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-IS le!a AM 'S P-Pii
Published weekly in the interests of Miami Beach Jewry
Vol. I. No. 5.
Miami Beach, Florida, Friday, October 30, 1931
Price 5 Cents
Office of Publication: 710 Jefferson Avenue,
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"G TEUE ZEITEN, neuer vogel:
Sneuer vogel, neue lieder."
Thus did Heinrich Heine poetically
and wisely define the ever changing
procession of humanity marching on-
ward to-something new. "New sea-
sons, new birds; new birds, new
songs." ;Religion throughout the
world is wavering and fluctuating.
To adapt religion to modern demands,
so that the two seemingly antithetic
ideas merge into a harmonious co-ex-
istence, is the problem which con-
fronts the spiritual leader of today,
and which must be satisfactorily
coped with if the pillars of the Jew-
ish faith are to remain upright.
Jewish youth runs with the crowd in
its spirited quest for novelty and ex-
citement, yet pitifully turning back
occasionally to take one last glance
at the old home, the Jewish fold
from which it has broken loose and
to which it has no desire to return.
New seasons, new birds. New songs
must be composed to satiate the
craving of these restless and unbal-
The church as well as the syna-
gogue no longer attracts the boy and
girl in the street. Ritual and prayer
alone cannot induce youth to aban-
don its impetuous and headlong rush
into the whirl of life, and enter the
portals of the house of God. Young
blood will not be suppressed, and
youthful impulse cannot be curbed.
Surplus energy seeks an outlet, and
evidently the synagogue does not
represent a suitable channel for the
outpouring of pent-up sentiment
from the oppressed bosom of Young
The form of teaching religion to
our young must undergo certain mo-
difications. A life line must be
thrown to the sinking ship of religion.
A power station must be erected
which will electrify those dormant
sparks of Judaism which still flicker
in the heart of every Jewish boy and
girl. Miami Beach, so far removed
from the scene of Jewish activities,
needs a community center, the only
possible solution to the problem.
While providing for the recreational
and social demands of its members,
the centre will provoke enthusiasm
for the Jewish cause, will bring that
traditional patriotic pride to the sur-
face and will fill the hearts of all who
enter its portals with the die-hard
spirit of our courageous and death-
Picture the scene. In the spacious
library of the centre, a group of Jew-
ish young men and women are study-
ing diligently interesting tales of
Jewish history, of battles fought and
won, of indescribable tortures of the
Inquisition calculated to inspire the
most confirmed skeptic and cynic.
In the, gymnasium, hardy athletes
are swinging Indian clubs energetic-
ally, to the accompaniment of popular
Hebrew ditties. In the assembly hall
hundreds of these Jewish enthusiasts
are listening intently to a lecture by
a noted rabbi from the North, their
keen interest reflected in the voice
of the speaker. A dramatic histori-
cal play is presented in the auditor-
ium, thus familiarizing both the ac-
tors and the audience with the most
inspiring epochs of Jewish history.
A Jewish community centre; a cen-
tre for Jewish ideals, a treasure trove
of Jewish literary wealth and a store-
house of morals, wondrous beyond
compare. This is the new melody
which will captivate the heart of the
Jewish youth of the South, and will
result in a speedy return to the Jew-
ish fold. "Neue Zeiten, neuer vogel;
neuer vogel, neue lieder."
PRAYER FOR PRIVATE
From Union Prayer Book
Almighty God, Thou has graciously per-
mitted me to awake to the light of a new
day. Let me not sink into the darkness of
error and sin. Do hot withdraw Thy hand
from me; let Thy love be near me. Incline
my heart unto Thee, that all my thoughts
and words and deeds may make answer to
the call of Thy will; that I may follow
whither Thy word shall lead, and may ever
do what is right and good in' Thine eyes.
Grant me clear insight ilito the truth,
steadfast apprehension of the right, that
through the mazes of this world's errors
and temptations, I may walk unhindered
and unfalteringly the pathway of godliness.
Grant me strength to do Thy will. Lead
Thou me by the hand as a father leadeth
his child, lest I fall.
Satisfy me early through Thy mercy,
that I may rejoice in Thee and give thanks
unto Thee all the days of my life. Amen.
Congregation Beth Jacob
311 Washington Ave.
"How Goodly Are Thy Tents, 0 Jacob."
Services begin this evening at 6:00 p.
m. Late Friday evening services at 8:15.
Cantor Boris Schlachman will conduct the
congregational singing and introduce new
melodies. Rabbi Lazarus Axelrod will de-
liver a lecture in English, subject: "And
He Believed In God," based upon the be-
lief of Abraham in the Lord when he was
promised the Holy Land.
Saturday morning services begin at 9:00a
a. m. Cantor Boris Schlachman will conr
duct these services. At 5:00 p. m. the,
Rabbi will hold a discourse on The Portion
of the Week, using Rashi and other com-
mentaries. Shalosh seudoth will be served
in the synagogue after the minchoch ser-
vices at which the singing of Sabbath Zmi-
roth will be the principal feature.
Not for us the Sabbath of the quiet streets,
Sabbath, peaceful o'er the world oat-
Felt where every man his neighbors greets,
Heard in hush of many a slowly passing
Not the robe of silence for our holy day;
Noisy run the worker and the player;
Toil and stir and laughter of the way
Surge around the steps that seek a place
Silent ice, while through the thronging
street and mart
Work-day clamor of the city rol!s;
Cloistered inly, from the world apart,
Ours i. is to bear the Sabbath in our
souls.-Nina Salanon, 1918.
TJIE JCOBEANOctober 30. 1A31
If Not Higher
c ND the Rebbe of Nemirov, every
Friday morning early at Sliches
time, disappeared, melted into thin air! He
was not to be found anywhere, either in the
Synagogue or in the two houses of study.
or worshipping in some Minyan, and most
certainly not at home. His door stood open,
people went in and out as they pleased-no
one ever stole anything from the Rebbe-
but there was not a soul in the house.
Where can the Rebbe be?
Where should he be, with the Solemn
Days so near, if not in heaven? Jews need
a livelihood, peace, health; they wish to
be good and pious, and their sins are great,
and Satan with his thousand eyes spies out
the world from one end to the other, and he
sees, and accuses, and tells tales-and who
shall help if not the Rebbe? So thought
Once, however, there came a Lithuanian
-and he laughed! You know the Lithuan-
ian Jews-they rather despise books of de-
votion, but stuff themselves with the Tal-
mud and the Codes. And who, I ask you,
is going to argue with a Litvack?
What becomes of the Rebbe?
"I don't know, and I don't care," says he,
shrugging his shoulders, and all the while
(what it is to be a Lithuanian) determined
to find out!
The same evening, soon after prayers,
the Lithuanian steals into the Rebbe's room,
fays himself down under the Rebbe's bed,
and lies low. He intends to stay there all
night, to find out where the Rebbe goes,
and what he does at Sliches-time.
Day has not broken when he hears the
call to prayer. The Rebbe has been awake
some time. The Lithuanian has heard him
sighing and groaning for a whole hour.
Whoever has heard the groaning of the
Nemirover Rebbe knows what sorrow for
All-Israel, what distress of mind, found
voice in every groan.
4FTER that the Lithuanian hears the
people arise and leave the house.
Once more it is quiet and dark, only a very
little moonlight comes in through the shut-
ter. He confessed afterwards, did the Li-
thuanian, that when he found himself alone
with the Rebbe, terror took hold of him.
But a Lithuanian is dogged. He quivers and
quakes like a fish, but he does not budge.
At last the Rebbe (long life to him!) rises
in his turn. He goes to the wardrobe and
takes out a packet which proves to be the
dress of a peasant: linen trousers, high
boots, a pelisse, a wide felt hat, and a long
and broad leather belt studded with brass
nails. The Rebbe puts them on.
Out of the pockets of the pelisse dangles
the end of a thick cord, a peasant's cord.
iOn his way out, the Rebbe steps aside
into the kitchen, stoops, takes a hatchet
from under the bed, puts it into his belt,
and leaves the house. The Lithuanian
trembles, but he persists.
A fearful Solemn Day hush broods over
the dark streets, broken not infrequently
by a cry of supplication from some little
Minyan, or the moan of some sick person
behind the window. The Rebbe keeps to
the street side, and walks in the shadow
of the houses. He glides from one to the
other, the Lithuanian after him. And the
Lithuanian hears the sound of his own
heart-beats mingle with the heavy foot-
fall of the Rebbe; but he follows on, and
together they emerge from the town.
Behind the town stands a little wood.
The Rebbe (long life to him!) enters it.
He walks on thirty or forty paces, and then
he stops beside a small tree. And the Li-
thuanian, with amazement sees the Rebbe
take his hatchet and strike the tree. He
sees the Rebbe strike blow after blow, he
hears the tree creak and snap. And the
little tree falls, and the Rebbe splits it up
into logs, and the logs into splinters. Then
he makes a bundle, binds it round with the
cord, throws it on his shoulder, replaces the
hatchet in his belt, leaves the wood, and
goes back into the town.
N ONE of the back streets he stops be-
side a poor, tumbledown little house, and
taps at the window.
"Who is there?" cries a frightened voice
The Lithuanian knows it to be the voice
of a Jewess, a sick Jewess.
"I," answers the Rebbe, in the peasant
"Who is I?" inquires the voice, further.
And the Rebbe answers again in the
"Which Vassil? And what do you want,
"I have wood to sell," says the sham pea-
sant, "very cheap, for next to nothing."
And without further ado he goes in. The
Lithuanian steals in behind him, and sees,
in the gray light of dawn, a poor room
with poor, broken furniture. In the bed
lies a sick Jewess huddled up in rags, who
"Wood to sell-and where am I, a poor
widow, to get the money to buy it?"
"I will give you a six-groschen worth on
"And how am I ever to repay you?"
groans the poor woman.
"Foolish creature!" the Rebbe upbraids
her. "See here: You are a poor sick Jewess,
and I am willing to trust you with the little
bundle of wood; I believe that in time you
will repay me. And you, you have such a
great, mighty God, and you do not trust
Him! Not even to the amount of a miser-
able six groschen for a bundle of wood!"
"And who is to light the stove?" groans
the widow. "Do I look like getting up to
do it, and my son away at work?"
"I will also light the stove for you," said
the Rebbe. And the Rebbe, while he laid
the wood in the stove, repeated, groaning,
the first part of the Sliches. Then, when
the stove was alight and the wood crack-
led cheerily, he repeated, more gaily, the
second part of the Sliches. He repeated the
third part when the fire had burned itself
out, and he shut the stove doors.
The Lithuanian, who saw all this, re-
mained with the Rebbe as one of his fol-
And, later, when anyone told how the
Rebbe early every morning at Sliches-time
raised himself and flew up into heaven, the
Lithuanian, instead of laughing, added
"If not higher."--. L. Peretz. (Trans.
Speak the commanding word: "I will,"
and it is done.-Thompson.
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Octoer 3, 191 T~E JAOBEA
MOST interesting and enjoyable af-
fair was the Beach Party given by
the students of the Beth Jacob Bible Class
on Sunday night, at Normandy Beach. All
members of the Bible Class were present.
Among the numerous features were roast-
ing weinies at the campfire, singing songs,
and relating stories of Jewish interest by
Miss Malvina Weiss, who was in charge of
Plans for the forthcoming Chanukah pro-
gram to be presented by the Beth Jacob
Bible Class December 13 are going ahead.
Miss-Malvina Weiss will be in charge of
the play "Make-Believe Chanukah" and
has commenced work with the prospective
players. Cantor Boris Schlachman will en-
tertain at this affair with a number of
popular Jewish folk songs. Recitations by
students of the Hebrew and Suiday schools,
a talk on Chanukah by Rabbi Axelrod, and
a number of musical selections will be in-
cluded in this program, which promises
to be an outstanding event of the activities
of the Student Bible Class. A cold plate
lunch will be served by the Beth Jacob Sis-
terhood after the entertainment.
Mr. D. I. Robinson of New York City will
spend the winter season in Miami Beach
at the Shelburne apartments.
Mrs. L. Miller of the Mayfield Court
apartments recently arrived from Akron,
Ohio, where she visited for five weeks.
Dr. Sol Probe, manager of the Engels
and Krudwig Co., of Sandusky, Ohio, left
Monday for Key West, Florida, where he
will remain over the week-end. Dr. Probe
will return to Miami Beach some time in
December to spend a few months with his
numerous friends here.
Among the new arrivals at the Fernwood
apartments are Mr. and Mrs. Barrack and
daughters, Elinor and Annette, and Mr. and
Mrs. S. Finkelstein of New York City.
Mr. A. Bramson, flutist, will entertain at
the Workman's Circle banquet, Sunday eve-
ning, November 1, with a number of solos,
accompanied at the piano by Miss Jean-
nette Haberfeld. Miss Haberfeld will also
contribute piano solos.
Irving Bartz and Seymour London were
among the leading players in "To the La-
dies," a theatrical play presented by the
Ida M. Fisher High School students last
Mrs. Eva Bennis and daughter, Lee, ar-
rived in Miami Beach and are staying at
the Beach View apartments, 118 Collins
Mrs. Harry Green of Miami sponsored a
benefit bridge party for the Eastern Star
at the Alcazar Hotel Wednesday night, Oc-
tober 28. Two hundred and thirty play-
ers were present at this affair. Over twen-'
ty prizes were awarded for high scores and
refreshments were served to all the guests.
This party will rank as an unique and out-
standing affair of the Eastern Star.
A surprise birthday party in the form of
a bridge was given in honor of Miss Anita
Silverman last Monday evening by Miss
Anne Wolfe at her home, 136 Washington
avenue. High bridge score was held by
Elmer Blair, while the. consolation prize
went to Miss Esther Glickman. A lovely
guest prize was presented by the hostess, and
refreshments attractively served completed
an enjoyable evening. The guests included:
Miss Anita Silverman, Mr. and Mrs. Elmer
Blair, Miss Esther Glickman, Mr. Robert
Kyman, Miss Gertrude Sherman, Mr. Dave
Morris, Mrs. A. Wolfe, Miss Anne Wolfe,
and Mr. and Mrs. B. Silverman.
Miss Nannie Fox of Chicago, Ill., arrived
in Miami Beach Thursday, October 23, and
is staying at the George Washington hotel.
Jack Nissenbaum, Seymour London, Bert-
ram Raymond, Irving Bartz, Herbert Horo-
witz, Harry Dansky, Martin Wucher, and
Solomon Horowitz are active players on the
Ida M. Fisher high school football team.
Mr. and Mrs. Kyle Fox of Miami an-
nounce the re-opening of the Ambassador
hotel which is situated on Michigan ave-
nue at Second street, Miami Beach. They
are offering hotel rooms at unusually low
rates during the months of November and
December. The building is being entirely
remodeled, every room is provided with a
private shower, and a spacious and well
furnished lobby completes the attractive-
ness of this hotel.
Miss Jeannette Haberfeld was guest pi-
anist at the last meeting of the Senior Ha-
dassah held Monday afternoon at the Co-
A "Hachnosath Orchim" a Jewish shel-
tering home, will shortly be opened either in
Reverend Zwi Hirsh Masliansky,
right, famous Jewish orator, and Rabbi
Lazarus Axelrod, snapped in an infor-
mal pose on the sands of Miami Beach
in April, 1931. This picture will re-
call the visit of the nationally known
speaker last winter. Reverend Mas-
liansky expects to make his home in
Miami beach during the coming wintei-
Miami Beach or in Miami according to a
statement made by the committee which
consists of the following officers: Mr. Ja-'
cob Becker, Mr. I. L. Mintzer, Mr. L. Abr-
ramovitz, Mr. Ben Fleeman, and Dr. Sol
Probe. This institution, which completed,
will fill a long felt want in Greater Miami.
The numerous needy transients who arrive
here each winter season will receive room
and board for a definite period after care-
ful investigation by the committee.
Mr. Bramson, flutist, has kindly consent-
ed to give a recital this Sunday morning
at 11:30 a. m. at the assembly of the Beth
Jacob Sunday school, accompanied at the
piano by Miss Jeannette Haberfeld. A
cordial welcome is hereby extended to all
members of the congregation to be present
at this assembly.
Mr. Lazarus Abramovitz announces that
he can accommodate a limited number of
guests at his home on 720 Second street,,
Mr. Benjamin Hyman, from Providence,
R. I., has arrived in Miami Beach and is
staying temporarily at the St. David Court.
Be careful not to cause woman to weep,
for God counts her tears. Israel was re-
deemed from Egypt on account of the vir-
tue of its women. He who weds a good
woman, it is as if he had fulfilled all the
precepts of the law.-Talmud.
THE -JACOBE A-N
Qetober: 30, 1931-
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October 30, 1931
Say It With
'.'t 's 11 h 1 ad or Lifw c
BY RABBI JOEL BLAU
SAY it with flowers that summer is gone
and aluitumn is approaching. The sun
i.- still in the sky l:vivshing its gold upon
tlie created world. There are days that by
a sort of ivvid enchantment take us back
to the season of light and warmth, and we
are almost deceived: yes. we like to de-
c' iwe ourselves. But we know all the while
:i(: this i< i U, l an i('chantl fe,',., a mIO king
display--thi iu;ruglery of nature whereby
autumni nmit-t s the glory of spring and
summer, their golden radiance and riot of
many colors. Soon these things will fade
away, the show will be over, the lights will
be extinguished, the gay trappings removed.
andi nothing will remain but the memory
of something bright. gaudy, and thorough-
ly-some will say, viciously-theatrical .
But we-what are we? Are we players
or spectators. Or are we both by turns.
or perhaps at one and the same time? We
do but know that beneath the surface of
it all there is that which tongue cannot
tell: something dark that refuses to reveal
itself except by strange riddlesome glimp-
ses; something that at times appears inef-
fably wise and again inexpressibly blind
--now laughing at us, now weeping with
and for us. What is this Infinite Compas-
sion that can appear so indifferent, nay
scornful? For beneath all strength is de-
cay; and while the flowers adorn our gar-
den. and while roses waft their fragrance
abroad. a sinister spirit is already in the
air. cawing: "All things must pass." Who
can calmly face this truth? Does not the
very willow in our hand, while we carry it
in solemn procession, repeat the dark pro-
phecy of a morrow not followed by the day
after? Say it with flowers, and say it with
the green boughs in your festal wreath.
that the whole world is wet with the tears
Say it with flowers that men are walk-
ing trees and that their bloom must fade
away like the fairness of flowers and the
fresh verdure of the grass in the meadow.
Springtime. summer, autumn, winter-the
full round of the sun-we copy through the
years of our youth, our prime and our de-
cline, and lastly our eld: provided always
that our days come full circle and are not
cut off before their time. And the fairness
of the body must pass, and the smooth
cheek must wrinkle into parchment, and
the beauty of youth must wither away.
What then is the secret of that strength
w which enables men and women to live, nay,
tL desire life with a passionate desire?
(Inly this: they feel beneath the perishable
surface a Something that endures, though
everything within and without vanishes.
IN THE domain of nature forms come and
go. Iere the light of every dawn trav-
els unfailingly toward the evening twilight.
But these forms that pass before us, in
dawnlight and twilight, as if in a theatrical
pageant, are merely representative, merely
symbolical. Behind them is the spirit of
eternal beauty that has created them as
temporal signs, visible for awhile, of his
own unfading existence. Therefore are
forms of ineffable grace renewed every
spring. and the dawn is reborn every day,
while even autumn, with its seemingly
mocking imitation of the rich hues of hap-
pier days. is but a homage the world-spirit
pays to Supreme Beauty.
Nature lives beautifully, and dies beau-
tifully. Moreover, just as the spirit of
beauty is the permanent element in the
midst of a world constantly destroyed, so
the soul of goodness is the stable element
in the life of a humanity constantly dying.
This soul of goodness, at all events, abides
through all the fearful accidents of the
changing individual existence, as through
all the heave and havoc of human history.
This alone is the source of our strength:
to know that all the vicissitudes of our life
on earth tend inevitably to the betterment
and ultimate perfection of the race. Say
it with flowers, and say it with the green
boughs in your festal wreath, that, although
the whole world is wet with the tears of
things, there is a heroic spirit within man
denying death and defying destruction
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What is human knowledge? It is the
cultivation and improvement of the spir-
itual principle in man. We are composed
of two elements; the one, a little dust
caught up from the earth, to which we
shall return; the other, a spark of that
divine intelligence, in which and through
which we bear the image of the great
Creator. By knowledge, the wings of the
intellect are spread; by ignorance, they
are closed and palsied, and the physical
passions are left to gain the ascendency.
Knowledge opens all the senses to the won-
ders of creation; ignorance seals them up.
and leaves the animal propensities unbal-
anced by reflection, enthusiasm, and taste.
One hundred and fifty-five years ago to-
day Robert Burns was born. The same
century saw the birth of Goethe and Schil-
ler in Germany, and of Sir Walter Scott in
Scotland. Goethe was the interpreter of
religion and statecraft. Schiller raised the
ideals of culture and learning, and these
have molded the thought of Germany dur-
ing this long period. Scott portrayed the
life of his day with accuracy and vivid-
ness, but it was for Burns to be the poet
who wrote of humanity, who understood
the struggles of man, and to set forth the
great goals of men in their living.
Burns is the poet of the home. Where in
any language is a poem of such beautiful
and lofty strain regarding the home as the
"Cotter's Saturday Night?" A home with-
out wealth, or culture, it is a home of the
toiling class, where love binds the house-
hold stronger than steel, where character
is worth more than gold, and where relig-
ion is more essential than daily bread. The
Bible is its guide, and a praying father is
And Burns had religion. Notwithstand-
ing his own battle for moral rectitude, he
believed in a God of tenderness and for-
giveness. The religion of creed was re-
pulsive, and he used his sarcasm against
it. He praised the' religion of a pure and
holy life. Conduct was the test of religion.
As he neared the end he testified an abso-
lute confidence in the immortality of the
soul.-Ralph D. Kearns, Chicago.
Have we not all one father? Hath not
one God created us? Why do we deal
treacherously every man against his broth-
er, profaning the covenant of our fathers?
-Malachi 2. 10.
The history of the daughter religions of
Judaism is one uninterrupted series of at-
tempts to commit matricide.-M. Stein-
In Lighter Vein
By Simple Deduction
q( EB Beril Charif was in the habit of
placing his spectacles in the "gem-
ara," or volume of the Talmud, which he
would always close before leaving the syn-
agogue. It served the double purpose of
safeguarding the spectacles and of mark-
ing his place in the book.
Once, however, he deviated from this
practice and merely moved his glasses up
his forhead. Returning to his studies, he
naturally looked for them in the custo-
mary repository, and to his utter discom-
fiture they were not there.
The venerable sage was puzzled by the
disappearance of his glasses. He could
not possibly continue his studies without
"Who on earth could have taken my
spectacles?" he soliloquized, then in Tal-
mudic singsong, stroking his long, patriar-
chal beard, and striding nervously across
the synagogue. "To say that they were
taken by a man who needs eyeglasses is
most unlikely. For a man who needs eye-
glasses undoubtedly has a pair of his own.
To say, on the other hand, that they were
taken by one who needs no eyeglasses is
equally illogical. For what benefit could
such a person derive from stealing them?
"We must, therefore, deduce that they
were taken by a person who needs and has
eyeglasses. Now the question of course
arises: Why should such a person take
somebody else's eyeglasses? But the re-
sponse thereto is very simple. Perhaps
that individual pushed his spectacles up his
forehead and forgot all about it, and, not
finding his own, took mine."
"Now, since we have arrived at this
hypothesis, why not go a step further and
say that I, myself, have done so?"
He touched his forehead and found them
perched right there.
"Why, surely, here they are!" exclaimed
the sage, astonished at the force and cog-
ency of his own reasoning.
He removed the spectacles from his fore-
head and viewed them with genuine inter-
"After all," he remarked, "it's good to
have a 'gemara' head. I could never have
found the glasses otherwise."
The schoolmaster of the "cheder" hap-
pened to be a modern man. He believed
in teaching the young Jewish generation
not only the Bible, but also science. In
the frequent recesses he used to take, he
would discuss with his disciples the beau-
ties and mysteries of nature. He would
tell them the names of different flowers
and birds, and explain to them what pur-
pose God had in creating the various crea-
tures. A cat, for instance, was created
for the express purpose of exterminating
mice; dogs to watch our houses, horses to
draw our burdens, etc.
"Now, tell me, Moishele," once the world-
ly instructor said to one of his young stu-
dents, "tell me what was the purpose in
"For the wool," answered the student of
And what do we make of the wool?"
inquired the scientific teacher.
The pupil did not know.
"Blockhead that you are!" reproached the
erudite instructor, "what is your jacket
"Of my father's pants," replied the clev-
Sore Legs No Trouble
The patient had been confined to his bed
for several months, suffering from double
pneumonia, heart failure, and a few minor
ailments, including a pair of swollen legs.
Now he was on the road to recovery, and
the doctor, after a long and thorough exam-
ination, made a very optimistic declaration
regarding the patient's condition.
"Your heart functions wonderfully," an-
nounced the medical man, beamingly, "and
your lungs are entirely normal. Only your
legs are still swollen. But that does not
"Doctor," spoke up the convalescent, "be-
lieve me, if your legs were swollen, it
wouldn't bother me, either."
A Protest Against the Auto-Da-Fe
Of September 20, 1761, Lisbc
What was their crime? Only that they
were born. They were born Israelites, they
celebrated Pesach; that is the only reason
that the Portuguese burned them. Would
you believe that while the flames were con-
suming these innocent victims, the inquisi-
tors and the other savages, were chanting
our prayers? These pitiless monsters were
invoking the God of mercy and kindness,
the God of pardon, while committing the
most atrocious and barbarous crime, while
acting in a way which demons in their rage
would not use against their brother de-
O ye pious tigers, ye fanatical panthers,
who despise your sect so much that you
have no better way of supporting it than by
executioners, cannot you see that it was
only the Romans who condemned him? We
had not, at that time, the right to inflict
death; we were governed by Quirinus, Var-
us, Pilate. No crucifixion was practised
among us. Not a trace of that form of
punishment is to be found. Cease, there-
fore, to punish a whole nation for an event
for which it cannot be responsible.
0 God, who hast created us all, who de-
sirest not the misfortune of Thy creatures,
God, Father of all, God of mercy, accomp-
lish Thou that there be no longer on this
globe, on this least of all the worlds, either
fanatics or persecutors. Amen.-F. il.
Voltaire in "Sermon Due Rabin Akib."
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Sherah Israel Synagogue
You are to be highly commended in re-
gard to your invaluable undertaking in
keeping the members, visitors and transi-
ents well informed in Judaic affairs by
means of Miami's mouth-piece, "The Ja-
Kindly accept my felicitations and sincer-
est wishes for success in your endeavors to
disseminate the ideals of our faith.
Yours & Co.
(Signed) Rabbi Max Shapiro
The Jewish Center
131-135 W. 86th Street
Thank you very much for sending me the
copy of the Jacobean which makes interest-
ing reading. You surely represent every
possible aspect of Jewish life. If I may
make a suggestion, I would not spend too
much energy on debating reform rabbis.
We have more constructive work to do.
Let me thank you again for a very inter-
Yours & Co.
(Signed) Rabbi Leo Jung
3317 Flourney St.
I received the first three copies of the
"Jocobean," for which I wish to thank you.
To say that I have enjoyed reading it is
putting it mildly and I hasten to congratu-
late you on this wonderful achievement.
Should I be able to come to Florida again,
I will be only too happy to stay at Miami
Beach, attend services at your synagogue,
and enjoy the numerous activities of your
Wishing you every success in all your en-
deavors, I am
Yours and Co.
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Beth Jacob Student Bible Class
The regular meeting of the Bible Class
was held Wednesday evening at the syna-
gogue at 8:00 p. m. Miss Malvina Weiss
took complete charge of this group of the
evening when she discussed the numerous
plans for the coming season. Miss Weiss
outlined an interesting course of study as
well as a number of social affairs including
the Chanukah concert to be presented De-
cember 13. In future, the group will be
divided in two classes. Students up to six-
teen years of age inclusive will receive in-
struction in Junior Bible in Miss Weiss'
class while Rabbi Axelrod will take charge
of the older group.
A full account of the beach party given
Sunday will be found in the society col-
umns of the "Jacobean."
Oysters Before Death
"Sarah!" called the dying Israelite,
feebly, to his wife. "I feel that my hours
are numbered. Go out and get some oys-
"But, my dear," remonstrated the
puzzled wife, "haven't you sinned enough
during your whole life that you must
transgress another commandment of the
Torah just before your die? Besides, you
have never eaten oysters before."
"That's just the reason," replied the ex-
piring libertine. "When I'll be chastised
in the other world for eating oysters, I'll
have the pleasure of knowing that I am
punished for my last sin, and that I am
through with my suffering."
In a free state, it is not the Christian
that rules the Jew, neither is it the Jew
that rules the Christian; it is Justice that
rules.-Leopold Zung, 1859.
Judaism and the Jew In
Our escutcheon as Americans is with-
out stain. We have had a share in the
making of this nation. In the mine and
in the mill, at the lathe and at the loom,
in counting room and council chamber, the
Jew has been at work for two centuries
and a half for his America. He has sen-
tried his nation's camp; he has been in
the mast's lookout on his nation's ship;
he has gone out to battle, and he was
among them that fell at the firing line.
Officer, private, whatever his rank, when
the nation asked for life or limb, he did
not hesitate to offer the sacrifice. In
institutions of learning the Jew has made
his mark. In the walks of enterprise his
individuality has been felt as a telling po-
tency in the development of the greater
aims of American energy.
The future will place new solemn ob-
ligations upon us for the country's sake
and as Judaism's consecration; we shall
not shirk our duties.-E. G. Hirsch, on the
250th anniversary of the Settlement of the
Jews in the United States, November, 1905.
The Beginning of Goodness
The beginning of goodness is to stand
on one's own feet. This requires moral
stamina now that there are so many ways
of being a parasite. For your tainted
news is a climbing upon other people's
backs, Mr. Editor. So is your secret re-
bate, Mr. Shipper; your stock juggle, Mr.
Financier; your perfunctory supervision,
Mr. Official; your whitewashing investiga-
tion, Mr. Legislator; your hold-up strike,
Mr. Walking Delegate.-Edward A. Ross.
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October 30, 1931
HE TALMUD is the work which em-
bodies the civil and canonical law of
the Jewish people, forming a kind of sup-
plement to the Pentateuch-a supplement
such as took 1,000 years of a nation's life
to produce. It is not merely a dull treat-
ise, but it appeals to the imagination and
the feelings, and to. all that is noblest and
purest. Between the rugged boulders of
the law which bestrew the path of the Tal-
mud there grow the blue flowers of ro-
mance-parable, tale, gnome, saga; its
elements are taken from heaven and earth,
but chiefly and most lovingly from the hu-
man heart and from Scripture, for every
verse and every word in this latter, became
as it were, a golden nail upon which it
hung its gorgeous tapestries.
The fundamental law of all human and
social economy in the Talmud was the ab-
solute equality of men. It was pointed out
that man was created alone-lest one
should say to another, "I am of the better
or earlier stock." In a discussion that
arose among the Masters as to which was
the most important passage in the whole
Bible, one pointed to the verse "And thou
shalt love thy neighbor as thyself." The
other contradicted him and pointed to the
words "This is the book of the generations
of man" (Gen. 5. 1)-not black, not white,
not great, not small, but man.
"The law given on Mount Sinai," the
Masters said, "though emphatically ad-
dressed to one people, belongs to all hu-
manity. It was not given in any city or
inhabited spot-it was given on God's own
highway, in the desert-not in the dark-
ness and stillness of the night, but in
plain day, amid thunder and lightning.
And why was it given on Sinai? Because
it is the lowliest of mountains-to show
that God's spirit rests only upon them that
are meek and lowly in their hearts."
The Talmud taught that religion was
not a thing or creed or dogma or faith
merely, but of active goodness. Scripture
said, "Ye shall walk in the ways of the
Lord." "But the Lord is a consuming
fire; how can men walk in His ways?"
"By being," the rabbis answered, "as He
is-merciful, loving, long-suffering. Mark
how on the first page of the Pentateuch
God clothed the naked Adam; and on the
last he buried the dead Moses. He heals
the ,sick, frees the captives, does good
to His enemies, and is merciful, both to
the living and to the dead."
The most transcendental love of the rab-
bis was lavished on children. All the ver-
ses of Scripture that spoke of flowers and
gardens were applied to children and
schools. The highest and most exalted
title which they bestowed in their poetical
flights upon God Himself was that of
"Pedagogue of man." Indeed, the rela-
tionship of man to God they could not
express more pregnantly than by the most
familiar words which occur from one end
of the Talmud to the other, "Our Father
I have been able to bring before you
what proves, as it were, but a drop in the
vast ocean of Talmud-that strange, wild,
weird ocean, with its leviathans, and its
wrecks of golden argosies, and with its
forlorn bells that send up their dreamy.
sounds ever and anon, while the fisherman
bends upon his oar, and starts and listens,
and perchance the tears may come into
his eyes.-Emanuel Deutsch, 1868.
The struggles of the eighteenth and nine-
-teenth centuries both in peace and in war
were devoted largely to overcoming aristo-
cratic position as applied to individuals.
In establishing the equal right of every
person to development, it became clear that
equal opportunity for all involves this nec-
essary limitation: Each man may develop
himself so far, but only so far, as his do-
ing so will not interfere with the exercise
of a like right by all others. Thus liberty
came to mean the right to enjoy life, to ac-
quire property, to pursue happiness in such
manner and to such extent only as the ex-
ercise of the right in each is consistent with
the exercise of a like right by every other
of our fellow citizens. Liberty thus de-
fined underlies twentieth century demo-
cracy. Liberty thus defined exists in a
large part of the western world. And
even where this equal right of each indi-
vidual has not yet been accepted as a poli-
tical right, its ethical claim is gaining rec-
America, dedicated to liberty and the
brotherhood of man rejected the aristo-
cratic principle of the superman as applied
to peoples as she rejected it as applied to
individuals. America has believed that each
race has something of peculiar value which
it can contribute to the attainment of those
ideals for which it is striving. America
has believed that we must not only give to
the immigrant the best that we have, but
must preserve for America the good that is
in the immigrant and develop in him the
best of which he is capable. America has
believed that in differentiation, not in uni-
formity, lies the path of progress. It acted
on this belief; it has advanced human hap-
piness, and it has prospered.-Louis D.
The knowledge of Hebrew is the golden
hinge upon which our national and religious
Flowing down from the hills of eternity,
the Hebrew language has been set apart
by God for truths destined to sway man-
kind and humanize the world.-Sabato
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October 30, 1931
CONDUCTED BY GRANDPA
My dear grandchildren:
The summer is gone, and the leaves of the
trees are failing. Up North, this is a sign
of cold weather, of snowflakes and frosty
mornings. But here in the sunny South,
the autumn and even the winter are merely
names of seasons. The sun continues to
shine with its usual brilliance and the palm
trees are as fresh and as green as in the
summer. But even in Florida, the autumn
season is distinguished from the summer
by its seasonal Jewish festival, Chanukah,
or the Feast of Lights. Not long now, only
five weeks more and we shall be indulging
in that tasty dish-Chanukah latkes. I
can still feel the taste of those juicy latkes
of last year in my mouth. But, what is
Chanukah and who was the valiant hero
of that wonderful story called "The Battle
of the Maccabees?" Read the story on this
page, "When the Lights Burned Low." It
is a modern story with an ancient theme.
It will recall to your minds the bravery
of our ancestors and how they fought with
might and main to protect the Jewish re-
ligion. It's nearly Shabbos, so I must get
ready for those Shabbos candles. By the
way, how many of you reminded mother
last Friday evening to light the candles?
Don't forget, tonight at 6:00 p. m. to tell
mother about those Shabbos lights. Till
next week, grandpa bids all his little friends
-A Guten Shabbos.
When the Lights Burned Low
By ELMA EHRLICH LEVINGER
"( EADY?" Albert Jacobson called
shrilly from the street as his friend
Isadore appeared at the parlor window.
"Yes. Come up!" signaled Isadore.
Albert came dashing up to the third floor
apartment at the rate of two steps at a
time. Under one arm he carried a bundle
clumsily wrapped in newspaper, under the
other a shield and sword covered with sil-
ver paper. He was was quite breathless
with haste and excitement by the time he
reached the landing.
Isador Levine opened the door for him
and ushered his chum into the little par-
lor. Near the window sat an old, old man
with a white beard, a skull cap upon his
snowy hair. He bent slightly forward as
he sat there, his hands folded upon the
head of his cane; his eyes, still keen and
sparkling in spite of his age, flashed a
welcome to Isadore's friends as the boys
entered the room. Then he turned to the
window again, looking out into the early
December twilight. Upon the window sill
Albert noticed a quaintly fashioned brass
Menorah. In it three small tapers burned
like three sturdy little sentinels, ranged in
a row to greet the third evening of the
"Ready?" asked Albert again, having re-
gained his breath.
Isadore nodded. He was a slender, dark-
haired boy, a trifle tall for his eleven years,
with thoughtful earnest eyes. Quiet and
dreamy, he was a striking contrast to
noisy Albert; yet the two were close com-
rades in the schoolroom, their Hebrew
classes and their Young Judaea meetings.
"I've just got to wrap up my costume,"
said Isadore. "Wait a minute," and he
stepped into the little curtained alcove, re-
appearing a moment later with a bright
scarlet robe under his arm, a shield and
a sword with silver paper. "My costume
doesn't fit perfectly," he remarked, as he
carefully folded the scarlet tunic and cape
and rolled them into a parcel, "but mother
thought Mr. Thurman would see that it
got pinned on all right."
j LBERT nodded understandingly. Mr.
Thurman, a young college student,
was the director of their Young Judaea
circle that year and his charges believed
that there was absolutely nothing in the
world that he couldn't do, if he wanted to.
Hadn't he rigged up footlights for their
Sukkoth entertainment and painted real
scenery? Didn't he know French and Span-
ish as well as Hebrew and English? And
wasn't this year's Chanukah play going to
be the very finest Chanukah entertainment
ever presented on any New York stage?
The boys of Mr. Thurman's Young Judaea
group believed it was going to be a record
breaker, especially as Isadore was going
to act Judas the Maccabee. They all agreed
that Isadore was the best actor and debater
in the club.
"And aren't you coming to our Chanukah
entertainment, Mr. Levine?" asked Albert,
impatient to be off, and wondering why the
old man did not ask Isadore to bring him-
"Mother and father went to my aunt's
for dinner and they're going to the enter-
tainment from there," explained Isadore,
going into the hall for his own overcoat and
gloves. "But I'm afraid grandpa can't
come with us. He's not feeling very well
"I'm sorry," murmured Albert politely.
The old man sent him one of his rare
smiles. "It is my rheumatism," he said,
slapping his knees. "It is always bad in
the winter when it is cold and damp. And
it is always worse of all," here he smiled
again, "when I want very much to gq out-
as I do tonight. So you must come
in tomorrow, Albert, and tell me how well
my boy here does in his part, as I know he
won't brag about himself."
"Never mind, grandpa," consoled Isadore
from the doorway. "Next winter the rheu-
matism won't bother you!"
"W TEXT .year in Jerusalem," quoted the
Sold man softly. "This year the
English have made it a Feast of Light for
us, and all Israel rejoices in the hope that
the land of our fathers may be ours once
more. Next year -- -" he waved his tremb-
ling hand toward the Menorah --- "Next
year we will light our candles in the land
of happiness and sunshine." He drew his
grandson to him fondly, laying his hand
on the boy's head as though in blessing.
"And you, Isadore, will be with me."
"Yes, grandfather," answered the boy,
and for a moment they were very still as
they gazed at the tiny candles. -
"We'd better be going," warned Albert
from the door.
"Of course. Good night, grandpa." Isa-
dore bent and kissed the old man, picked
up his costume and followed his chum out
into the hall.
"What did he mean when he was talking
about the English and a land of sunshine
and lighting your candles next year?"
asked Albert, puzzled, as the two boys
walked down the snowy street.
Isadore hesitated. He was very fond of
his friend, but wasn't just sure how Albert
would regard the dreams which were so
dear to him. "He was talking about Pal-
estine," he said a little shyly.
"Yes?" encouraged Albert.
"y OU know he's always wanted to go
J there to live," explained Isadore,
"'way back when he was a young boy, no
older than you and me. But he didn't
haveanybody to take him then and when
he grew up his people were poor and he
had to take care of them. And while
grandmother was alive he couldn't go and
live in Palestine because she wouldn't leave
her children in this country, and, of course,
he couldn't go and leave her here. But
when she died two years ago he told father
that there was nothing to keep him from
going to Eretz Israel; he wasn't a bit well
himself and knew he couldn't live long,
but he wanted to go there and see all the
tombs and the ruins of the Temple and the
colonies and---well, just everything---
before he died. Only he couldn't go then
on account of the war and the fighting.
But next year," the boy's face glowed,
"next year, he's going and I'm going with
him. (To be continued.)
Chanukah I think most dear
Of the feasts of all the year.
I could sit and watch all night
Evcry twinkling baby light.
Father lights the first one-green;
"Hope," it always seems to mean-
Hope and joy, thao shine anew
In the heart of every Jew.
Jacob lights the blue, for "Truth,"
Pink, for "Love," is lit by Ruth.
Then the white one falls to me-
White that shines for ".Pn ,."
How -the story of those days
Fills my wondering heart with
And in every flame one sees
The heroic Maccabees.-J. Ish-Kishor.