTTed Wasserman Trom The ground and Tlung him aT GoTTTried's TeeT. Remove ThaT booT, GoTTTried com- manded, kicking Wasserman in The mouTh. His consciousness reTurning, pain racking every Tiber in his body, blood sTreaming Trom a dozen wounds, Wasserman Torced himself wiTh The uTmosT diTTiculTy To remove The booT Trom The Nazi's TooT and Then Tell back on The Tloor. GoTTTried shoved his TooT close To The Jew's Tace. A dirTy red TooT, smelling sTrongly oT perspiraTion, and a beaTen up Tace wiTh a long, noble beard. STrangely enough The beard had noT been removed. IT was Torn and plucked in buT a Tew spoTs buT iT sTill reTained iTs digniTy. Kiss, l Tell you! Wasserman, now Tully conscious, remained moTionless. AnoTher kick in The Tace Tollowed. For a momenT all was silenT. Suddenly Wasserman raised his head. GoTTTried emiT- Ted a sharp TrighTTul cry. His Tive Toes had disappeared inTo The Jew's mouTh. The Two rows oT sparkling TeeTh sank deeply inTo The dirTy sweaTy Tlesh. The Nazis sTruck Wasser- man wiTh Their booTed TeeT. They pulled ouT his beard in handfulls. They dug Their nails inTo his eyes and Tore The Tlesh from his Tace. His body squirming and TwisTed, buT his TeeTh closed on relenTlessly. Suddenly someThing was heard To crack inside Wasserman's mouTh. The TeeTh? The bones? Perhaps boTh. All This while GoTTTried shrieked like a smiTTen pig. IT was only when They saw ThaT Wasserman was no longer moving ThaT They resisTed Their savage inclinaTions. Shudders shook Their bodies when They beheld Wasser- man's eyes hanging loose Trom Their bloody sockeTs. His TeaTures were no longer recog- nizable. BuT a Tew congealed sTrands oT his once noble beard remained, maTTed wiTh blood. GoTTTried wriThed aTTempTing in vain To release himselT Trom The deaTh grip. He TwisTed like a snake. From his ThroaT came long hoarse sounds. IT became evidenT To his comrades ThaT he had losT his mind. G-d, oh G-d, help us! The TrighTened Nazis cried as They Tled The house. On The sTreeT The Nazi Tury was raging wiTh all iTs beasTly TerociTy. AmidsT The TumulT none heard The cries oT a living man who was slowly expiring in The iaws oT a dead one- a dead one, on whose crushed and baTTered Tace The Trace OT a conTenTed smile was TainTly discernable. 29 FUNNY Nolses by MiITon Shapiro, '35 ICAIVIE home The oTher riigh+ and I saT down and IisTened To The radio and The noises iT makes. I Turned The dial back 'and TorTh and all The numbers passed before me. The Thing made a Tunny noise when I Turned The diaI back and TorTh and I heard all The Tunny noises. And I Iiked To IisTen To Theiradio and siT There in my chair because I Iiked The Tunny noises. I heard a iazz orchesTra Ied by a TeI- Iow called Happy HoTcha and he made a IoTTa noise wiTh The band-more Than The IiTTIe kid nexT door. The IiTTIe kid nexT door makes a IoTTa noise. The music made by This band made me cIose my ears and shuT my eyes and I Turned To anoTher number. The number was playing a sIeepy meIody or some sorT oT a waI+z and I Iiked iT because iT aImosT puT me To sIeep. WeII. The music played by This sTring ensembIe was very nice aIThough some oTher peopIe probably Think This music Iousy-buT I didn'T care abouT whaT oTher peopIe cared abouT The music I IisTened To Then. And Then came The end oT The music and iTs wonderTuI Tunes and I was sorT oT sorry because I couIdn'+ hear The nice music ThaT I IisTened To up To Then. And Then a guy sTarTed To TaIk abouT some IaxaTive and some sTuTT oT ThaT sorT and iT made me sick and Tunny in The' sTomach. I Turned The numbers around and iT was Tunny how all The sTaTions were TuII 'oT guys who TaIked abouT some Thing or anoTher. IT's aITogeTher Tunny how The radio is The onIy Thing over which a guy can TaIk' and noT be abIe To see his IisTeners make Tunny Taces aT him. And aT ThaT Time I was making Tunny Taces aT all The guys who were sorT of Talking Tor noThing. IT's Tunnier sTiII how all The guys ThaT TaIked didn'T have any- Thing To TaIk abouT and They didn'T say any- Thing eiTher. WeII, anyway all The sTaTions were TuII oT guys ThaT TaIked and I didn'T Iike TeIIows who TaIked, so I shuT The damn radio. My moTher Iooked aT me and saw The biTTer faces I was making because whaT The guys said over The radio wasn'T whaT I wouId Iike To hear said over The radio when I'd be IisTen- ing To iT. A Ii++Ie IaTer I Turned The Thing on again and sTiII The guys were Taiking and They kepT on Talking, so I shuT The radio. And Then I said To myseIT aTTer The guys over The radio couIdn'T be heard any more ThaT, when There wasn'T any sweeT music over The radio, The radio was a nuisance. So I wenT To bed and I said To myseIT The Thing was a nuisance because There was no sweeT music over The radio. I was under The cooI covers and I Iiked iT because The cooI covers made me Teel warm. The window was open and The soTT cooI air TiIIed The room I was sleeping in and I Iiked iT 'cause iT made me warm. I was geTTing To TeeI good and Tor- geT abouT The radio over which some guys were Talking abouT noThing when Trom my nexT door I heard a guy TaIking Ioud. The voice sounded Iike coming Trom a guy Talking over a radio and I didn'T Iike iT 'cause I didn'T Iike guys which TaIk over a radio abouT noTh- ing. So I didn'T Teel warm any more 'cause I had To cIose The window so's noT To hear a guy who TaIked over a radio abouT noThing. And I Turned over and I said The radio was a damn nuisance. 50 eaaiflazavwzwvissweesifvizzf W y -::':f::':f:s:::v:z:::':-zszarvinewsfcsasf' TH E EL CHA NITE :ISYS IWIZF THE TELLTALE RAINDROPS by Harold STeinbaum, '37 I TN a small Tlourishing Town of CenTral Rus- sia, There lived a prosperous Jewish merchanT by The name OT Reb Shloime. T-le was well known Tor his kind and chariTable naTure and his inTelligenT and honesT manner OT carrying on his business. Even his compeTiTors and ri- vals in Trade had The uTmosT respecT and admiraTion Tor him. BUT among Those who loved him mosT were The people who came inTo closer conTacT wiTh him Than The resT oT The communiTy: his Tam- ily and his servanTs. A kinder masTer Than Reb Shloime was noT To be Tound Tor miles around. l-le Took pains To keep secreTs Trom his servanTs, buT TreaTed Them as his equals and gave Them TrusTy Tasks To perTorm wiTh only Their own word To vouch Tor Their honesTy. As The saying goes, Tell a ThieT he is an hon- esT man and he will very likely believe iT. So iT was wiTh The servanTs oT Reb Shloime. OT course, we did noT mean To say ThaT his servanTs were Thieves-by no means! BUT in a large esTablishmenT oT The sorT ThaT our merchanT carried on, one will probably Tincl one or Two characTers noT quiTe so sTerling in qualiTy as The maioriTy oT The oThers. OT such doubTTul characTer lbeTore coming To his e-sTaTe as a servanTl had been lvan, a Tair-haired Pole, Reb Shloime's righT-hand man. lvan had only recenTly been promoTed To The oTTice of Toreman and general body- guard To his masTer, One mighT quesTion The good sense and shrewdness oT The masTer in enTrusTing a man oT This sorT To a posiTion oT such imporTanceg however, The reason Tor This rash acT was The very TacT ThaT Shloime sus- pecTed a looseness in characTer, which he soughT To correcT by deliberaTely enTrusTing him wiTh valuable goods and missions oT prime imporTance. So calmly and in a man- ner so maTTer-of-course did The masTer Take Tor granTed his servanT's honesTy ThaT lvan's beTTer naTure almosT always conquered Temp- TaTion. ln his own hearT, Reb Shloime Took pride in The knowledge ThaT he had broughT To The surTace The man's honor and inTegriTy. Such was The relaTionship beTween maSTer and servanT when our sTory opens. BuT iT seems ThaT Reb Shloime's TrusTing naTure car- ried circumsTances a biT Too Tar and creaTed Tragedy and misery where peace had reigned. ll lT was The cusTom oT Reb Shloime To make 5 very long and perilous Trip To several .com- mercial cenTers locaTed many miles disTanT Trom his naTive ciTy. The purpose OT This 'our- ney was To buy up large quanTiTies oT mer- chandise in These markeTs Tor cash, Thus pay- ing much less Than his compeTiTors who boughT on crediT. l-lowever, a greaT many dangers accompa- nied a Trip oT This sorT and, ThereTore, iT was Taken only Twice a year. lvlosT oT The Travel- ing was Through a dense wilderness widely in- TesTed wiTh Thieves and cuTThroaTs. One can readily see, ThereTore, ThaT a well-known wealThy business man on a buying Tour wiTh Thousands OT dollars in cash on his person. would have been Tine baiT Tor any enTerpris- ing and ambiTious young highwayman. However, The danger oT unknown ThieveS was, as They say in Jewish, only a halbe ture. The real and everpresenT peril was The TempTaTion creaTed in The hearT OT whosoever happened To accompany him. lT was neces- sary To Take aT leasT one man along To help bring back The goods and drive The Teams. IT was equally essenTial ThaT This man be The cream oT The loT and wholly TrusTworThy. 3i As The Time Tor sTarTing drew near, we Tound Reb Shloime in an uncerTain Trame OT mind. All abouT him, preparaTions were go- ing Torward Tor The coming journey. All The servanTs were busy running To and Tro, geT- Ting ready Tor a Team oT horses Tor The ex- pecTed loT oT merchandise, sToring away Tood Tor The animals: also a sTock oT provisions Tor The Travelers, Tor They would be Tar Trom civi- lizaTion during mosT oT The Trip, which was To lasT abouT Tive days. l-le had leTT The choice oT a companion un- Til The lasT day. Usually, he had no need Tor deliberaTing very seriously on The choice oT his Tellow-Traveler, Tor he had several TaiThTul and TrusTy men who had accompanied him beTore. This Time, however, his mind was in a sTaTe oT doubTTulness: noT because he could noT Tind The proper man, buT because OT a desire To leT his Toreman, lvan, in whose changed characTer he Toolc so much pride, TurTher prove his meTTle in so greaT an under- Talcing. IT was a very greaT rislc he would have To Talce, prudence Told him: yeT, so conTidenT was he oT The ouTcome oT his experimenT ThaT his doubTs were overcome by The vision oT his uI+ima+e success in The moulding oT a man's characTer. The resulT oT his deliberaTions was The decision To Talce lvan, and To prevenT any reTracTion Trom This plan, he senT a servanT aT once To Tincl his Toreman, and Telling him To prepare Tor The long iourney, wiThouT any Tur- Ther explanaTions leTT him To compleTe The preparaTions. AT lasT all was in readiness and, aTTer Talc- ing leave oT his Tamily and servanTs, Reb Shloime mounTed To The seaT beside lvan who was already holding The reins, ready To sTarT. BoTh men were in The besT oT spiriTs and amused each oTher wiTh sTories To pass The Time. The TirsT Two days oT Traveling was across The open counTry plains and The Travel- ers were guiTe comTorTable. They had broughT wiTh Them plenTy oT Tood and wine, and in The baclc OT The waqeon had Tixed up a bed oT maTTresses and blanlceTs. AnoTher TacTor which added To Their comTorT and peace oT mind was ThaT They had noT been molesTed by sTrangers on The road. All in all, Traveling on The plains seemed To agree wiTh boTh Their disposiTions. However, on The morning oT The Third day, They enTered a dense ToresT and had To Tol- low a very TainT Trail. Speed was impossible, and The aTmosphere was Tull oT an oppressive silence which could almosT be TelT. Gradually, The iolly mood oT The men wore oTT and neiTher said hardly a word all ThaT day. By sundown, lvan had a sullen expression on his Tace and in his eyes lurlced a dangerous glinT. T-le looked as iT, on The leasT provocaTion, he would commiT murder. Reb Shloime noTiced This and his own Tace became overcasT wiTh graveness. T-Te began To doubT his own good sense in leTTing lvan come wiTh him. They unsaddled The horses and prepared To camp Tor The nighT, Tor even in The early eve- ning iT was so darlc in The woods Thar iT was impossible To progress TurTher wiThouT geH'ing losT. During The evening meal, Shloime Tried To disTracT lvan's moodiness by Triendly con- versaTion buT The only replies he goT were sullen grunTs or obsTinaTe silence. l-le Tinally gave up in despair and rolled himselT in his blanlceTs Tor The nighT. l-le lay wiTh his eyes wide open, his hearT Tilled wiTh a sense OT impending disasTer, waTching his companion who was siTTing by The dying Tire, his Tace clouded by a brooding Trown. ThoughTs oT a Troubling naTure seemed To prey upon his mind, Tor, occasionally his lips moved as if he were speaking To himselT and he shoolc his head as iT To say No, I will noT do iT. PresenTly, however, he seemed To change his aTTiTude Tor his expression changed Trom a brooding one To one oT Tierceness and There seemed an air oT TinaliTy abouT him as if he had iusT made a posiTive decision. l-le Turned his head and sTole a sTeal'Thy glance aT his masTer, who insTanTly closed his eyes as if he were asleep. When nexT he opened Them, he saw, wiTh a sinking hearT, ThaT lvan had risen Trom The ground and was noiselessly coming Towards him, a gleaming blade OT sTeel grasped in his righT hand! 32 .......... ............,. ........ ............... ....,...... ...... THE E L CH-A NI TE ::3:.7..:.,.:..:::..7.. Reb Shloime was noT a coward: buT he realized ThaT, in This wilderness. he could noT hope for oufside aid: neifher could he defend himself againsT a husky Russian of Ivan's Type who was quiTe skilful wiTh a knife. I-le lay Tense and guief, his eyes half open, waiTing for The end. Through his consciousness, as in a dream, fIiTTed The disappoinfing ThoughT ThaT his vision was noT To be realized. Sud- denly, he feIT himself jerked inTo realiTy by a shove from lvan's booT. I-le saT up sud- denly, rubbing his eyes as if he had been asleep and said, WhaT is The Trouble, Ivan, Thieves? For The space of a second, which seemed an eTerniTy, Ivan did noT answer. Then, he growled, in a menacing Tone, GeT up. l'm going To kill youI Reb Shloime, as a sTall, decided To play a parT and laughed ouT good-naTuredly, I-lo, hol ThaT's a good ioke To play on me. You cerTainly did puT iT over all righT. I almosT ThoughT you were serious! I am serious, shouTed Ivan, angrily. WhaT do you Think I am, a dunce, or a TrusT- ing fool, ThaT you Take me wiTh you on a hell's journey like Thisl As long as I came Thus far, I'm going To geT my reward for iT. I'II Take every dollar you have and I'm noT Taking any chances of being caughT eifher. The only one who'll know abouT iT is you, and you will be dead. Dead men Tell no Tales. I-la, I-lal LiTTle did I Think I would geT rich wiTh so liTTle Trouble. Come now, say your prayers for There is no Time To lose. Seeing ThaT This ruse had failed. Shloime resorTed To pleading for his life. l will give you all The money I have and more aT home, he said, only spare my life. Think of my famiIy's grief if I should fail To reTurn. I will make you a rich man for The resT of your life. STop, commanded The Russian, do you imagine, for a momenT, ThaT I will Take your money and leT you live? WhaT is To prevenT you from prosecuTing me when we geT home? I know you have enough influence To have The law on me only on your say-so. l am noT so ' Aa' -sail 'AAA' : :.' ' 1' 'av' J Sa: . au' . s..' . 1--' foolish, my dear man. And now, hurry. IT is beginning To rain and I do now care To dig in The weT earTh. Reb Shloime rose To his feeT, resigned To meeT deaTh, and, raising his arms Towards heaven,-he cried ouT, Oh Lord, God of Israel, bear Thou wiTness of This greaT wrong To be commiffed This day. I-lear my prayer, Oh Lord, and leT These very raindrops ThaT Thou arT sending To earTh proclaim This Treach- ery To The world. Amen! Come, come, exclaimed Ivan, impa- Tienfly, whaT do you Take me for, a child? I-low can The raindrops Talk? You are a fool- ish man To Talk so. Is ThaT all you have To say To your God? ThaT is all, said Reb Shloime, and wiTh his eyes raised heavenward, he fell To The ground, sTabbed Through The hearT. Five days laTer, Ivan rode inTo Town on a sfrange horse and proceeded To Tell his sTory To Reb Shloime's household. We were geTTing along very nicely, he began, unTil The Third day, when we sfruck The Greaf l:oresT. All ThaT day, we came noT upon a living soul and we were very glad. For who wanTed sfrangers abouT aT such a Time? I-lowever, in The evening, we were dis- Turbed by noises around us and since iT was very dark, we could noT locaTe The cause of These sounds. We were boTh awake unTiI mid- nighT and Then l persuaded The masTer To go To sleep while I kepT waTch. I was siTTing in fronT of The wagon and I musT have dozed off, for suddenly I was grabbed by Two men, who held me powerless while Two oThers were searching The masTer for his money. The poor masTer was calling To me for help and I could only sfruggle in vain To free myself while he foughT wiTh his Two assailanfs. I-le puT up so much resisTance ThaT The robbers were having a hard Time keeping him quieT and when The noise suddenly sfopped, I was horrified To see The masTer lying sTiff upon The ground. In a 35 E A lew momenls, lhe robbers look all lhe money and lhe leam ol horses and rode oll inlo lhe nighl, leaving us wilhoul any means ol lravel. As soon as lhey were gone, I hurried lo lhe masler's side lo revive him, lor I lhoughl he was unconscious lrom lhe blow given him, bul I discovered, lo my greal horror and griel, lhal he had been slabbed wilh a knile. I-le musl have died immedialely, lor 'lhere was no sign ol lile. Then I began lo lhink ol whal was besl lo do. Since I had no leam I could nol bring him home, so I buried him lhere and pul a rough lombslone ol wood al lhe head ol lhe grave. By lhis lime, il was dawn and I slarled oul on my homeward journey on lool. All lhal day I walked and al nighl I lay down on lhe ground lo resl and lell asleep. ll musl have been aboul one o'clock in lhe morning when I was suddenly awakened by a cold and wel sensalion aboul my lace. I opened my eyes and lound a horse slanding near me, licking my lace. Where he came from I could nol lell bul I suppose he musl have broken away from his masler during lhe nighl and wandered lo where I was lying. I lhoughl mysell in greal good luck lor now I could gel home in lhree days. I immedialely mounled lhe slrange horse and slarled lor home al a good pace. Bul my good lorlune is nolhing lo me lor lhe masler is gone. I have broughl only lidings ol grief. Thus Ivan ended his slory. Very wTell planned loo! l-lis cunning brain had lore- seen lhal suspicion would resl upon him if he came home wilh lhe original leam ol horses. I-le had neverlheless, had no allernalive bul lo slarl homeward wilh his masler's horses. I-lowever, luck was wilh him, lor he had nol ridden hall a day's iourney belore he mel an old man driving a single horse allached lo a wagon-load ol wood. Prelending lo be very kind and considerale lor lhe wellare ol lhe slranger's horse, he ollered lo lrade his own oullil lor lhe olher's horse. Ol course, lhe old man asked no queslions bul eagerly ac- cepled lhe bargain. Thus, Ivan lell very con- lidenl ol his abilily lo ward oll suspicion lrom 'iii' i 'l 55i5 'L 'Gai F1rv'vQi'v-.ii - i-.uv-. .- his own person. And, well he mighl have been, lor his prelended griel was so poignanl and genuine lhal il eliciled sympalhy lor him- sell lrom Reb Shloime's own lamily. Wilhin a lew hours, lhe whole lown and several surrounding lowns knew ol lhe murder ol Reb Shloime and lor weeks allerward, lvan's name was held up as a symbol ol lailh- lulness and sincerily, lor lhe slory ol lhe mur- der was accompanied quile nalurally by lhe greal griel ol lhe servanl. lvlallers lhus wenl along smoolhly lor sev- eral monlhs and Ivan considered himsell quile lorlunale in possessing a brain so lerlile as could creale salely oul ol danger, and weallh oul ol poverly. Belore coming lo work lor Reb Shloime. Ivan had been quile a heavy drinker, bul un- der his masler's good inlluence, he drank only in moderalion, Now, wilh no one lo remon- slrale and wilh plenly ol money, Ivan again began lo indulge in slrong liquor. I-le had nol lell lhe necessily ol drinking very slrongly, bul once slarled again, he wenl lo lhe ex- lreme and drank so much al a lime lhal he scarce knew whal he was aboul. ll had be- come a recenl habil wilh him lo visil lhe lown lavern, where, logelher wilh some ol his lor- mer cronies, he would lel himsell go. One allernoon during lhe early summer, he paid one ol his lrequenl visils lo lhe lavern, where, as he expecled, he lound lwo or lhree ol his lriends silling al a lable and drinking. Seeing him enler, lhey inviled him lo ioin lhem, which he did and called loudly lor drinks. When lhese arrived, lhey proceeded lo make merry and in an hour lhey were all slaggering aboul, hardly able lo walk. The day was quile hol and lhe sky had been gel- ling gradually cloudy gunlil il was now ralher dim. ll was very close in lhe barroom and lhere began a general movemenl loward lhe door. The people gradually drilled oul-ol- doors where some lavern guesls were already slanding. The group derived greal amuse- menl walching lhe drunkards make lools ol lhemselves. 34 Qa5a9's'22a5v':::1':'f 1 ' 2'12asv1:::':'f::v':'::::':'::f1'. i..:':':::':'::::':':::fTHE ELCHA NITE I-lowever, They could noT sTay There much longer as iT was beginning To rain and as The downpour became heavier, The men gradually sTepped inTo The shelTer oT The porch. lvan's companions also wenT under shelTer as The rain was coming down in TorrenTs, buT Ivan sfill remained sTanding in The open, evidently noT conscious ThaT he was geTTing weT. As he sTood There, his cloThes dripping, he made a raTher comical Tigure and The crowd on The porch laughed aT him. Finally, one oi The Tavern guesTs s+epped To The edge oT The veranda and said, I-ley There Pole, don'T you Teel The genTle raindrops caressing you? Come in ouT oT The rain. Raindrops, did you say? shouTed Ivan, in drunken glee, I-la! I-la! hal Raindropsl rain- drops! Yes, raindrops, repeaTed The man, WhaT's so Tunny abouT ThaT? I-lo, I-Io! roared Ivan, ThaT reminds me of a very sTupid old Jew, Reb Shloime his name was. Do you know whaT he said To me when I killed him in The GreaT ForesT? I-lo, ho, ho! and he wenT oTT inTo anoTher TiT oT IaughTer. F AT his words, The crowd, as one man, grew Tense and sTiTTened up wiTh amazemenT and The TirsT speaker, who seemed quiTe level- headed, moTioned To Them To keep quieT. I-le Then addressed Ivan again, who was wiping his eyes on his sleeve. No, he said, I don'T know whaT This re- markably sTupid old Jew said To you. BuT iT musT have been mighTy Tunny To make you laugh so, Tell us abouT iT and leT us laugh, Too. Well, said Ivan, he said a prayer To his God and he asked his God To make The rain- drops Tell abouT The murder. IT was raining, you see, as iT is now. lsn'T ThaT Toolish? I-Tow can The raindrops Talk? I-lal I-lal I-la! Ivan slepT The sleep oT The drunk and The iusT ThaT nighT. BuT on his awakening The nexT morning, he noTiced, even Through The dull Throb oT his morning aTTer headache, ThaT The sun was shining. IT was shining Through The heavy bars OT a single window on The sTone Tloor and walls OT his cell in The Town prison. ThoughT Ivan dully, IT musT have sTopped raining. Ivan was righT. IT had sTopped raining. ' . 1 f L s ?Vf'f-14.4, .Q sigi .w.za'i. B! ,, f.1f.4,f': :. 9' Laf 1 'PK - 1 f 1 I' rv uurr 1-.a... . . ' Eiffel 7. I 1. --:fr A. .443-rf, f lff':gi5':5s las'-ez-2 -2 '4 L ' ' - ..-iff? a EL Z' 5 EK: i, f- -- - - -L4 -.5 S. -ww, 35 In The yard, birds caII, very cIearIy. There's a THE E L C H A N1 TE A COMPOSITION IN SPRINGTIME by MarTin AzoTT, I HAVE been siTTing here aT my desk Tor The beTTer parT oT an hour puTTing words on pa- per. Before me on The TIoor Iie scaTTered heaps of haIT scribbled paper. The sun, sIid- ing Towards The edge OT The mounTains in The WesT, sIanTs Through The window and on To my page. IT Iies in paTTerns on The iumbled heaps oT paper' and casTs a Iong shadow oT pencil and hands across my desk. Through The open window comes a breeze warm and in- TimaTe wiTh May. Sounds come up Trom The sTreeT, The droning hum oT a sTreeTcar, an auTo horn, The disTanT barking oT dogs, and an indeTerminaTe pounding oT some machine. smell oT early peach blossoms, TainT and eIusive. For The beTTer parT oT an hour I have been Trying To wriTe, and The Torn sheeTs on The TIoor are my only answer. While I was going upsTairs, I was sure ThaT This Time I couId do iT. This Time I would wriTe someThing ThaT would be beauTiTuI and True: iT would be real. IT would somehow be an answer To The spring days. There is someThing abouT These days ThaT demands Things Trom people. When The Trees are showing green and The grass is Turn- ing red The The '36 when The Tar OTT mounTains show bIue and again aTTer The grey February days, when moon aT nighT is young and new, one TeeIs need oT expressing someThing To himseIT. And To Tind The expressions is noT easy. To Take a sTick and go down under The hiII To The river, To Iie waTching The waTer slip by under The willows, To Tramp up and across The TooT- hiIIs and The sTreTch oT pasTure Iand, To grow Tired and hungry, would have served me weII Two years ago. Now some oTher expression musT come ouT oT me. CUT oT This vexing mood oT spring musT come some cerTainTy, some answer To quesTions I have noT yeT asked. I call myseIT a TooI, a senTimenTaIisT, buT ThaT is no good. Spring has crepT inTo me in spiTe OT my- seIT' so I have To wriTe. On The TIoor Iie papers. As I wriTe, The sun is seTTing. The paTTerns have gone Trom my desk: The shad- ows oT The Trees in The yard are huge and Tall. Soon The moon wiII rise and The IighTs in The sTreeTs wiII Tlash on one by one. Evening will grow cIose abouT The house. Perhaps Then shaII I be able To wriTe, To bring ouT ThaT expression ThaT is in me. 36 THE EL C H A NITE Q:LTa:z:':f:z':fzi:f'f'azs THE ANC-BUISH OF THE DEPARTURE by M. Schoenbrun, '36 Have you ever.lived a peaceful life In a home fhaf you loved, pray fell? l-lave you ever lived a quief life In fhe depfhs of a woodland dell? Have you ever lived a happy life Among friends fhaf you loved full well? Then you and you alone can fell Of fhe anguish of deparfure. Il You musf say goodbye fo fhaf happy life. You musf fear yourself away From fhe fies fhaf bind you fo your home, Your happy home, and far away sfray. Then, and only fhen can you say, I know fhe anguish of deparfuref' You musf bid farewell fo fhose frees and flowers, Those flowers fhaf you loved fo fouch. You musf say goodbye fo fhose loving friends, Those friends fhaf you loved so much. Grief of sorrow will be your lof, buf such ls fhe anguish of deparfure. - IV You will fravel over unfamiliar sands. Sfrange evenfs and faces are in sfore. For you will visif unknown lands, Lands you've never seen before. Whaf pangs, whaf woe, whaf griefs hurf more Than fhe anguish of deparfure. V VI Buf saddesf of all, you will bid farewell Do nof sorrow af fhe blow. To fhose people, kind and frue, New friends may erase fhe pain Friends who helped you in all your fasks, Thaf marred your life of happiness. And always saw you fhrough. New faces, new ioys liff bane And will your dear parenfs comforf you And sorrow as sun liffs rain. Never again ln fhe anguish of deparfure? The anguish of deparfure. 37 NAHUM SOKOLOW: AN APPRECIATION by David Podolsky, '34 and so imporTanT a posiTion in our'liTe'and in our liTeraTure as has Nahum Sokolowg There isn'T a man whose liTerary1and poliTical ac- complishmenTs in all Their g.reaTness,'TruiTTulL ness, and richness are so appreciaTecl by The Jewish public, observed ThroughouT The re- gions where The names Cohen and Levy are heard. Nahum Sokolow is Truly The man oT The people, and The man of The book. Some people say There is a legend in The Jewish world and Sokolow is iTs name. Sokolow deserves This greaT honor oi circu- laTing as a legend even in his own liTeTime. Sokolow's liTe is The kind oT sTuTi 'From which legends are made. Only such a person could wiThsTand and endure The rebellions and revoluTions, The greaT epoch-making changes which occurred during his life wiTh- ouT being deTrimenTally aT'TecTed. l-le has spoken and wriTTen in many languages and engaged acTively in so many diTierenT prob- lems and underTakings, boTh liTerary and so- cial, and he has been The leading wriTer and oraTor wherever The Jew has wandered. Only an inspired mysTic and propheT could so Tol- low The spiriT oT The Times and, incarnaTing The sparkling Tempo of his era, become The greaTesT wriTer and leader of his generaTion, wiThouT disregarding The pasT, The good and dear oT The old, wiTh The Tresh and living oT The Jew. Many worlds were creaTed and de- sTroyed during Sokolow's liTeTime, and in each one he had an acTive parT, buT always a peaceTul one. The name Sokolowgis ass,ociaTed wiTh all The .rnovemenTs boTh The old and The mosT recenT.,ln Sokolow, The wriTer and leader, can be observed Jewish hisTory of The lasT TiTTy years. To whom can we compare Sokolow, and OF all our modern wriTers.a.nd-1'sc5nolAars,' There isn'T one who has esTablished so 'Tirrfn-A ' who is his equal? By whaT name can we desig- naTe him so ThaT we may picTure his greaTness as Jew and as Man? lndeed, he is The man blessed wiTh all The TalenTs. LeT' us observe how Nahum Sokolow is greaTer Than all oThers in his generaTion as a wriTer and a leader. lvlosT wriTers, Though They may be labeled greaT and Tamous, delve exTensively in some small Tield. Tended assiduously, such Tields produce very oTTen beauTiTul Tlowers, buT Nahum Sokolow has plowed and delved in many Tields. Each subiecT which he dwells upon is his own. Every subiecT in his hand is like a brick in a builder's hand: whaTever his hearT desires he does. And who of our mod- ern wriTers is such a prolific conTribuTor To The T-lebrew press as Sokolow? l-lis conTribu- Tions are Tound in almosT every branch of our liTeraTure. When sTiII in knee-panTs he had already appeared on The sTage of l-lebrew liTeraTure. During The many years of ediTing The l-la ZeTirah llhe Morning STarl, a He- brew daily devoTed To The poliTical, social, and inTellecTual evenTs oT The day when he was eighTeen, There wasn'T a day in which he didn'T conTribuTe a l-lebrew arTicle. T-la Zofeh L'Base lsroel, lThe guide oT The Jewish peoplel, his poliTical column in The newspaper, informed The Jewish public oT The auThenTic poliTical news oT The day. There wasn'T a quesTion abouT liTe and liTeraTure upon which Sokolow did noT dwell. Every Topic was Thor- oughly discussed by him. Nahum Sokolow was The mosT TavoriTe iournalisT and publicisT oT The l-lebrew readers. NeverTheless,' besides ediTing The newspaper land There wefe Times when he had To Till The newspaper himself un- der pseudonymsl and various yearly 'maga- zines, and conTribuTing sTeadily To foreign newspapers, he esTablished cerTain periods in 38 V U --.izzfvim:ssT2:::':':::':'::3f:f::::':'zwvsazwzaav THE EL CH A NITE f::z:':f::: The year Tor oTher wrifings which were noT only of daily imporTance, buT of permanenT imporTance. Sokolow as a iournalisf did noT overshadow Sokolow The narrafor and poeT, The saTirisT and wriTer of essays, scienTific and philosophical. Sokolow's spiriT and creaTive power were boundless. He disclosed himself as a greaT arTisT, such an arTisT ThaT every phase of his arT was aT his TingerTips. ln- numerable composiTions which are really pearls and diamonds in our magnificenf and poeTic language, have emerged from his Teeming brain. Every comoosifion and essay was wriTTen in The sfyle of language befiTTing iTs spirif. Among his books and producTion we Tind keen rezearches, argumenTaTive es- says, disserTaTions, on various subiecfs which convince us ThaT This person was a Tireless researcher, a possessor of a Thinking mind and eagerness for knowledge. Likewise, we dis- cover enTire chapTers devoTed To a psycholo- giST who plunges inTo The depThs of The soul of The individual as well as ThaT of a group, and who can disTinguish The subTlesT TraiTs. Nor did he avoid a Translafion of foreign books if only They dealT wiTh Hebrew. He- brew ThoughT, Hebrew opinion, Hebrew psy- chology was The basis of his inTeresTs and his wriTings. AfTer The Balfour declai-aTion and The es- TablishmenT of Palesfine as a naTional Jewish homeland, Sokolow, The wriTer, became Soko- law The speaker. From The day The burden of Theodore Herzl fell on his shoulders, he has worked for The naTional homeland. Nahum B. Samuel Joseph Sokolow, The man who had wriTTen poliTical arTicles Tor many years and TaughT The Children of The GheTTo, To use The fiTTing expression of Israel Zangwell, To undersTand and comprehend The polifical evenTs of The day and Their significance, be- came himself a poliTician, and noT in The American inTerpreTaTion of The word, buT a really devoTed sTaTesman. To him fell The Task of acceleraTing The end of The galuTh and of expedifing The day of enlighTenmenT. He absenTed himself from his home, and crossed rivers and seas, Traveled ThroughouT conTinenTs and The counfries of The world, sTood before kings and high officials and The Jewish public and spoke abouf Israel and iTs fufure. Sokolow, The leader, The Jew of The EasT who dedicafed his life To his race, emerged from wiThin The nafion To lead iT. He comprehends and sympafhizes wiTh The spirif and soul of his nafion. The Hebrew cul- Ture and The Hebrew dreams are The roofs of his soul. He knows wesTern civilizafion. BuT The sTamp oT Hebrew culTure and knowl- edge is on his keenness and brilliance. Every TraiT and feafure of his mind is inferwoven and embroidered wiTh Hebrew life. When you wiTness Sokolow speak in public or lisfen To him privaTely, iT is diTTiculT To discover who is superior To whom, Sokolow The wriTer or Sokolow The speaker. Everyone realizes ThaT his generafion is blessed wiTh a leader as Nahum Sokolow. The energeTic and charming personaliTy of Sokolow impresses noT only The members of his race buT also-and possibly To a greaTer exTenT-Those who are non-Jews. The GenTile sTaTesmen in London or Berlin, Paris or WashingTon, wiTh whom Sokolow has spoken as a sorT of secreTary of Foreign Rela- Tions of Israel, have besTowed on him honor and esTeem noT only for his vasT educaTion and experience, or for his greaT liTerary Tame, b-iT also for his Jewish characfer and person- aliTy which are eminenf in him. They see be- fore Them The Hebrew scholar, The leading Hebrew iournalisf and wriTer, a greaT Hebrew and a greaT man ioined harmoniously. The life of Nahum B. Samuel Joseoh Soko- low is a greaT volume of TanTasy and poeTry, experience ThaT can noT be equalled anywhere aT any Time. ln his experience and acTions, can be observed and sTudied modern Jewish hisTory, and faTe had ordained ThaT he be observed, be among The Turner of The wheels of hisTory, And This greaT volume noT only is noT compleTed or abouT To be compleTed, buT is sTill in The process of being wriTTen. New chapTers are awaiTing iT. Obscure chapfers are abouT To be broughT inTo life. BuT The auThor of This magnificenT volume has reached The number of years ordained for a life. He 39 THE E L A E wi' '!' has already alfained Jrhe sevenfies. Indeed, sevenlry years is a 'good number of years. Bur is There any age for Nahum Solcolow? ls 'rhere a boundary and a limil 'rofhe years of +his sublime personage? lf, by an old man, we signify one who has secured lcnowledge, lhen he was already old lhirfy, loriy, and lilly years ago. From lhe day lhal we lirsl heard his name he was porlrayed as a man who had reached fhe limil of his years, a man who had already performed his hisiorical mission, a man who had learned many lessons from The +rials and lribulalions of his life, and who now direcls his afler him. Lei us hope fhal Providence will noi permif his slrenglh +o deparl from us. May his facullries serve him Jrrusllully and for many years, so Jrhal, he may conlinue 'ro serve his language, his land, and his nalion. 40 THE E L C H A NITE -.W THE AWAKENING by Harold Engel, '34 IT was her very own room, bul Hannah did nol leel any pride ol ownership. To lell lhe lrulh, Hannah hardly ever lell lhal way any more. One can'l, really, have any sorl ol pleasurable leeling when one has moulhs lo leed, and is poor, and cold. Now, slrelching wearily, she gol up. She remembered lhal she had lo make breaklasl lor her husband, Chaim,-Chaim who looked so proud and so auslere, and was yel so poor and lhreadbare. For Chaim laughl in a cheder, and had very lillle bul promises lo show lor il. Chaim had a cold, she noliced, when he came in aller pulling his Tphilin away. And il was snowing oulside. Was he crazy, lhal man, lhal he should risk pneumonia lo leach in school? Are you going lo school loday? she de- manded. Why nol, Hannah. Al once, Hannah knew lhal she was bealen. No maller whal she would say he would an- swer her chidingly, Why nol Hannah? And she would be losl. She could nol lell him ol lhe many lhings she wanled lo. She didn'l dare lel him know lhal al limes she haled his school and pupils. To lalk aboul il would arouse his an- ger. He loved her, she knew, bul she couldn'l help wondering somelimes il he didn'l love his pupils more. Upon leaving, Reb Chaim lound somewhal lo his dismay lhal lhe snowlall ol lhe preced- ing evening had been heavier lhan he had expecled. ll would lake him a Iillle longer lhan usual lo gel lo cheder. ll was lorlunale lhal he hadn'l lel Hannah's words upsel him. Hannah lhoughl she concealed her lhoughls well, bul he knew lhal she had reslrained hersell from saying her lhoughls. She lhoughl him loolish, he rellecled. She lhoughl lhal all ol his sacrilices were lor noughl, bul he knew dilferenlly. He was well repaid, he lhoughl, because his pupils loved lheir Torah. The going was gelling prelly rough. His hearl was bealing abnormally, and his brealh was coming in pulls. ll was lucky lor him lhal he didn'l have much lurlher lo go. Suddenly his hand llew lo his side. A pain, sharp as a dagger lhrusl, bil inlo him. His lace grew chalk while. The pain which lhe doclor had warned him aboul was again upon him. He remembered lhe cold, lormal room: lhe doclor wilh his probing lingers: Hannah wilh her slrained, slarlled eyes. He remem- bered lhe clipped speech .... he remem- bered lhe warning ..... For a blinding second he lhoughl ol Han- nah, Hannah whose eyes had been so accus- ing lhis morning, Hannah who loved him so. She had cried, Schlemiel, will your class ap- preciale you beller dead lhan alive? Don'l you remember lhe disgraceful way lhose boys acled when Daniel, lheir old leacher, died? Yes, he remembered lhe way lhey had acled when Daniel, his predecessor and his besl lriend, had died. They had received lhe news in shocked silence. Play had slopped: bul only lor an inslanl. Brighler lhoughls lhen occupied lheir minds. Would lhe-re be a holiday? ldly lhey wondered who lheir new Rabbi would be. Soon lhey were playing ball. He had walched wilh dismayed eyes. ll's like dancing on lhe leacher's grave, one old synagogue palriarch had said. Jusl as suddenly as il had come, lhe pain passed. Chaim lrudged on. Those were only passing lhoughls, he lold himsell reassuringly, making a molion 41 5 A TE wifh his hands as if fo brush 'rhelm away. .I-Iis pupils loved and respecfed him. They were clever and diligenf. Wifh his help fhey would fake fhe school by sform, fhe cify, foo, per- haps fhe world. Walking fhrough fhe building, Reb Chaim was sfruck wifh fhe seeming quiefness of fhe halls. The corridors were all deserfed. I-lad somefhing happened? Was someone hurf? Why wasn'f fhere anyone fo greef him? Caufiously he fipfoed fo fhe door of his room. If anyfhing had happened, he wouIdn'f disfurb his children. I-Ie would go quiefly and see. Thaf is sfrange: nobody here? I will go fo fhe nexf room. Perhaps fhey are fhere. Whaf? Sfill no one? Are fhose rascals play- ing a frick on me? And fhus hopefully somewhaf fearfully, he walked af firsf slowly, peeking carefully in every room. Search where he would, he found no one. I-Ie increased his speed. Fasfer and fasfer he walked, unfil as he darfed along fhe corridor, he was almosf running. Suddenly he sfopped, I-lannah was righf. I-Iis pupils did nof wanf fo learn. They were nof Masmidim. They were hookey players. They were sfaying home because of fhe sform. And he had had such dreams .... such dreams .... Then Reb Chaim did a sfrange and unmanly fhing. Rem Chaim be- gan fo cry. 'V TO A DEAD CREATURE I remember you! You followed me in The sfreef. I-Ioping fhaf I would shelfer you in my home. Buf I lciclced you. I closed my hearf fo your pleading eyes. And now, you lie here in fhe dirfy guffer, Food for flies. Did you have a Masfer af all? One perhaps foo busy fo perceive Your humble devofion? And is fhis your reward- To lie here in fhe dir-fy guffer. Food for flies? -Irving Feldman 42 5223522533 1 v '5EEZ7'7T1IE?i'722S7'?'Z .'7EZ17i 12I3'3'fEEZ7'.'iZII1'!'ZEET E E L CHA NI 722177f2E?9'7IZZ7'7fZEZ73'55Z? WHISTLES by Irving Feldman JUST a minuTe ago I began To read This poem. The TiTle is Tl-IE BELLS, by Edgar Allen Poe. A greaT poem, This, and a greaT poeT, Poe. . . . They are ghouls. And Their king iT is who Tolls. And he rolls, rolls, ro .... Too-oo-T! WhaT was ThaT? Oh, yes, The TraTTic policeman's whisTle. IT goT me nervous Tor a momenT. BUT iusT The same, I wonder whaT's happening ouTside. ThaT darned whisTle! Say, I should Think iT would be a good idea To wriTe a poem abouT whisTles. Yes, a preTTy good idea. Indeed, I Think ThaT were E. A. P. alive Today, he mighT-'he mosT cerTainly would-have wriTTen TI-IE BELLE, discard- ing ThaT anTiquaTed noisemaker in Tavor oT The modern whisTle. For example, he could use a beauTiT'.rl be- ginning such as: I-lear The poIiceman's noisy whisTle, Thrilling whis+les! WiTh whaT a world oT Terror ITS shriek so Tully brisTIes! In The- I guess I'd leave The resT To him. BUT iT's an easy iob. I-Ie would have all sorTs oT whis- Tles To choose Trom. I-le could wriTe guiTe a biT oT verse abouT The TacTory whisTle. I know ThaT I, aT leasT, always geT a kick ouT oT lisTen- ing To ThaT whisTle. Seven o'cIockl Seven o'cIock! iT shouTs. I-lurry up, you'll be laTe! And he could wriTe oT The paTTering shoes, carrying Their owners To work. Then, oT course, he could picTure The TacTory iTselT. . . . Did I say QuiTe a biT? And in case ThaT whisTle wouIdn'T suiT him, There's always The Train engine's whisTle. When I hear ThaT whisTle,vI can imagine whaT's happening someplace. I can see gianT wheels slowly revolving To The rhyfrhmic chugs oT The deparTing engine. I can see on The pIaTTorm a Torlorn Tigure looking misTiIy aT The reced- ing Train. I-ler child is on iT. Suddenly, TWO shrill blasTs rend The air, and The Tigure jerks as Though They had cuT her hearT. The shriek has robbed her oT her beloved, has inTensiTied her sorrow. IT is no longer an ordinary Train whisTle, iT is a robber! On ThaT subiecT alone Poe could live To be sixTy and sfill noT Tinish. I-Ie could wriTe reams on iT! And he wouIdn'T have To approach oTher whisTIes, such as, Tor example, The police whisTle, or The peanuT man's whisTle. LesT I be called parTial, I musT say ThaT The police whisTle has a TascinaTion all iTs own. LeT an oTTicer blow one in a quieT sTreeT, and behold! Every TirsT order primaTe, genus homo, wiThin earshoT will be ouT oT his or her door in a iiTTy, craning Their necks, peering. Who has noT TelT his imaginaTion Tired by The scream OT a police whisTle? ls iT a robbery, a speeder, a murder? Who knows? Who cares! IT is The whisTle, noT The crime iTseIT, ThaT Thrills iTs audiTors! A magic whisTle! A genii ThaT commands The civilized universe! IT such a whisTle could Poe wriTe abouT. And There is always The peanuT-man's whisTle ThaT he could Tall back on. I-Ie could wriTe lwiTh my permission! lines like: LisTen To The peanuT whisTle, Wheezing whisTle! ' LisTen To Their cheerTuI popping, And Their luscious insides sizzle! lT's as easy as rolling OTT a log. I-Ie could relaTe how hundreds OT schoolchildren de- lighf in The peanuTs and candy ThaT The pea- nuT man sells. T-Ie could describe The senTi- menTaI aTTachmenT ThaT exisTs beTween The people oT The neighborhood and Tony, I-Ie seems To bring a homey aTmosphere To The viciniTy. 'Andin reTurn, his carT and his whisTle are loved. NOT he! WhaT ai Treasure To choose Trom! Ah, me, buT Edgar Allen Poe is dead. And he' rolls, rolls, rolls ' 1' A paean Trom The bells, And his merry bosom swells .... '43 s- N THE EL C H A NITE DELUGE by NaThan Levinson, '34 RABBI JONATHAN sTood gazing ouT oT The window inTo The deserTed sTreeT below. Dusk had Tallen and The TorrenTs OT rain Tell TasTer and TasTer. He shiTTed his gaze To The scene above. The greaT Tlow oT rain, swepT norThward by Tierce gales, was beaTing Turi- ously againsT The windows oT The village's small houses. The wind roared and shrieked wiTh a blusTerous clamor. Yes, iT was sTill There-The huge human Tig- ure overspreading The sky, wiTh a sword in his ouTsTreTched hand. There now-The sword shook, and a gIiTTering lighTning silver sTabbed The rooTs oT The drenched village: The casemenT claTTered in awTul Thunder. The Time had come, ThoughT Rabbi Jona- Than, The Time had come Tor iudgmenT. He had warned Them again and again ThaT un- less They changed Their evil ways, The village would be demolished. ThaT Jews should Tor- geT The Holy CommandmenTsq ThaT descen- danTs oT The blessed Abraham should misTreaT Their parenTs: ThaT They should cheaT Tor mon- eTary advanTagel And when he had rebuked Jacob, The gair, TaT, oily Jacob, The worsT ganeT oT Them all, in The synagogue, Jacob had shouTed him down-The Rev, To insulT Their own Rov! And Jacob's Toadies lno beTTer Than himselTl had snickered aT him- Their Roy who had received Smicha from The Gaon himselT. He had preached To The whole congregaTion. He had resigned. He had warned Them. Remember JudgmenT Day were his lasT words To ThaT mocking, devilish group before him. Remember Judg- menT Day! Had ThaT day arrived? All This passed beTore him in Those 'Few minuTes. Suddenly, he Turned around and sTared aT The Tour men, NaThan ben Leib, Joseph ben Nachman, Judah ben Mordecai, and Chaim ben Jacob, Tried and True, The only TaiThTul men oT his whole congregaTion, wiTh- ouT saying a word Tor Tully a minuTe. Rab- beisai, he said, do you see ThaT Tigure hold- ing his sword aIoTT ready To sTrike? His mis- sion is To wipe ouT This sinTuI village and day by day his sword is being raised a IiTTle higher. Now, iT isn'T necessary Tor me To explain The reasons Tor my belief: Tor all of you are aware oT The evil deeds commiTTed by The people oT our village. I have called you here Today, since I believe ThaT you have resisTed The TempTaTion oT sin, iT was only righT ThaT you be warned. TonighT, I inTend leaving wiTh buT a Tew oT my belongings in This sTorm, in The expecTaTion ThaT since The Lord was generous enough To disclose The TaTe oT This village To me, I mighT be spared. IT you believe whaT I say is True and are willing To seT ouT on such a perilous iourney in The midsT oT This raging sTorm, you can meeT me here shorTly aTTer sundown wiTh your 'Families and a biT oT Tood and we'II seT ouT TogeTher Tor The nearesT Town. Soon, NaThan ben Leib goT up and said. Rabbi JonaThan, I have known you and have IisTened To your 'drush' Tor a greaT number oT years, buT I would never have believed you were as Toolish as ThaT. WhaT is so exTraor- dinary abouT The clouds? Suppose iT were The shape OT a cow or oT a mounTain, would you 44 v--wrapvwewvwiwi-wvizarravwmanrr THE EL C H A NITE f:wmmf1'f'r i-zzzafsfruzv say fhaf if was a sin perfaining fo cows or mounfains? I advise you fo forgef fhis non- sense. I-Ie piclced up his haf and coaf and quiefly leff. Chaim ben Jacob sfood up, and poinfed ouf fo Jacob fhaf he mighf be misfalcen. These were sform clouds-yes, buf cerfainly nof a figure of wrafh. Perhaps fhere was a slighf resemblance, buf clowds resembled everyfhing and nofhing. If was only Jacob's imaginafion. I-le, foo, realized fhaf fhe peo- ple deserved punishmenf buf who lcnew fhaf one place would be safer fhan anofher. When Chaim realized fhaf his argumenfs were of no avail, he grasped The hand of Jonafhan, wishing him fhe besf of luclc, and guiefly Ieff. There now remained in fhe room. Jonafhan, ben Nachman, and Judah ben Mordecai. The laffer fwo were bachelors and neifher over fwenfy-five. Affer a lengfhy discussion, fhe 'rwo visifors were broughf abouf fo Jonafhan's poinf of view and agreed fo go wifh him. They were willing fo underfalce fhe perilous iourney, and deparf from fhe village before fhey 'rhemselves should be led asfray. I+ was fhe fhird nighf affer fheir deparfure from fhe village, and fhe sform sfill raged. The Iiffle food which fhey had falcen wifh fhem had already been eafen up: fhe mud and fhe fierce flow of rain hampered fheir progress so fhaf fhey were already giving up hope of reaching fhe nearesf fown, alive. Jonafhan had been frying fo encourage fhe ofher fwo. I-le said, My friends, if's al- ready nighf and we've had a frying ordeal. Lef's go fo sleep and we will wake wifh our sfrengfh renewed. We're nof beafen yefl From fhe way fhings loolc, if would have been much worse, had we sfayed in fhe village. Yesl buf do you fhinlc we'lI ever find fhe fown we wenf ouf for? asked fhe younger of his friends. Wifh no more food and all fhis mud, do you sfill fhinla fhere's a chance of geffing ouf of fhis sform alive? aslred fhe ofher. My friends, replied Jonafhan, we've gof fo lceep on hoping! There's bound fo be some lcind of a change soon. Meanwhile, Ief's lie down and sleep. Thaf nighf, fry as he would, Rabbi Jona- fhan was unable fo fall asleep. I-le couldn'I' Iceep his eyes closed for more fhan fwo min- ufes af a fime. Hoping for a heavenly sign, he saf up all nighf wafching. I-le saf for half an hour, an hour, fwo hours, sfill nofhing hap- pened. As he saf fhere fhinlcing abouf fhe safefy of his fwo companions who had placed such implicif faifh in his words. I-lis eyes sud- denly saw. The clouds covering fhe sky began fo shine wifh glorious effulgence. A scarlef sfrealc, Iilce a flash of lighfning, darfed across fhe slcy and wifh amazing speed headed fo- wards fhe norfh. Lilce a mefeor if renf asunder fhe blaclc volume of fhe clouds. Nearer and nearer, fasfer and fasfer, sailed fhis red sfrealc unfil he could plainly see if for miles and miles abouf him. And ohl how magnificenf a scene! A group of small houses sfood ouf clearly, and direcfly above he could see fhe clear blue slcy, and on fhe easf he could dis- cern fhe rays of fhe rising sun. Suddenly, if was gone and fhe nighf was as before. Jona- fhan lay down and fell asleep. The nexf morning, fhe clouds separafed, fhe wind silenced ifs noise and mysfically fhe serene radiance of fhe sun emerged in all ifs glory and splendor. The fhree men reached fhe village which was fheir obiecfive fhal' same day and esfablished fhemselves fhere permanenfly. Two weelcs Iafer if was discovered, fhaf fhe village fhey had Ieff had been complefely demolished wifh no frace of man or beasf Ieff. 45 s 'THE UN-CANNY MYSTERY by Israel LasTer, '34 TI-IE case Iooked simple' enough aT TirsT glance. Reeves, The vaIeT, Tound Thompson slumped in his chair opposiTe The radio, on The morning oT lvlarch 25. The docTor who was immediaTeIy called, sTaTed ThaT he had been dead Tor more Than Twelve hours. There was no indicaTion as To how he had meT his deaTh, buT ThaT iT had come as a compIeTe surprise, was evidenT Trom The expression which even in deaTh, lingered on Thompson's Tace. ' I was a new man on The Torce, and I sup- pose I was assigned To iT, because iT looked so simple. To The chieT and The medical ex- aminer iT Iooked aT TirsT like a hearT aTTack. BuT being a 'green deTecTive, and a lucky one, I TeIT ThaT The case would eiTher make me or break me-iusT aTTer one look aT Thompson's Tace. When Reeves4Tound The body, he imme- diaTeIy noTiTied The police. They Told me To hop down and see.whaT iT was all abouT. So, noT more Than,Te'n minuTes Iafer, I enTered The room where The dead man lay. As yeT he had noT been disTurbed. The TirsT sighT oT a dead man, is noT a pleasing one and cold chills ran up and down my back as I looked him over carefully. His eyesiwere open, wide and sTaring and hishands hung down on eiTher side OT The chair in which he was siTTing. I-Iis body had noT relaxed as ThaT oT a man who has passed away easily: Tor his Tace ll shall never TorgeT iTl,reTIecTed mingled surprise and horror and hisrmuscles were hard and Tense. BuT There was-' more Than ThaT. There was someThing in his aTTiTude ThaT suggesTed an unnaTuraI deaTh. I can'T explain The Teeling ThaT crepT over me, buT I sensed ThaT The posT-morTen would bring TorTh new develop- menTs. There was noThing more To be done. so I IeTT The house oT The dead man aTTer giving orders ThaT noThing was To be dis- Turbed. ,All Through The day I was haunTed by The Terror-sTricken Tace oT The dead man. Try as I mighT, I could noT banish iT Trom my mind. IT was sTiII beTore me ThaT nighT when I Turned down The dark sTreeT ThaT led To Thompson's home. BUT iT disappeared when I sensed raTher Than saw someone prowling around The hedges under The room where The dead man was discovered. I slipped behind a Tree and Tried To see whaT I ThoughT was hidden in The dark. I could noT disTinguish anyThing and was abouT To aTTribuTe iT To my imagina- Tion when I heard The graTing sound ThaT accompanies The opening of an old window. I knew now ThaT my senses were noT deceiv- ing me and I siIenTIy awaiTed deveIopmenTs. They were noT long in coming: Tor suddenly a Tigure began To climb inTo The window. Then and There I Tossed discreTion To The winds and rushing Through The hedges, I seized The Tigure and aTTer a brieT sTruggIe succeeded in subduing him. I oughTa known, you'd be waTching This place, he muTTered, as I rushed him To The sTaTion. When we arrived, I marched him up To The desk and IeT The sergeanT quesTion him. I-Ie 46 n.U V3iSS?7F' sf '7E53?'F35EU'i7 52257511217'JfE1P'5'?E2E7'J7Z3'3'5EEI7'IfZZ27i'2EE3'1 2'3'i admiTTed ThaT he had been Trying To burglar- ize The house because iT looked easy pickin'. Leaving him To The mercy oT The nighT shiTT, I Took a Taxi To my home and in a shorT Time I was asleep. NexT morning, l awoke wiTh my mind clear and aTTer a good breakTasT I seT ouT Tor The coroner's oTTice. I-le had concluded his posT- morTem and had Tound no marks, eiTher in- Ternally or exTernally, which would indicaTe deaTh by violence. In TacT, The only suspicious marks Tound were a series oT Tine black lines running across The Tip oT The Thumb and con- Tinuing on The index and cenTer Tingers OT The righT hand. They seemed To have been burnT inTo The skin by some corrugaTed obiecT. IT was hardly possible ThaT This should have any- Thing To do wiTh The case, buT I made a noTe oT iT beTore leaving The coroner's oTTice. Many a paTh wiTh a small beginning ends on a broad highway. ThaT aTTernoon, I visiTed Thompson's vaIeT and asked him a Tew quesTions abouT his em- ployer. Did Mr. Thompson have any enemies? WeII, he replied, I don'T know wheTher I should Tell you This or noT, buT iT may help you Tind ouT how Mr. Thompson died. Go on by all means! Reeves said, I don'T Think Mr. Thompson died a naTural deaTh. I Think he was mur- dered. I-lere was anoTher man who believed as I did. I gave no sign ThaT I was impressed, buT responded wiTh a single query, Why? l'll Tell you why, said The valeT, and he launched oTT inTo The Tollowing Tale: The day beTore he died, Mr. Thompson had senT Tor a man To Tix The radio, which was acTing queerly. As soon as The man had ar- rived, he was ushered inTo The radio room. f::::f THE EL C H A NITE f:22?z1a12':7:::::, sf Reeves leTT him There alone and wenT abouT his duTies. AIoouT an hour laTer, he was aT- TracTed by The sound oT raised voices .com- ing Trom The radio room. Cn invesTigaTing, he had heard The mechanic say in biTTer Tones, TonighT l'll repay you Tor all you've'done To me. Then The owner oT The voice sTalked ouT oT The room, passed Reeves, and disap- peared. This incidenT, Taken in connecTion wiTh his employer's deaTh ThaT same evening, had made The valeT suspicious. BUT as yeT, we had no concreTe prooT. I could geT no more ouT oT Reeves and I wenT home To Try To puT The puzzle TogeTher. l Tailed oT course, as I had noT yeT gaThered up all The pieces. ThaT nighT I reTurned To The Thompson house Tor a Tinal inspecTion oT The room in which The deceased had spenT The lasT hour oT his liTe. NoThing had been disTurbed. In my own mind I reconsTrucTed The deaTh scene. Thompson siTTing in his chair reading a magazine and lisTening To The pro- gram oT some radio sTaTion. Then, perhaps Tiring oT ThaT parTicuIar sTaTion, he resTed his magazine on Top oT The radio and aTTempTed To improve The recepTion. IT was Then ThaT deaTh musT have claimed Thompson. The magazine, on which I buiIT my supposiTion, sTill lay across The Top oT The radio. AcTing on a sudden impulse, I walked over To The radio and swiTched iT on. Some sTa- Tion was broadcasTing dance music. The-1 as I sTood gazing aT The radio, a page oT The magazine which had Tallen The selecTing dial, began To send up Thin blue clouds oT smoke. I snaTched iT up and on The scorched parT were Thin black lines similar To Those which The coroner had discovered on Thompson's Tingers. In an insTanT, The whole TruTh Tlashed be- Tore my mind. Taking a penkniTe Trom my pockeT, I wrapped The bundle in a heavy 47 ea:'rfssaf:sass2':2aWaas' THE EL C H A NITE piece of clofh and fouched fhe endof fhe blade fo fhe dial. When I did, a greaf blue flame spurfed ouf of fhe end of fhe blade. The radio spurfed and wenf dead, buf if did nof maffer. I lcnew fhen whaf had hap- pened on fhe evening of fhe 24fh of March. Thompson had been elecfrocufed when he fouched fhe charged selecfive dial. I found on inspecfing fhe radio, fhaf a copper wire which was connecfed wifh a high volfage ca- ble oufside fhe house, had been infroduced fhrough fhe boffom of fhe sef. I also found fhaf when fhe selecfing dial was funed in on a cerfain wave lengfh a wire ioffing ouf from fhe selecfing dial, came info confacf wifh fhe wire leading fo fhe elecfric cable. The cur- renf fhen carried fhrough fhe copper selecf- ing dial and info fhe person fouching if. The puzzle was solved. The corrugafed surface of fhe dial grip had burnf Thompson's fingers. Thaf explained fhe fine black lines found on his hands. Thinlcing of fhe sfory fhaf Reeves fold me, I fell' fhaf his suspicions were iusfi- fied. I believed fhaf fhe man whom I had caughf enfering fhe house and fhe man who fixed fhe radio, were fhe same person. I was righf. Reeves idenfified fhe man in jail as fhe man who fixed fhe radio and affer several hours of grilling, he broke down and con- fessel. Thompson, he claimed, had wrecked his life and his hafe had found ifs only ouflef in murder. I-le had found a iob fixing radios and had expecfed fo enfer Thompson's house by sfealfh: buf fafe had played info his hands when Thompson called his employee and fold him fo send a radio mechanic fo his house. Reeves had Iefl fhe room, so no one dis- furbed him while he was af work. If had been a simple maffer for him fo change fhe radio info a deafh-dealing insfrumenf. Affer he had signed a confession, I had solved my firsf case. I guess no defecfive ever forgefs his firsf case, buf I could never forgef fhaf one. If was so ingenious. Buf I gof fhe brealcs: and fhaf poor devil-fhe radio mechanic, he gof life-up fhe river. Canon Fodder Profesf by I-larold Engel Free speech? A moclxeryl Liberfy, is nof for all. Buf one realm 'rhere does remain, Thoughfl 48 .1Q1sas9wasaw2asWvIa5?51:swT22zz?s1:ssz':::v1::z::':'1:::v2:z2':'::::f THE E L C H A N I TE f222f'F'2Z9'2 1211'f'22 RELEASE by Samuel Reisor, '35 Tl-IE lasT rays oT The evening sun sTruck The snow-covered rooTs oT The Russian village. Like an enveloping hand, nighT Tell quickly, and soon The village lay in a blankeT oT brood- ing darkness. l-lere and There, lighTs ap- peared, Tlickering TiTTully, and wenT ouT ab- sorbed by The darkness. The Jewish communiTy was asleep. Sud- denly, Trom The disTance came The TainT, omi- nous sound oT muTTled voices and a dull Thud- ding. Nearer and nearer came The mob, louder and shriller became The voices. A rav- ing rabble swarmed inTo The communiTy and ran amuck, killing and plundering, looTing, and burning. They shaTTered The doors oT The houses by sheer Torce oT numbers and enTer- ing, saTisTied Their blood lusT. Daniel saw Their sTolid, leering expressions Tor an eTerniTy-as They paused-on The Threshold. l-le saw Their barbaric TeaTures clamoring Tor blood: his TaTher sTanding proudly, looking down upon Them wiTh con- TempT and wiTh cold scorn. As The mob pushed iTs way inTo The room To Tall upon Them, his rnoTher TainTed. l-le saw Tor a second The horrible massacre, and ere he was sTunned To senselessness, The an- guished screams oT his wiTe, his bride oT only a monTh, rang in his ears .... l-le picked himselT up, dazedly looked around The room which was Tilled wiTh smoke, and covering his Tace wiTh his hands, he sTag- gered ouT inTo The sTreeT. The massacre was over. The houses oT his neighbors, razed To The ground, were sTill hoT and smoking. Now and Then, The cries OT The suTTering and dying pierced The mocking sTillness oT The nighT. T-low he had ever escaped he did noT know. l-le crossed The Russian border and enTered Poland. l-le made his way To a seaporT. WiTh some money which he begged in synagogues, he boughT his passage To America. Like .The Typical immigranT he seTTled in The EasT Side. The EasT Side-ThaT perpeTual bazaar oT claTTering humaniTy where dream-ideals and disillusionmenT are shared The moTley rnulTi- Tude oT immigranTs and sober-Taced sojourn- ersg ThaT arTery oT liTe which pumps inTo The world a sTream oT myriad personaliTies. A Tew are desTined To greaTness: The resT To obscuriTy. The sTreeT he lived on lay exposed To The ravages OT The sun which beaT down wiTh a murderous inTensiTy, illuminaTing iT To an un- real whiTeness and clariTy. The accumulaTed muck oT years lay roTTing under piles oT dirTy rags and papers. The reeking TilTh oT all na- TionaliTies clogged up The air, creaTing an aT- mosphere oT moral and physical deTerioraTion. The pushcarTs which lined The squalid guTTer exTended in endless procession inTo a hoT, lisTless world. Daniel walked The sTreeT To his rooms, a Tall, slim man whose sTooping shoulders cou- pled wiTh his slow weary gaTe, personiTied de- iecTion. l-lis dark, somber eyes accenTuaTed by a pale whiTe skin looked ouT aT an alien world wiTh a paTheTic resignaTion. YeT, de- spiTe This, and noTwiThsTanding his shabby, ill- TiTTing cloThes, his compleTe deTachmenT Trom his surroundings lenT him a guieT digniTy. When he had landed in America he had liTerally Tallen down and kissed The ground. This was The land oT The Tree where one could live in peace, prosper-and TorgeT. l-le secured a iob in a sweaT-shop, a sTiTling hovel where he was Torced To spend in subTerranean darkness. T-lis scholarly hands, which had Tor- merely Turned The pages oT learned Tomes, bruised easily beneaTh The devasTaTing rouTine oT his occupaTion. 49 THE EL CH A NITEf2ss:f'.'fsa He enfered an ancienf, smelly sfwcfure whose fhree flighfs of rickefy, wooden sfairs screeched and groaned beneafh his fread. His door opened fo a dark and dingy room. Nofhing buf a chair and a baffered bed saved fhe room from sfark nakedness. A drab ray of gray lighf filfered in fhrough a window which overlooked a silenf courf-yard. He saf down heavily and buried his face in his ner- vous, orienfal hands. Lafely, he had been driffing more and more info his pasf life and living if over again: an affempf fo escape from a cold, merciless realify. A guief peace sfole over him and for a momenf he lived in fhe pasf. He saw his mofher blessing fhe Sabbafh while he looked on in silenf, child-like inno- cence and holy awe, He recalled her cool kiss on his forehead. He saw his fafher, fhaf fiery-eyed mysfic, whose insoiring personalify had been fhe comforf of Israel in a soul-cor- rugafing exile. He saw him siffing over a ponderous volume of fhe Law. A candle burned on fhe fable and casf swaving phan- fasmagoric shadows on fhe walls of fhe room. He recalled fhe room, where he had saf and perused some Talmudical quesfion, aged and musfy, and fhe porffolios which lined +he walls whose confenfs had seeped info his soul: fhose peaceful sfudies of a fhousand nighfs which had broughf cornforf fo his fumulfuous adolescenf mind. He recalled his fafher an- nouncing his befrofhal fo fhe beaufiful daugh- fer of fhe village rabbi and how he had fhrilled af fhe news. He gof up suddenly and walked aimlessly abouf fhe room. Reliving fhe pasf for a mo- menf heighfened fhe pain of fhe living pres- enf. The pasf fwo years he had spenf in America had been a perpefual nighfmare. Thaf one hour of spirifual and physical crisis he had undergone had engraved ifself upon his mind and confinually appeared before his eyes fo safurafe his whole exisfence in black despair. Even religious consolafion was denied him. His whole day was spenf in biffer work which supplied only fhe exfreme necessifies of life. Even foday, fhe Sabbafh, has losf all ifs spir- ifual significance. He now had fo accepf if merely as a day of physical resf. He longed for fhe guief, ascefic hours he had spenf in fhe House of Sfudy, free from all worldly cares. Thaf dreadful nighfl Why, fhis was fhe very nighf if had happened! Two years ago af fhis fime all his beloved ones had per- ished. His mind became a maelsfrom of vivid images which passed before his eyes in a rapid succession. A horrible awakening from sleep .... a frighfened, huddled mass of humanify sfaring grim specfres of deafh advancing in a slow deliberafe pace .... The cries of his wife . . . . fwo bleeding bodies . . . . dark bloafed faces .... deafh-like sfillness .... Daniel ran his fingers fhrough his hair in a nervous, high-sfrung fashion. He sfrode fo- ward fhe window and looked down upon fhe busy marf of fhe world wifh unseeing eyes. He looked up for a bewildered momenf. Was fhere nobody he could furn fo? Was fhere no sympafhefic ear fo which he could unbur- den his hearf? He became painfully aware of his chaofic exisfence, of his age-old desire for undersfanding. He recoiled for a second as he fhoughf of fhe ominously looming fu- fure-a cold, black void-fhaf sfrefched fo his grave. The grave! Thaf would blof ouf con- sciousness! There lay his escape from fhe mesh of horrifying memories which he could never ouflive. He passed his hands before his eyes in an agonized affempf fo clear his mind. He saw an oblong opening in fhe earfh, loom- ing large and dark before him, promising efer- nal forgeffulness. He shook his head fo dis- sipafe fhe picfure. Buf fhe waifing grave danced before his eyes, refreafing fo fhe wall, moving backwards and forwards, now up, now down. lf mufely promised guief, dark peace, fhe cessafion of all fhoughf. He flung himself foward if wifh a hungry moan. There was a splinfering, rending crash-a rush of cool air -a second of awful silence and fhen-release. 50 QEEFWEEEPTITEEEVWEEQTFEEL5'75227'J51257T227'I71Z5'3'UT722I7?'21I7ViIE25'?'ZI17Q'322Z5'?'ZZIf E EL CHA NI 5222777 J ,I DEATH AS A SAVIOUR by Leonard Waldman, '34 MOST of us picTure DeaTh as a grim, re- Ien+Iess fiend, lacking any TraiT of God or even of man. OThers, more philosophical, regard DeaTh as The Supreme JesTer whose pranks are ofTen ironical. To a few, he is a benign and propifious SpiriT, a ProTecTor who is Their one salvaTion from life's frequenfly hearT- rending vicissifudes. ln Deafh, These souls may aT leasf expecf freedom from The endless will-To-live which drags life on seemingly in- Terminably To The ulTimaTe climax-Deafh. The following True Tale shows us Deafh in his mosT beneficenf role-Deafh The Deliverer. ln a small Russian suburb Saul Meyers and his wife, Emma, elred ouT, under innumerable privafions, a meagre livelihood. As far ag They were concerned, all was well wiTh The world unTil ThaT faTeful winTer day when Emma slipped and broke her leg. The leg would noT heal under The crude care of The counTry docTor as he was a physi- cian by chance and a veferinarian by pro- fession, and Emma's removal To The disTanT ciTy became imperafive. The roads, made unpassable by The winTer, miliTaTed againsT This sTep. So when The winTer had evenTually dragged by and Emma was finally Talcen To The ciTy, she was already parTly paralyzed. Alfhough iT cosT Saul his enTire forTune, nexT To noThing was done for her in The ciTy, and wiTh noThing buT grief facing Them in The fuTure, The Meyers decided To emigraTe To America, The land...of freedom. Thus a few monThs laTer, Saul and his ailing wife were seffled in ThaT liTTle world in iTself, New York's EasT Side. A iob was soon obfained by Saul, one ThaT meanf labor from dawn Till darlc, and one ThaT presaged buT liTTle' self- advancemenf. The greafer parT of Saul's earnings wenT for his wife's-TreaTmenTs: never- Theless, she grew worse and aT lengTh became a hopeless paralyTic. Years passed and The couple suffered in a world which had Talcen Their all, giving Them in reTurn .... piercing pain, Throbbing grief, desTrucTion, anyThing buT The peaceful deafh for which They so fervenTly prayed. Gradually, years of self-abnegaTion and unmiTigaTed suffering Tool: Their Toll. Saul fell ill. Unable To work, he losT his life's savings, and wiTh The full realizafion of his helplessness upon him, he was seized wiTh anguish and despair when he was Told ThaT his disease was an incurable cancer. TogeTher, The now old couple pined away. Saul was already a mere living slcelefon, and iT was noT shocking ThaT on one merciful morn- ing Emma awolce To find ThaT Saul The good, Saul The unselfish, was no more. Emma's suffering now increased. Scarcely a soul lcnew or cared abouf her. The picTure of This pain-racked old woman lying in rags in her dingy, evil-smelling room should have been enough To sTir The very Devil To piTy, buT alas, no relief appeared. lv1uTely, for she was educaTed in misery, This woman lived on unTil a Tardy Deafh, moved To piTy where The gods had remained impervious and inexorable, inTervened .... Thus ends our Tale of Two forlorn souls who, scorned and malTreaTed by heaven and earTh, aT lasT found a loving, compassionaTe deliv- erer in Deafh. ls iT sTrange Then, ThaT some loolc upon DeaTh noT as a scourge buT raThe'r as a saviour, a saviour of The downTrodden and forsaken? Sl REVERY by lvl. Schoenbrun, '36 IN a darlq and dingy room in a gloomy build- ing, on a liTTle sTool, saT an old man, back benT, inTenT upon The shoe he was mending. On all sides were squalid shelves, laden wiTh dusT, bare save Tor a Tew shoes, old and worn. Tap .... Tap .... Tap .... The slowly mov- ing hammer seemed To be Turning inTo a booT beTore The man's Teverish gaze. The inces- sanT, maddening rhyThm seemed To his an- cienT ears, lilce The sTeady Tread oT a booT, marching .... marching .... l-le Tell asleep, and awolce wiTh a sTarT. l-le musT Tinish The shoes soon, or he would be severely scolded by Madame WalTers. l-le reTlecTed biTTerly. ln The old world, in his naTive counTry, he had been The ruler, and commanded men. And now he Tool: orders Trom a woman. T-le began worlcing once more, Trying To TorgeT The sadness oT The pasT. The hammer, slowly Tapping, again Tool: on The Torm oT a booT, Try as he would To shalce oTT The im- pression. l-lis eyes wandered upward along The line oT The booT, Traveled slowly upward along The youThTul Tigure he saw There beTore him, and wiTh a gasp, he recognized iT as his own image, exacT in every deTail. BuT The shoulders were draped wiTh blood-red velveT. The head was adorned wiTh a plumed helmeT. l-le was Tall and erecT oT sTaTure. l-le had been in The regimenT oT The King. AT TirsT he had been a common soldier, buT, Tor bravery in baTTle, he had been made a capTain. And now he was a poor shoemalcer. l-'le had had a wiTe, children, he had been happy. And now he was desolaTe. As he looked aT The Tace oT The vision, iT seemed To be pleading wiTh him. The eyes seemed To ask, Why This downTallg why This sorrow? And suddenly The image disappeared. There were only The squalid shelves. To himselT The man made The answer. Age, The robber oT happiness was The cause oT all This. Age, The bringer oT sorrows, had made him whaT he was! lT was because oT age ThaT he had been Torced To leave The army oT his ruler. l-le recalled The occasion. l-Te had been Told ThaT he was Too old To be oT any use, and so he was reTired wiTh a slighT pension. The recollecTion broughT Tears To his eyes and biTTerness To his hearT. For, noT only had he suTTered This blow. buT his wiTe had died. The plague had come, desTroying all ThaT came in iTs paTh. And his children were squalling wiTh hunger. Surely, his wiTe would have lived, if he had had suT- TicienT money To buy a cure. l-le had sTolen, and caughT, he had been senT To prison. And while he was lying in a sTone cell, separaTed Trom her by sTrong sTone walls, his wiTe was dying in agony. He had remained in prison so long ThaT when he was Treed he did noT lcnow where and by whom she was buried. BuT aTTer a long search, he had Tound his children, his Two boys. A Tear Triclcled down The sallow cheelc oT The old man, and was losT in The gray-whiTe beard. Then a new lighT had risen over The horizon. America, The land oT promise beckoned him! l-le had gone There wiTh his sons, promised a 52 9'7EEE77FEEES 5i3!S27V J 722E?'2'32E27TfZZ13'!'fEII7'f7EZZ7'3'1IZ7i75Z2l5'G'ZEE37 E E L CHA iZ2I7Z'7E2Z7'f'III'E'3lI5'i iob, and a good home. A iob, A job, The words pounded on his brain. He, a king's courier, became a laborer Tor an elecTric com- pany. He, a capTain in his ruler's army, had benT his back To shovel earTh Tor a business man. ThaT was called a iobl BuT he mighT have become saTisTied wiTh his loT had he The comTorT of his sons, buT even ThaT was denied him. The war had come, and Torcibly draTTed Them To Tighi' againsT Their breThren Trorn The old world, from The land oT Their birThplace. He remembered his sons' sad leTTers, yes, he even had Them aT This momenT in a liTTle cubby-hole in his room. They had meT Their Triends oT The oTher coun- Try, and had been Torced To TighT Them, and To even kill Them. They had noT wanTed To TighT, To TighT againsT The people oT Their old counTry, Tor, despiTe The hardships suTTered There, They re- membered wiTh pleasure, as all grown people do, rich or poor, The counTry oT Their child- hood. My sons To TighT againsT my king, The king whom I served. So The old man had Tor- Tured himself-unTil There came a Time when There were no leTTers Trom his sons. A brieT oTTicial leTTer Trom WashingTon had inTormed him ThaT his sons had died nobly, courage- ously in acTion. Tears were dripping on The shoe resTing in limp hands, and They sounded like The sound of his sons' blood dripping. And so he was sTill here waiTing, waiTing . . . . waiTing Tor whaT'? NoThing! No liTe To live, everyThing gone, he was sTill waiTing . . . . A loud knock on The door roused him Trom his revery. Mrs. WalTers-and The shoes weren'T ready. V Um by H. Engel Don'T laugh, young fellow. I, Too, once looked up aT The sTars And TelT ambiTion's mighTy Tug, BuT sTars Tall. 53 TIME by Saul Gorenslein TIME llies! l-low indelinable is lime! l-low can one conquer lime? Whal is lime? Pre- cious lime! Everybody ponders on lhese queslionsp everyone wishes he could conquer limeg yel no one can do anylhing aboul il. Time is usually conlrary loo. When one is in a hurry, il's lasl, When one has lime on hand, il's slow. When one is inleresled, il's rapid. When one is bored, il's deliberale. The diclionary delines lime as an indelinile dimension viewed in lhe concrele as measur- able and lerminable, bul nol precisely limiled. We cannol measure lime by lhe almanac. calendar, chronograph, chronomeler. clep- sydra, gnornon, dial, horologe, hour glass, or repealer. We cannol even measure lime by lhe second hand ol a walch. Bul, we can measure lime in experience. Deep in lhe midsl ol an old counlry place lhere lived a man who lended lo his larm and his producls lrom morn lo eve. l-lis hul was enclosed by loresls. There was nol an- olher house wilhin seeing dislance. Days, monlhs, and years passed, yel he never be- came lired ol worlcing on his lields, and living alone in his lillle hovel. The man became older. Each day passed away and was ex- linguished in lhe selling sun. Year in and year oul his crops were sown, planled, reaped, and sold. l-lis money increased bul his years became lewer. Al lasl, disgusled wilh his presenl posilion, lorgelling all caulions lo lead a quiel lile, he decided lo go away, someplace, anyplace where he could see and do somelhing, anylhing. l-lis dreams became more vivid each nighl, unlil he could no longer endure lhe pain ol being alone. Whall An idea had suddenly come lo his mind. Why nol go lo lhe cily? Tired ol lrees, lields, mounlains, loresls, ol his unevenl- lul lile, he paclced up his lew belongings and lell. The minules seemed like hours, lhe hours like years, bul linally he reached lhe oulslcirls ol lhe cily. A sudden change enlered lhe man's lile. l-lis hearl was quiclcened he lell younger. New experiences were awailing him. Now he was in lhe cenler ol lhe cily. ln one momenl's lime he absorbed more lhan he had dreamed possible. l-lis bewildered eyes saw lrains, sky-scrapers, dirigibles, and aulomo- biles. l-lis ears heard lhe squealcing ol bralces, lhe jamming ol cars, lhe hullabaloo ol people. l-lis noslrils brealhed in all lhe poisonous gases lrom lhe aulomobiles, laclories, and lhe asphall slreels. There was a dillerence in lhe air. There was a dillerence in everylhing. l-le slopped al a nearby holel and was im- medialely ushered inlo a beaulilul, spacious dining room. The wailer loolc his hal and coal and lold him lo be sealed al one ol lhe sel- lled lables. Belore he had lhe slighlesl chance lo resl his liresome leel, lhere were lwo wailers al his side. One aslced him lor his order, lhe olher, meanwhile, pul lhe lew necessary arlicles lhal were missing and even poured waler in a glass lor him. l-le was so aslounded al lhe magnilicence ol everylhing lhal he sal speechless. Quizzically he in- specled all lhe people in lhe dining place. l-lis eyes suddenly locused on a young woman silling alone al a lable in lhe lurlhesl corner lrom him. She wore a dress which malched her beaulilul blond hair, blue eyes, round, red lips and small pug nose. Every glance in her direclion made him leel lhal he wanled lo know her, love her and make her care lor him. l-lis hearl ached lor lhis vivacious unre- 54 Z'Z2ZZ772217?'25'E'5225'F'12273'TE2271 ZEZ7'Z'ZZZ-?V5!E2P'i'2ZZ?' E C HA E TZEZ?'Z ZFTEII7 sTrained life. He absolufely did noT under- sTand The bewildering acTions oT The young people who were walking, running, Talking, and laughing all abouT him, BuT regardless of The facT ThaT he did noT undersTand These people, he wenT forTh wiTh a fixed defermina- Tion To Tind ouT why he did noT comprehend Them. One day passed, Two days were gone, he had already learned To lead The life of The hundreds upon hundreds of young folk. He wenT To Theafres, wenT To nighT clubs and dances. Freely walking Through The sTreeTs of The greaT ciTy gave him an exhilaraTing feel- ing. He had been in The ciTy for only one week buT he had Tried To consume so much of These sTrange exciTing innovaTions ThaT his hearf, unused To This newer and quicker beaf, began To fail him. Every day his hearT be- came weaker. He wenT To many specialisTs for advice and They Told him he needed resT. BuT, recollecfing his pasT, he clenched his fisTs and wiTh a sfabled resoluTion said To himself The one word, Noi He would conTinue This kind of life Till his lasT breaTh. AnoTher week passed and his hearT was on verge of col- lapse. He was dancing wiTh a young woman whom he had already learned To love. Some- Told him ThaT This would be his lasT dance. He was abouT To uTTer a few caressing words To her buT iT was Too laTe. He felT a sharp pain like a knife being drawn Through his hearT. The music failed and anofher life sped away on The wings of deaTh carried by Time. This man had Two kinds of Time, buf The mosT imporTanT Time was ThaT of experience. Time cannoT be measured by seconds, min- uTes, or hours. TT we measure Time, we musT measure ourselves, our enioymenTs, our hopes and our aims. Time is an immufable law of The universe. The passage of every spliT second adds To The Time ThaT has passed. SomeTimes one hopes ThaT Time would drag on inTerminably. More ofTen do we hope ThaT Time would ius- Tify iTs supposed characTerisTic of fleefingness. When one Tries To solve The mysTery of Time, one sees ThaT Time is more or less a sTaTe of mind. BuT sTill, afTer arriving aT This conclusion one feels ThaT Time musT Till The Thing unusual in his hearT, perhaps The heaT, lasT second of eTerniTy remain a mysTery. V Recluse by H. Engel l PiTy me noT For, when Chance Her LoTTery Threw wide, I Drew SoliTude. 55 THE EL CH A NITE SPORTS SECTION Fall Term AThIeTics ATHLETICS were sTrongly supporTed dur- ing The I933-I934 season. There were en- couraging signs oT an awakened inTeresT in The various sporTs and aII indicaTions poinT To an increasing zeaI on The parT oT The sTudenT body Tor The AIma-MaTer. The recepTion given To The inTra-mural programs, promises much Tor The TuTure oT This deparTmenT oT exTra-curricular acTiviTy. VarsiTy BaskeTbaII Though wiThouT The usual TanTare ThaT ac- companies The opening oT a high-school aTh- IeTic season, The call Tor baskeTbaIl candidaTes was answered enThusiasTicaIIy. From a Iarge TurnouT, a squad OT eleven men was picked. The ranks oT The varsiTy, depIeTed by gradua- Tion, were TiIIed mosTIy by seniors, and The work was begun wiTh IoTs oT pep. In spiTe oT handicaps resuITing Trom Iack oT Time and pracTice, The Team piled Tive vicTories againsT Three deTeaTs. The TirsT game oT The season Turned ouT disasTrous To us, as we came up on The Tail end oT a 29-I5 score. To add To our woe, we Ied The A.Z.A. Three-guarTers oT The game, only To Iose in The closing minuTes oT The Tray. CapTain Koshar did mosT oT our scoring, To- geTher neTTing eIeven ouT oT The TiTTeen. In The nexT game againsT The Pawnees A. C., we drew TirsT blood. SapersTein's IasT sec- ond goal copped This one Tor us, I8-I7. Eis- enberg played a sTeIIar game being highesT scorer wiTh eighT poinTs. The nexT game was a replica oT The lasT, cuIminaTing in a cIean-cuT vicTory over The WhippeTs A. C. by The score oT I8-I5. The whole Team played well, wiTh STern playing an excepTionaIIy Tine game. ThaT lasT vicTory TasTed Tine, and we, There- Tore, conTinued in our winning ways. Our nexT vicTory was Iike Taking candy Trom a baby. The BrookIyn Elashes did anyThing buT Tlash. The only exciTemenT This game pro- vided was The sinking oT Their lone goaI. They were Trounced To The Tune oT 33-3. The besT games oT The season were played wiTh The CongregaTion oT Brooklyn on Two consecuTive Sundays. BoTh had To be decided in exTra periods. IT Took Three exTra periods in The TirsT game beTore we Tell vicTims To Their onslaughTs. The TinaI score was 22-2I. CapTain Koshar played a marvelous game, consTanTIy raising The crowd To iTs TeeT wiTh his briIIianT shoTs, passes, and Tloor work. The Tollowing week we reached The end oT a hard ToughT baTTIe wiTh The score Tied. I-Iowever, iT was our Turn, and aTTer one exTra period we emerged vicTorious, 2I-20. Eisen- berg Ied The Team in scoring, buT was mosT capably supporTed by The enTire Team. The TaImudicaI Academy ToasTed CapTain EIaTow and his men Tor Their Tine play and sporTsman- ship. We concluded our season wiTh a double- header. Our TirsT opponenTs were The Amicon A. C. and our second were our Alumni. The TirsT game ended in deTeaT, I7-IO, buT we came back sTrongly To beaT our Tormer var- siTy men, I5-IZ. Gold and Engel played su- perbly in our cIosing game. Numerals were awarded To The Tollowing members oT The varsiTy: CapTain I-IerberT Koshar, Isaiah Eisenberg, I-IaroId Engel, Aaron Gold, I-IerberT Ribner, NaThanieI SapersTein, Zachariah Gellman, Irving I-IurewiTz, NaThan LipschuTz, Theodore BresIoTT, and Irving STern. We look Torward To make The nexT baskeT- ball season a Tiner one. 56 THE E L CHA NITE InTra-Mural Games The same Tire OT enThusiasm ThaT was so evidenT in varsiTy compeTiTion was prevaIenT in our inTer-class baslceTbaIl games. AThleTic Manager SapersTein decided ThaT The con- TesTs should be held by eliminaTion, The win- ner oT The lower division and The winner oT The upper division meeTing Tor The school championship. The ouTcome oT The TirsT round was as Tol- Iows: The Third Termers beaT The TirsT Termers, I3-8: The second Termers beaT The TourTh Termers, I3-57 The sixTh Termers Trounced The TiTTh Termers, 25-8: The sevenTh Termers elimi- naTed The eighTh Termers, I4-7. OuTsTanding sTars Tor Their respecTive Teams were: Krieger and Koslovslcy Tor The upper Treshmeng Freid- man Tor The lower sophomores: SapersTein and BresIoTT Tor The upper iuniors: Gold and Eisenberg Tor The lower seniors, and I-lerberT Koshar Tor The upper seniors. By beaTing The Third Team, 24-8 in The sec- ond round, The second Termers gained The righT To meeT The sixTh Termers who had de- TeaTed The sevenTh Termers, IO-8 in an exTra period baTTIe Tor The school championship. Kosloyslcy, Kreiger, and Avrech sTarred Tor The second' Termers as did Gellman Tor The sixTh. As usual, The championship aTTair was a dull maTch. The second Termers were hopelessly ouTclassed and aIThough They sTruggIed bravely, They were easily deTeaTed, I8-5. CapTain Cohn and BresIoTT were The ouTsTand- ing players Tor The crowned champions and Kreiger Tor The losers. Well, here's To The champs! Good Iuclc, sixTh Termers. Spring AThleTics VarsiTy Baseball This year, aTTer a lapse oT a number oT years, saw our reTurn To high school baseball warTare. IT cerTainIy was good To see T. A.'s I-lubbelian piTcher and RuThian hiTTers in ac- Tion againsT Teams OT our class. WiTh very liTTIe pracTice. as is usual here, we came Tace To Tace wiTh Morris I-ligh School Annex. Behind Gold's superb no-hiT piTching, we Took This game, I-O. IT was Gold's own mighTy Triple ThaT gave us our lone hiT and Tally. And so, Skippy Gold enTered T. A.'s hall oT Tame. The Tollowing comprised The varsiTy: Aaron Gold, Israel LasTer, Philip Mehler, Theodore BresIoTT, I-IerberT Avrech, lsidore Cohn, l-Iy- man Winlcler, I. Kreiger, I-I. Freidman, Isaiah Eisenberg, I-Iarold Engel, NaThaniel Saper- sTein, NaThan LipschuTz, Joseph GoTTlieb, and Irving Koslovslcy. InTra-Mural Baseball Because oT The bad weaTher, The in+ra-mural games could noT be run OTT as per schedule. AT prinTing Time, liTTle or none of The games had been played. However, we all hope ThaT The inTra-mural games will be well played and well aTTended. X 'wx x . 4 X f 1 IE vv -.11 1...- 57 THE A 2225322222: L 'FfZ1l5'?f1ZE57?'7ZZ17T74 '1:::rTHE E L CHA NITE ':::1':'1::7: :Jv'::5z- HUMOR I WAS requesTed by The chairman of This commiTTee To devise a plan for bringing sTu- denTs' minds back To class. There is no doubf in The mind of anyone ThaT There is need for such a device. IT is absolufely imperafive To find a way of combafing The woefully preva- lenT blank expression which appears so ofTen on The faces of The sTudenTs. Now naTuraIIy, The insTrumenT which is chosen here musT have The properfy of unob- Trusiveness, of effecfiveness, of efficiency. I have spenT The greaTer parT of my forfune in perfecfing This device, and aImosT eighfy years of my life have been spenT in sTudying iTs efficiency. I-Iere is a brief ouTIine on how The device works. An expression of boredom and dumb- ness on The parf of The pupil is The signal for The Teacher To sTarT working. The Teacher merely snips The pendanf sTring, and presfol The slumberer is awakened by The forceful im- pacT of a brick upon his craniuml I will now, my dear friends, reporT on cases which acfually happened during The Time I was an insTrucTor aT The Talmudical Academy: In case one hundred fiffy-six, The sTudenT grew up and obTained The job of asfronomer. In case YC43.aI, The sTudenT was carried off in an ambulance. In case 2 4 3.c2, The sTudenT grew up and became an economics Teacher. In case 64IA4, The sTudenT became a phi- losopher. In case 59Odrkp2, The sTudenT became a Re- visionisT. In case 934B.2I, The sTudenT became The Edifor of The ElchaniTe. A MODEQN STORE APRE-YESI-IIVA sTudenT was being infer- viewed by The regisfrar in his office. The Reg- isTrar noTiced Thaf The sTudenT xfailed To Till in, on his applicaTion, The occupafion of his TaTher. Turning To The sTudenT he asked, And whaT kind of business did you say your fafher was in? I-Ie runs a sTore aT Bosfon Crossing. WhaT kind of sTore? asked The Regisfrar. Well, he has Ford parfs for sale, buys buf- Ter, eggs, and pouITry: deals in real esTaTe, marries young couples in his capacify as Jus- Tice of The Peace: runs The Posf Office: sells' sTamps, banana spIiTs and cider: serves meals and Takes in boarders. I suppose you'd call iT a drug sTore. ,Mff .QXZQIJ 7219 sg C? f F' - L.- E! E EW 59 Conferning World Peace Reading The sTaTemenTs oT The WorId's Leading DipIomaTs, one would Think ThaT Peace is sacred all over The world. Why Then, all These armamenTs? I-Iere is The answer: A Tox was wandering in The woods when he saw a bird perched on The branch OT a Tree. Come down! he cried, And IeT's have a chaT. Sure, answered The IiTTIe bird, So ThaT I should IeT you eaT me! Go on, said The Tox, Why should I eaT you up? Don'T you know ThaT The Messiah has arrived? There is peace on earTh now. Why, even The woIT and The Three IiTTIe pigs are Triends now. In ThaT case, answered The bird, I'II come down. Look! Two more pals are coming. I see Two Toxhounds. Fox hounds? shouTed The Tox, l've goT To run. Why should you have To run? Messiah is here already. Peace! Yes: ThaT's True, was The answer, BUT The dogs won'T recognize him .... A Usual PoIiTician A poIiTician had come back To his home Town To address The public aT a cerTain meeT- ing. ATTer being inTroduced To his audience, he began: Folks, I hope you will pardon me iT I call you ThaT, buT really, I know you Too well To cal! you 'ladies and genTIemen.' JusT Don'T Worry Are you a plumber? asked The misTress OT The home. Yes, madam. Well, see ThaT you Take care when doing your work. All my Tloors are highly polished and in exceIIenT condiTion. Oh, don'T worry abouT me slipping, madam, l've goT nails in my booTs. Whal' A Lady! An ArT Teacher was Taking her class around The Gallery oT an ArT Museum. WiTh one sTroke oT a brush, she said To Them, Joshua Reynolds could change a smiling Tace inTo a Trowning Tace. So can my moTher, said IiTTIe Jackie, sTanding nearby. One oT Many Sermons NoT AppreciaTed A clergyman had The occasion To preach To The inmaTes OT The insane asylum. While speaking, he noTiced one oT The inmaTes pay- ing The cIosesT aTTenTion. ATTer Tinishing The sermon, The preacher noTiced ThaT The inmaTe was speaking To The superinTendenT. As soon as he had a chance The preacher inquired, Didn'T ThaT man speak To you abouT my sermon? Yes, he did. Would you mind Telling me whaT he said? l-lesiTaTing, The superinTendenT replied, WhaT The inmaTe said was This: JusT Think, he's ouT, and I'm in! A Li'l l'Ie Dizzy A young genTleman, sIighTIy soused, was having some Trouble wiTh a revolving door. Each Time he goT sTarTed, he was whirled around, and landed ouT in The sTreeT again. I-Ie sTood gazing aT The revolvingdoor in wonder, when a man came along and wenT in. The door spun around and ouT came a young lady. The souse blinked, Thash a preTTy good Trick, all righT, he said, buT I don'T shee yeT whaT he did wiTh his cIoThes. Isn'T IT So? IT a dipIomaT says yes, he means perhaps. IT he says perhaps, he means no. IT he says no, he's no dipIomaT. IT a lady says no, she means perhaps. IT she says perhaps, she means yes. IT she says yes, she's no lady. 60 Gavvsassvefzszsfxf rzssvzyV22:S'Jf:rf:f2z:vi'f::::':'2se1vizw':fnazzr THE E L C H A NITE f:::1':'1:: szvvszzzv Jusl a Beggar The police had iusl picked him up lor loiler- ing along lhe railroad lracks. I-le was indeed a miserable specimen. l-le looked as il he hadn'l ealen lor weeks and smelled awlul. As soon as lhey reached lhe slalion house, lhe prisoner was ordered lo lake a balh. l-le demurred. Gel covered all over wilh waler? he asked. Yes, go ahead, you need il, he was lold. He had never heard ol il, he had never done such a lhing belore in his lile. The policemen slanding around him were aslon- ished. Do you mean you have never laken a balh belore? This hurl. Drawing himself up lo his lull live leel lour, lhe lramp responded indignanlly, You see, l've never been ar- resled before. SOME SALES TALK Young man: Sir, I would like lo buy a loolh- brush. Clerk: Yes, sir. l have lhe linesl assorlmenl ol loolhbrushes lo be lound in lhe cily. Whal kind ol loolhbrush do you preler-soll, me- dium, or hard? Young man: ll really doesn'l maller. Me- dium, l guess, will do. Clerk: Yes sir. Would you be inleresled in lhe new sanilary Redibrush which is relill- able? ll only cosl 75c, and IOc lor each re- lill. Now, wilh lhe old slyle brush, you always lhrew lhe whole lhing away aller a monlh or so. Wilh lhese up-lo-dale ones, you merely lhrow away lhe brush and slip in a new relill. ll's more economical, in lhe iono- Young man: No, lhank you, l prele. lhe old kind. Clerk: Yes, sir. I suppose when you gel used lo one kind- Young man: Never mind all lhal lalking. Are you going lo show me some loolhbrushes or nol? Clerk: Yes, sir. There is one ol lhe biggesl bargains in lhe slore. A lull sized bollle ol 2-in-I, lhe newesl, mosl ellicienl moulhwash on lhe markel, and a Dr. Nesl loolhbrush, selling lor iusl lhe cosl ol one arlicle. Jusl 69c, a wonderlul bargain- Young man: Young lellow, I wanl a loolh- brush, and nolhing more. Jusl a plain, ordi- nary loolhbrush. Now hurry up. Clerk: Yes, sir. I-lere we have anolher spe- cial, a combinalion ol denlilrice and loolh- brush. This loolh pasle made ol lhe linesl ingredienls according lo lhe lormula ol one ol America's leading denlisls, Dr. Frown, well- known all over lhe world, when spread upon one ol lhese loolhbrushes, will clean lhe enamel, remove larlar- Young man: Dammil. l came here lor a loolhbrush. Tell me, have you gol one or nol? Clerk: Yes, we have quile a lew ol dillerenl prices. l-lere is one lor 5Oc, anolher lor 45c, and slill anolher lor 35c. Young man: Give me lhe cheapesl one. The one lor 35c. Clerk: Yes, sir. A line brush, sir. Though nalurally, lhe olhers will repay lhe exlra ex- pense in lhe long run. Young man: Wrap il up and give il lo me, will you? Clerk: Yes, sir. Whal color do you preler? Young man: Jumping Jupilerl Thal one you have in your hand is all righl, can'l you un- dersland? 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