Jewish Post, Indianapolis, Marion County, 9 August 1935 — Page 2

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THE JEWISH POST

THE JEWISH POST A Jewish Publication For The Jewish People LEONARD ROTHSCHILD - Managing-Editor ARVIN ROTHSCHILD Associate-Editor JOSEPH SOFNAS - - ^...Business-Manager SAMUEL SOFNAS - - CSrculation-dWanager MORRIE BERNARD Advertising Director The principles that should govern the publication of a newspaper are truth and fairness The final deciron on any question should be submitted to this test—is it true, and is it fair? The Jewish Post is a member of The Jewish Telegraphic Agency. The Jewish Telegraphic Agency is exclusively .entitled to the use for republication of all news dispatches credited to it, and also the local news published herein. PUBLISHED EVERY FRIDAY, AT 2101 EAST WASHINGTON STREET, INDIANAPOLIS, INDIANA. PHONES: CH. 4385 — RI. 5944 — WA. 3746-R — CH. 6633. Subscription rate one dollar the year. For advertising rates apply at office.

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At times, various Anglo-Jewish publications have come into our hands, carrying display advertisements which offer products and services, that are in direct contrast to Jewish customs and laws. The advertisements have prominently featured trefa foods, such as ham, pork, lard ( etc., and have offered services to readers, that are not entirely in accord with our faith The modern Jew may say that this is 1935, and many ancient customs and ceremonies should be done away with, that advertisements such as mentioned above are not a breach of faithWith the Jewish reading public. Whether this practice is a breach of faith or not, it is decidedly in bad taste, and is something that THE JEWISH POST is not guilty of. This practice is the thing that gives the Anglo-Jewish press in the United States a bad name ) and it retards the progress of Anglo-Jewish journalism The so-called editors or publishers of these non-descript sheets are notoriously incompetent and unfit for the task of ministering to the news and editorial needs of the American Jewish people, today. THE JEWISH POST does not accept advertisements of this type, and often to its own financial disadvantage, has rejected advertising copy, which in its opinion is inimical to the interests of our Jewish readers. It is a very well known fact, however, that many of us have drifted from our Jewishness. But the encouragement of non-Jewish practices will certainly not benefit us nor build a stronger foundaton for the future. Many Jewish newspapers and magazines in the United States and Canada f have adopted polices, as that of THE JEWISH POST. It would be well for all Jewish publications to be included in this class.

WOMAN DROWNS BABY, SELLS CARRIAGE FOR $3

CENSTOCHOW, Poland, (JTA) — One of the three women held here for the murder of a two-months old Jewish baby, confessed last week that she kidnapped the child > threw it in the river, and then sold its baby-carriage for 16 zlotys (about three dollars). The baby, a child of a Jewish grocer, named Barenstein, was snatched from its carriage in a public park, the body was later found in the river. The murderer said that she killed the child out of jealousy of the child’s nurse. o JEW, NAMED PYTHIAN HEAD

TORONTO, (JTA) — For the first time in the history of the Knights of Pythias in Ontario, a Jew, Burt Freed, has been chosen grand chancellor over 5,000 Pythians in the province. Freed is a member of B’nai B’rith, a past grand master of the I. 0. O. F., and an officer of the A. F. & A. M. o SIX KILLED AS MME. CURIE’S HOUSE FALLS

WARSAW, (JTA) — The bodie. of six Jew* were recovered last week from the ruin* of the four-story birthplace., of.. Mme .. Marie.. Curie, discoverer of radium, which collapsed here, burying at least a score of persons Six., more., are., reported missing. 0 Joan Warner was fined $3.30 for her nude dance in Paris. The 30 cents must have been the war tax. —The Miami (Fla.) Herald.

WHITE RUSSIA

By David W«ndroff

MOSCOW — The changes which have taken place in the Jewish towns of White Russia, receive a great deal of attention in the Soviet Press in connection with the celebration of the fifteenth anniversary fince White Russia became one of the constituents of the Union of Soviet Republics. Particular attention is given to the vocational reconstruction of the Jewish population. The number of Jewish workers in the guild industries has more than doubled in the last ten years. In 1926, according to the census, there were in White Russia 14,400 Jewish workers in industry; in 1934 there were 31,800 not including 7,000 Jewish workers in the building industry and 2,000 working in the machine tractor stations in the Soviet farms, making a total of over 40,000 Jewish workers employed in industry. Altogether 3,876 Jewish workers were settled by the Ozet in the large industrial enterprsea of the Union. Between 1924 and 1934, 10,000 Jewish families, were settled in the Jewish and international (mixed) collective farms In addition, 3,115 White Russian Jews were settled in the Crimea and 3,076 in Biro-Bidjan. Change In Vocations There has also been / very great change in the co-called' Jewish vocations. Instead of fallowing traditional Jewish pursuits and becoming tailors, shoemakers, capmakers, etc., Jews are now employed in the metal industry, machine construction building, etc. In 1926 there were 1,000 Jewish workers in the building industry, in 1934 the number had increased to 7,000. In 1927 the Jewish workers in th^ tailoring industry constituted 92 per cent of the total number of workers, in 1934 they were only 46 per cent. There have also been big increases in the number of Jewish workers employed in industries where Jews were practically unknown previously, for instance, in the electrical industry, in the chemical industry, in the textile industry and in the food products industry. Five years ago there were in White Russia, 17,000 Jewish cooperative artisans; in 1935 the number was 35,961. (Copyright By Jewish Telegraphic Agency.) o DANZIG PAPER CONFISCATED

DANZIG, (JTA) — The Danziger Echo, only Jewish newspaper in the German language published here, was confiscated by the local censor before it went to press. The previous issue of the Echo, was confiscated by the authorities for reporting the anti-Jewish excesses in Berlin during and after the Kurfuerstendamm riots.

CHANGE OF HEART

A SHORT STORY By Nina Kaye

A far-away look in her dark eyes, Anne Warshaw stood at the hotel window and gazed unseeingly at the traffic below. Behind her in the room, her aunt Helen went on and on. “Larry is very nice, Anne. But don’t forget you’re engaged to Stanley. You wouldn’t even know Larry if we didn’t come to New York to buy your trousseau. Besides, what future has Larry? And even if he did make a lot of money, he would never hold on to it the way Stanley does. He can’t afford to take us out the way he does. He’s n°t reliable, Anne. Not steady like Stanley.” Anne swung from the window. “Don’t you ever think of anything but money Aunt Helen?” “I’m older than you, Anne. I know you will get over your feeling for Larry. I don’t want you to do anything you’ll be sorry for later!” The ringing of the telephone prevented Anne from replying. “Anne”, Larry said over the telephone, “your aunt is a grand old girl, but don’t you think we’re big enough to go out alone? I’m down in the lobby. What’s the chances of your breaking away?” “I’ll try,” she answered. “Larry, I suppose,’ ’her aunt commented drily as Anne turned around. “Uh-huh,” Anne said. “He’s waiting fr me in the lobby,” then, quite suddenly she burst out, “Aunt

Helen, I can’t marry Stanley! I don’t love him.” “Before you met Larry you did!” “I thought it was love!” She went quickly to the desk in the corner. “I’m going to write to Stanley and tell him!” She lifted her chin proudly. “It wouldn’t be fair to marry him, without loving him.” Slowly she drew off her engagement ring, let it slide from her hand to the desk. It made a hollow little sound, spun a moment, then stopped. Her aunt made an impatient sound behind hei\ but Anne bent over the desk, her hand racing along the sheet of hotel stationery. It wasn’t easy, telling Stanley that she no longer loved him. The letter left her shaken. “Send It Back?” “Are you going to send back the ring?” her aunt asked. “Of course.” “If you want to go with Larry, leave it and I’ll take it to the post office. It has to be insured.” Anne came up to her aunt raised her shining face. “Then you do understand, Aunt Helen?” She whispered. “I’m so glad.” She caught up her hat, kissed her aunt on the top of her greying head and danced out of the room. “Good girl!” Larry greeted her when she stepped from the elevator. “I’m not going to bring you back to aunty until this day is done!”

“You can’t leave your work!” She chided. “Just take me to lunch.” He shrugged. “Work precious hours when I might be alone with you?” She remembered her aunt’s words. “He’s not reliable. Not steady like Stanley.” But she shook away the unpleasant thoughts. Her feet danced along the sunlit pavement beside Larry’s long stride. They took a bus. Then they went, to the zoo, and, like gay and eager children, laughed at the serious seal and the chattering cockatoo. They had lunch at the Cafeteria, jostled by schoolboys with skates over their shoulders. Later side by side in a canoe, they skimmed over the lake, still and shining like an old mirroi’. Twilight darkened into night. Larry’s hand closed over hers, pressed it with sudden fervor. Then, abruptly, he demanded, “Where is your ring?” She raised her shining eyes to him. “I took it off,” she said simply. “I couldn’t wear it.” Then, for a breathless moment she waited, waited for him to take her in his arms and tell her that he loved her. Not Marrying Kind The moment seemed endless. Her eyes sought his face. He was staring away across the lake. At last he spoke, without looking at her. “If you’re thinking of me, Anne,” he said huskily, “I wouldn’t. You see,

" —- ■ ■ ,,n " " “ n '' BETWEEN YOU AND ME By Paul A. Peter* | - T - ■■ ■■ - ■' ■■ - - - “»

Four of the six-man American chess team en route to Warsaw to compete against twenty other countries in the World Chess Championship Tournament, are Jews . . . They are Ruben Fine, 21 year old New Yorker, who recently won the Western Chess Association title; Abraham Kupchik, champ of the Manhattan Chess Club; Israel Horowitz, editor of Chess Review, and William Wahrburg, manager of the team ( of which Frank Marshall, U. S. Champion, is the captain. Sophie Arbuzza Tucker, first and last of the red-hot mamas^ used to push a baby carriage in Hartford. That was when she was about 18 years old. In the carriage was Nate Bienstock, insurance man, and brother of the Victor M Bienstock, who is now chief of the J. T. A's., European service. Jew In The Picture This sounds too good to be true: The reason why that artist, who painted, The Last Supper, for the Chatham, Mass., church, named all those who posed for the modernistic version of the New Testament story, and refused to divulge the indentity of the chap who posed for her Fish-erman-Christ . . . The fellow is Jewish .. . In reproductions of the painting, this scribe has seen, the central figure, looks it, too. If they didn’t have his name on the jacket, one would have to do some tall imagination-stretching to guess that “American Defender” is the title of a biography of the Honorable Samuel Dickstein, East Side New York’s gift to Congress . . . It’s by Dorothy Waring, self-styled Secret Agent No. 1, to the Congressional Committee that investigated Nazi and other subversive activities in this country. The book were better left unprinted . . . But, having been printed, it will most likely be left widely unread . . . Titles of the first three chapters are: Under the Stars and Stripes, The Red Flag Waving, and An Acorn on the Oaktree of Democracy. I can’t quite make up my mind about this fellow Matthew Solomon, New York Jewish detective ... He got a royal thumping by exuberant Communists when he tried to do his duty in defending the Bremen’s swastika from their clutching claws . . . what I can’t make up my mind about, is whether to cheer him or hiss him . . . Oh, well, a cheer for his loyalty to duty, a hiss for the Nazi emblem and a tut-tut for the Reds ... I understand a delegation of the latter secretly called on the detective in the hospital and told him how sorry they were about the whole affair . . . Incidentally, one of the lads making his debut in such ruckuses was John Rice, son of Elmer Rice (nee Reisenstein), the playwright, who has confined his efforts to promote radical causes to the

I’m not the marrying kind. Anne’s heart went very cold and still. She had been thinking of him, thinking he loved her. And loving him. How she ever managed a laugh she never knew. But she did. “Well,” she said ( praying he wouldn’t read the heartbreak behind her gayety, “of all the conceit! I couldn’t wear my ring because the stone is loose and I was afraid of losing it. And you actually took it for a proposal! Must be the effect of the moon. Better take me back to the hotel.” She kept up the light banter, until he had seen her into the elevator and the door slid closed between them. And then, one hand hard pressed against the pain in her heart, she began to tremble. In the corridor she fought to compose herself. She dragged to the door, fumbled with the key in the lock. “Anne!” her aunt exclaimed, hurrying to her as she stepped into the room, “what happened to you? You look so white!” But Anne did not answer. For behind the ample figure, she saw Stanley Ratnoff. “Stan!” Her voce broke in wretched tears and before she knew what she was doing she ran into his outstretched arms ( pressed her face into the tweed of his suit. When her sobs had ceased, Anne remembered the letter she had written him at noon, remembered the ring she had

stage . . . The chances are that Papa Rice is much more effective in swaying people to think radically than is Son John . . . Again j incidentally, that mob scene on the Bremen should make a swell bit of staging in some drama of the future. One of the most gratifying success stories told in many days is that concerned Isidor Kresel . . . The famed little attorney who was not many months ago re-admitted to the bar in New York, after having been completely exonerated of blame in L’Affaire Bank of the United States, has won back practically every one of the clients he used to have before he ran afoul into a Tammany spite feud . . . They tell me that a young attorney in his office, Bill Marin, did wonders in keeping the Kresel practice together, while the boss was away . . . Germany’* Public Enemy Before Samuel Untermyer, who glories in the title of Germany’s Public Enemy No. 1, finally sailed for Europe on the S. S. Conte di Savoia, he had been bookd as sailing on almost every vessel that left New York harbor with the possible exception of one or two banana boats . . .The first of the ocean-going greyhounds that had him o n its passenger list, was none other than the Normandie on its first return trip to France . . . His name was emphatically not included in the passenger lists of any of the Nazi liners . . . I dont’ believe this story has been published anywhere yet . . ., Midshipman E. W. Wood, of the S. S. Wyoming, who was reported to have talked back to some Nazi hoodlum during the Kurfuerstend amm-mess, didn’t at all . . . Nor was he arrested and fined as many news agencies reported ... The State Department at Washington says now that the incident never occurred ... It started this way: Wood got back to his ship late the night of the riots . . . When his mates, jokingly asked him if he had been in jail, Wood, also in jest replied “yes for trying to beat up the Berlin police.” Nazi With Jew* If the directors of the Montefiore Hospital in the Bronx, N. Y., knew about this they’d probably take appropriate action . . . One of their employes, an orderly, is Nazi, who parades around Yorkville in a Storm Troope uniform during most of his leisure hours . . . When this gets out maybe he’ll have some leisure . . . The Montefiore officials can have his name by applying to this column . . . Harry Warner, film mogul, lives in Mount Vernon, N. Y., where he takes an active interest in local Jewish affairs . . . Morris Eis* enman, head of the Metropolitan News Company in New York, was a close friend of the late Dr. Shmarya (Continued on page 3)

sent back. They had gone to him, while he was coming here to her! “Well,” he said before she could think, before she could speak, “I expected a welcome, but not such a tearful one! But girls cry when they’re happy, so I take it you’re glad to see me!” “I am glad! So glad! she exclaimed fervently, realizing all at once how much he meant to her. But there was the letter^ waiting for him And the ring! “It’s a good thing you came, Stanley,” her aunt said, and Anne waited in hopeless desperation for her to finish, “because Anne is a very careless girl. Do you know she went out shopping today and left her ring on the wash basin? Lucky I found it before one of the maids did!” Like a dream, Anne saw her aunt holding out her hand and in her palm lay the ring. Her eyes leaped swiftly to the desk and her aunt glanced knowingly toward the wastebasket. A relief surged through Anne as Stanley slid the ring on her finger again. Relief, and infinite gratitude for her very wise aunt, who hadn’t mailed the letter or the ring to Stanley. But Anne never knew how very wise her aunt was. She never knew that in Stanley’s pocket was the telegram her aunt had sent him, saying “Come at ounce, by plane, will explain when you arrive.” (Copyright, 1935, By Jewish Telegraphic Agency.)

TYPEWRITER TALK By A. Stenof

If ever I felt Poetic 9 I know it’s at this time; So if it’s all O. K. with you, I’ll put my say in rhyme. Two years ago, I took this job, With the thought, that I could write, Why, I could fill a column, With every reader’s delight. Yes, I could meet the public. And do just as I ought, No training did I need to have, What a disillusioned thought! But now, I am not kicking, And, please don’t get me wrong, I’ve stood the gaff, I’ve met the test, And hope I’ve rung the gong. This work, I find, is not all fun, It has very little play, And even tho it’s hard at times, I like it all the way. I’ve met the grandest people, A jolly, helping bunch, I’m giving all my thanks to you, A thanks with lots of punch. I want to thank you readers, For keeping me in line, The best that I can say to you, “Your patience is sublime.” As near, as I can see this thing, We are a great machine, With all the moving parts within, The people, spick and clean. I’m really not a “Blower,” Because I have this day, Brought my thoughts to all of you, In this poetic sort of way. But I’m having lots of trouble now. To make this darn thing rhyme, I bit off more than I could chew, Ah! There’s another line. I think I’ll close this rambling, With a message short and sweet, Here’s best of wishes, readers, Until the day we meet.

THE MORNING mail brings a letter from Ft. Lauderdale, Florida, stating that Lillian Marks, formerly of Indianapolis, is engaged to a handsome chap ( and will be living North after the wedding

Eli Schloss says that the present hot wave has thawed everything except his real estate loans . . . Mrs. David Rosenberg has been down for several days with a fractured knee . . . While the Paul Nathansons were vacationing, burglers entered their apartment, and escaped with plenty of loot, including Ben’s saxophone, and best suit . . . Art Brush is again heart-free . . . Sam (Butcher) Dobrowitz, has been looking around so much, he now wears sun glasses . . . FOUND — the meanest guy in town—one who keeps a girl out late, when he knows she has to be up for work at 6 a. m.

SEEINGS Along the Beat—Maurice Epstein and Selma Dolgin, of Toledo, dancing to the music of Glen Gray’s Casa Lomas last Sunday night t in Tomlinson Hall . . . Stags present there, included Bernie Shallat, Harry Wolf, and Revin Barskin . . . Mr. and Mrs. Manual Leve were also enjoying the music of the famed band . . . More Seeings — half the Beta Nu members walking South on Central, near 33rd, at 11:30 Monday p. m. . . . Judge Karabell at the wrestling events Monday AND Tuesday nights . . . Janet Wohlfeld and Wilma Friedman in town, last week-end . . . Pearl Baum, of Detroit, being rushed heavily during her four-day stay here, this week . . . Ben Ladin with a sprained foot . . . NEWS BITS — Sam Kempler won $600 last week ( just because he had the winning number in a lottery . . . Dorothy Klezmer does not like to be called “Dorothy” . . . Gert Berman receives daily visits from Morris Riskin and Alex Greenberg . . . Gordon Jacobs is planning to enter Chicago University next month, for premedical studies . . . The Sam Kagans’ are apartmenting at 2010 North Meridian street.

Astronomers say the distance to some of the stars has been greatly exaggerated, but it is still difficult to interview Garbo. GUTE SHABBATH.