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title: 'The Day book. (Chicago, Ill.) 1911-1917, July 29, 1913, Image 21',
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IT TOOK JUDGE UHLIR'S KNOWLEDGE OF
HUMAN NATURE TO BRING OUT EXTRA TEN
BY JANE WHITAKER
"Going, going, gone one wife."
Max Blumberg had her and he didn't want her. Mrs. Blumberg didn't
care very much about that, but she was determined that if Max got rid of
her it was going to cost him $50, and Max wanted to skin the price down
Hence they were in, the Court of Domestic Relations.
"What seems to be the trouble here?" Judge Uhlir asked Max.
Max is a very little moon-faced man who always seems to be laughing
even when he is crying. He has six children. He is quite proud of that
fact, and more proud because they are his first wife's children and not the
possession of the present Mrs. Max.
"She. didn't feed my children. She didn't give them enough to .eat."
"Well, she says you threw her out," the judge suggested.
"Are you perfectly willing to take her back?"
"Why, she don't take care of the children."
"Oh, she'll take care of the children all right, won't you?" the judge
asked the wife who was on the auc
As Mrs. Max doesn't speak English,
her niece translated this- question
and Mrs. Max gave a placid affirma
tion. She seemed the most disinter
ested of the party. She wanted $50
to return to the old country, or she
wanted Max to provide for her.
But Max didn't want her back.
That was apparent.
"Then you better give her the $50
to go to the old country," the judge
"I can only give $40."
The officer from the Legal Aid So
ciety whispered to me:. "He wants
to save that $10. He asked me how
soon he could get a divorce so he
could marryagain and have a mother
for his six children."
"Well, if you won't take her back
and you can't give her $50, how much
money can you let her have a week
toward fcer support?" the judge
"Why," Max shrugged his shoul
ders. "I can let her have maybe half
a dollar, but I got my six childreri and
I gotta take care of them and me
before I dp anything for her. Maybe
I could give her a dollar."
"You don't want to do anything,
do you?" Judge Uhlir' prompted. "I
think you better raise that $50 and
let her go to the old country."
"She don't need $50," spoke Max's
sister. She can go in steerage."
"Why, the idea," said the niece of
Mrs. Max. "I am giving her $50
myself It will take a hundred dol
lars." "Well, Max, it is up to you. Shall
I send you to the Bridewell?"
Max shrugged his shoulders. "Then
my children will starve," he explain
ed with a "do your worst, I cannot
help myself" expression on his moon
And after many pleadings in every
possible direction, while Max still re
mained obdurate, the judge gave him
six months in the Bridewell.
But the order wasn't entered, for
Judge Uhlir is a student of human
nature, and he knew half an hour of
reflection might change Max' de
cision. It did. . Just thirty minutes later
he sent out word that he would pay
the $50, and was brought before the
There was one tear still wet on his
face, and the struggle he had beea
through was very evident