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The day book. (Chicago, Ill.) 1911-1917, January 20, 1914, NOON EDITION, Image 18

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By Frank Filson.
(Copyright by W. G. Chapman.)
Althought the New Year of his own
people was celebrated more than
three months earlierIsaac Mandel
stamm rejoiced in keeping festival
upon the New Year of the nation of
which he felt himself to be an in
tegral part. It was more than forty
years since he had arrived from Rus
sia and opened a little tailor's shop on
the lower East Side. His sons and
daughters had prospered and had
V? -
"I Know What You're Thinking Of,
moved uptown, but old Isaac and his
wife Rebekah still lived in the modest
tenement in which their children had
been born and had grown to man
hood and womanhood.
Every December 31 there was a
reunion like this one. Abraham and
his wife Yetta had motored down
from their country home near Yonk
ers with their children, Morris and
Fnink. .Isidor, part owner of a de
partment store, had brought his wife
and daughter. Rachel, the school
teacher, had brought her fiancef Mey
er Seidlitz; and there were Philip, the
rising young lawyer, and MarcuSthe
architect, who had only begun, to
prosper after several years of ob-
scurity. Only one child was absent
Lawrence, the youngest, and the
Benjamin of his father's old age.'
No matter what the passing year
had brought forth, each child of thev
aged couple made it a point of honor
to pay respects to his parents by din
ing with them in the little flat. Every
body looked forward to this annual
gathering. They were the happiest
people in the world as they took their
places t the table. Isaac, a hale oc
togenarian, sat at the table, wearing
his black skull cap, and began sharp- .
ening the carving knife. At the foot
his wife sat facing him, her wrinkled
face smiling, her eyes beaming with
love -as she gazed upon her children.
Abraham, the financier, and Isidor,
the merchant, fraternized on equal
terms with Marcus, who was just be
ginning to emerge above the horizon 1
of success, and Rachel and Philip,
who had not seen each other for
months, were so preoccupied that
Meyer Seidlitz felt a pang of jealousy,
in spite of the fact that they were'
brother and sister. The turkey was
sizzling in its rich brown gravy, the
potatoes seemed ready to melt inside
their jackets ,the celery was crisp
and dainty, the olives gleamed -lusciously,
and there . was an inviting
sparkle of cut glass and silverware.
Just as old Isaac took up the carv
ing knife his Wife held up her iand.
"We- are thirteen at table," she ex
claimed. Each looked at the.other. Nobody .;
believed in the foolish legend of dis- .
aster, and yet somehow the discovery
cast a gloom over the gathering. .,
"What's the odds?" asked 'Abra
ham. "Who believes in that, I'd like
to know?" ' v
But old Rebekah had been failing,
land to continue with the meal seemed

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