Perth Amboy evening news., 1919-06-30

znust feast on a scene that will follow you
to the grave or drive you mad. i.
Al the tims I visited this home iherc
and began feeding its children a quarter
had arrived a supply of American flour
not the -four sent by the Joint Distribution
COMMITTEES. but American wheat sent by the
Food Administration TO be sold at cost.
The Home had bought some OF this flour
and began feeding its children a quarter
pound of bread daily. II was years since
either the children or the teachers had seen
white bread. The children of the streets,
those that did not have the good fortune to
be taken into this home, learned that bread
was being distributed and came galloping
TO the gates of this building, several hun
dreds OF them. At first, they merely looked
on with hungry, fiery eyes. the sight OF
which would penetrate your soul. Later,
they began to beg. and still later tried to
get some of this bread by force.
oh. the sight of it! The teachers, them
selves hungry, trying to drive away these
hungry children of the streets to save the
bread for their own childrenl A heart
of iron burst at the sight. What 1 have
lived through in those moments. 1 can never
describe.
There are other institutions besides this
one, and 1 have visited them all. l will tell
you of just one more. This is an Orphan
Asylum housing seventy-fys children Their
fathers and mothers either fell on the bat-
tlefields or died of starvation These chill
dren. too, would have died-many of them
did die-had not this institution taken them
under it's merciful wings and saved their
lives. Here is an example. A little girl of
seven is lying in a crib. She is as small as
the ordinary child of two. She Is unable to
speak. Her eyes, big black Jewish eyes. are
seemingly larger than the face in which they
are set. The doctor who accompanies me,
assures me she has chances of living. But
would not death be q blessing to herP I
wander from one child to another, thinking.
These are human creatures. Not SO long
ago their fathers and mothers were happy
with them, were amused by their childish
pranks, hoped for them, prayed for them.
Breadi-The Cry Answer 20 Queries
Follow me now to private dwellings. Pic
ture a room about the size of the ordinary
American dining-room. This is the entire
house. The floor is bare; and filth, dis
gushing filth is all about. In such a room
are housed from four to nine persons.
These people do not speak. Ask them
something, and they will look at your hands
to see if you brought them bread. If you
do bring them anything, they will grab it
from your hands quickly. Even the stronger
ones among them-when you ask them for
their names, answer, Bread! Ask them
now long lney nave Deen thus, and they
will answer, Bread! Ask them il they have
any relatives in America. and they will an
swer, Bread! Not another word; not an
other thought comes to their minds! And
in this state. the typhus, the terrible typus,
is transmitted from one to another. Not a
house without a case of typhus! You be-
gin to think yourself criminal for SO expos
ing yourself and the very next
moment you are Disguised with yourself for
fearing for your own hide.
Enough for these scenes! I cannot, I
must not. go on with them any longer.
Suffice it to say, that of twenty-five thou
sand Jews in Pinsk, fifteen Thousand are
hungry, eight thousand up and begging,
and seven thousand helpless in their homes.
in their beds.
And now. my friend. put yourself In my
place. After you have lived in this city four
days and drunk your cupful of misery and
suffering: after you have organized a COM