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The voices of thousands of people floated to us on the quay. They were singing “Hatikvah,” the Hebrew hymn of hope. It was the song the Jews sang at every emergency and in every crisis. It was their…
I asked about a certain Russian poet. All good writers are poets to one extent or another, but that is a way of saying something. It is something else and clearer, to say that the poet is a very…
This is an age of progress; and, surrounded as we are to-day by every evidence of the astounding advance that the nineteenth century has carried with in its train, I feel that I am flinging down a…
He is tall, strong, angular; his appearance as well as his speech give the impression of boldness and vigor. His voice is a high tenor ringing with mettle. And even in his quiet moments he resembles a…
When first touched by memory, I found myself already in the midst of [ . . . ] ominous twilights which came intermittently, in series, and have stayed with me as the keenest memory of childhood.
Our…
The Readers Digest Magazine broke the American silence attending the massacre of the Jews in February, 1943. It printed my article called “Remember Us,” based on Dr. [Hayim] Greenberg’s data. Reading…
The most terrible thing of all, somehow, was that at Brzezinka the sun was bright and warm, the rows of graceful poplars were lovely to look upon and on the grass near the gates children played.
It…
A hundred thousand men, women, and children, some of them fugitives still suffering the punishment of Cain, others just sloughing the Ghetto skin, yet others in whose ears the “hep, hep” of the…
I would be a traitor to these poor burned bodies if I came here to talk good fellowship. We have tried you good people of the public and we have found you wanting. The old Inquisition had its rack and…
Mrs. Frederick Nathan returned to New York last week after a summer spent in the various capitals of Europe, where she attended numerous congresses and met the leaders of the European feminist…