The Detroit times. [volume] (Detroit, Mich.) 1903-1920, 1913-10-08
WIFE OF OPPRESSED
JEW HOPES FOR
BRIGHTER FUTURE

with his little family-where wife and
children now await his return.
A poor house. hardly more than a
plastered hut. yet the home OF Mendel
Bells proves the character OF It's &C.
cupants. In the midst of colorless
desolation Of brick-kilns and towering
drying-sheds, the little house stands
alone. with rough walls carefully
whitened, It's narrow yard tidy and
clean. Within doors the three bleak
rooms are neat as hands can keep
them. OF furniture there could hard
ly be less--a huge brick stove. a
table with five chairs, Connecticut
clock and q couple OF wellmade beds.
That IL all unless one includes the
absent fathers cap on a little shelf
and the gay banner OF transatlantic
liner hanging upon the wall. But every
whitewashed surface Is spotless. the
floors we'll broomed, chairs scrubbed
to q creamy Wilderness.
1T Is not right our children grow
up careless" explained Gospogr Bells.
gently withdrawing the nervous little
fingers Of the baby picking upon the
plaster.
Come, children. the American lady
expects good conduct Go. Your
other hand, my pet"
They came at once. the three
Pscus. the schoolboy In his fiat
scholars cap; Maza, bent backward
with embarrassment, and baby Rike.
ME know where America Is,
gasped the elder little girl. then sub
sided into silent confusion. y ~
will you sit, please. Go, children,
we excuse you said the mother
quietly. Instantly they trooped out.
Such apparently are Russian-Jewish
manners in poor mans lonely home.
1T Is about my husband you Gamer
said Gospogr Bells
What can I tell? II Is not true
what they say to him. Not true!
Before this trouble we were con-
tent-just Mendel and I and the chill
dren. Mendel worked for the hospital.
know how II Is with those boys when
they see fire. Every day he check
off the teams. No, he cannot write,
except only his name and some fig-
ures-odn, ava tri Zone. two three)-
like that.
Every month the hospital pay him
forty rubles $500. Perhaps 1t Is not
plenty, just enough. You see we have
those three childrens. Two go by the
Jewish school. When that poor little
boy was found dead we think Of our
own Piscus. cry. All! his poor
mother. Like that!
"Then-then--in the night my Men,
del he sit by the table and write the
days check off-new, clean, and
and the soldiers came to take him.
Come to prison. they tell him.
so! They do not say what for.
They take him and leave us alone
me and the children.
What can l do?
Nothing. For seven months, seven
cannot see him. Nobody
can see him in the prisOn-his brother
the Rabbi-pobody!
He not speak for fear. not speak
for fear. So 1t Is. We are poor peo-
pie and the soldiers can send him to
AT first no understand. My
Mendel not care for politics. not talk
like some people. He just quiet, good
natured. all for his home. Mr..
Dubrovick manager Of the brick
yard) he tell you that.
After seven months Mrs. Born
field, manager Of the Jewish hospital
takes me by the prison. A-ah! / not
know my own husband, 30 pale and
thin. Now, by the lawyers, can see
him every two weeks just 80 minutes!
Always he must stand OF from me
far off-like that. about IL feet
1t Is not comfort. No. But | must 80
to him lest he forget our hope"
Again the quick, heart-compelling
smile.
And when he Is freed" said,
What will you do2"
She sat silent. urged.
1T Is the children" confessed Cos.
pogr Bells In a low voice. I've
think-for the children. When Mendel
comes home we must go from here.
MY husband and always we will re-
member. Not 30 the children. We
want them to go by the school-to be
happy-to forget Russia.
80 we hope that after the trial
when my Mendel Is free-we Will 90
away-all Of us--far away-to Amer
ica!"
And left her there-hoping with
all my heart that she--and Mendel-
and the children may go-go to Amer
icai
Weather In Post Season Cities.
Cleveland In Pittsburgh, clear,