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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…
The entire city is talking about the tumult, the uproar in the Jewish Quarter that began after the price of meat started to rise.
The prices for meat not only went up in the Jewish Quarter. The Trusts…
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…
Many Jews in America owe their spiritual-intellectual development to the progressive Yiddish-language periodicals that are published here. But the existing progressive Yiddish-language periodicals are…
Uptown, at 9th Avenue and 155th St., stands the famous field—the Polo Grounds. Every afternoon, 20,000–35,000 people gather there. The entrance fee is from $0.50–1.50. Thousands of poor boys and older…
[ . . . ] [T]here was a lecture in the big union hall on the topic of Soviet food policy. The wife of our protagonist also wanted to go and listen. You didn’t…
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…