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A WEEKLY JOURNAL DEVOTED TO SOCIAL INTERESTS AND PROGRESSIVE JUDAISM. CHICAGO, JUNE 28, 1878. VOL. I No. 3 NIGHTFALL, BY H. S. A. The village now is hushed to rest, The calm of night has sway: The weary rest, the tired repose From cares and toils of day. Ensconced in ev’ning’s dusky pall, From busy scenes of life, Iteward is theirs for lending help ’Gainst day-time’s envious strife. So, to imagin, it will be, When earthly cares are done; A gentle exit from this world To rest so nobly won! —Sat. Journal. MRS. SHODDY VS. MRS. CHAPKOVSKY. The “ups and downs” of business men of Shoddy’s stamp are too well known to the general reader to need description here. I will say, in brief, that my Shoddy had one or two failures, one or two accidents on street-railway cars .<the latter are of ths same necessity as, me^rnier*??) speculators, who have lo run up and down town several times a day), and at last he grew very rich, he resided in a beautiful brown stone man sion in a fashionable street up town, and spent his days down town, of course, and his evenings at home. Down town the usual business was carried on : mortgages, good-wills, etc. At home May the reader peruse the following sketch of what I saw, once upon an evening, when I came to Mr. Shoddy with a friend, who wished to be intro duced. “Your names, if you please ?” asked the servant who had opened the door. “You know me, I have been here before,” I answered. “Yes, if you please, but the other gentleman ?” “A friend of mine.” The door of the dining-room, at the end of the hall, opened, and Mrs, Shod dy’s stately figure appeared. “Ask the gentlemen to step in, you stupid thing,” ejaculated the lady. “Come in, Mr. G., come in ; we are all sitting here.” “Good evening, Mrs. Shoddy. Is Mr. Shoddy in ? I have a friend with me wThom I desire to introduce to you.— Mr. B., Mrs. Shoddy—Mrs. Shoddy, Mr. B.” Mr. Shoddy was at home, and the introduction went round. In the spacious dining-room there were the master and mistress of the house; their eldest son, a youth of about twenty-five years (in business with his father); their younger son, a perfect idler, of about sixteen years ; three boys between the ages of thirteen and eight years, and an elderly gentle man, with a tall, well proportioned figure, a long but very fine face, adorned with a beard, which was kept in very graceful order. He was dressed in a long coat, and wore a velvet cap on his head, in the orthodox style, but every thing on*him looked so clean and neat that even the most desperate reformer might wish to wear the same orthodox attire under the same conditions. It was Mr. H. who instructed the young Shoddys in the Hebrew tongue. He was in the highest favor with Mrs. Shoddy, and very highly respected by the master of the house. Why the for mer favored him I can not conjecture. He spoke peculiarly bad German, and his voice was thin and cracked, and was very shrill when he tried to raise it in the heat of debate. It might have been his cleanly appearance and also his habit of deriding the Polaks (although he was a native of Poland himself), that won for him the good graces of Mrs. Shoddy. Mr. Shoddy respected him for his Hebrew learning. The young Shoddys were afraid of him, because, outside of the frequency with which he applied his list to their ribs during ,his lessons,'he needed only to hint a Com plaint to their mother, and their ears were pulled or their cheeks slapped. Mr. Shoddy, a man of about forty-five years of age, of medium bight, well proportion ed, but of sickly appearance, and with hair too gray for his age, sits at the table. “Ah, Mr. Gr.,” said Mr. Shoddy, “I am glad you have come. We were just speaking with Mr. H. about-.” Mrs. Shoddy interrupted her husband with some remark. We sat down and conversed on about twenty different topics, but Mr. Shoddy never referred to the subject of his controversy with Mr. H.; he spoke very little the whole evening. Mr. II. poured out all the viols of his rage against “the Reformers,” and his contempt for the Polaks. The children made a noise in the other room, and Mr. II. went out and silenced them. “Mr. Shoddy,” said I, “you have prom ised to lend me a volume of Dr. Raphael’s Occident. ” “Oli, yes, I will let you have it.” and he made a motion as though he intended to go and get it, hut he suddenly sat down, adding, “But I can not do it just now,” and maintained a demure and sullen silence for the rest of the evening. “Are you through with the book I have lent you ?” I asked. “I have not read it yet,” answered Mrs. Shoddy. “My husband, I presume, is through with it the fifth time, for he has read it for the last five weeks.” We heard voices up-stairs. Mrs. Shoddy told us that her daughter is in the drawing-room with some friends, and if we desired to step up, they would be pleased to have our company there. Of course I wanted to introduce my friend to Miss Shoddy. We all started for the drawing-room. Mrs. Shoddy turned to her husband, and said : “You have complained about a head ache. They will probably sing and play a little up-stairs, and the noise may do you no good.” The poor man sat down with a groan. The elder son said : “I will remain here with father,” but his mother persisted that he should go along. Miss Pumper nickel was there. He went along with a sigh. The steps which we mounted were elegant. The hall up-stairs was lit with skylight chandeliers of the newest fash ion. The drawing-room was simply gorgeous. Four or five young ladies with two or three young gentlemen were in the room. Miss Shoddy sat at the piano, which was open. She was a plump, fair-complexioned girl of about eighteen years of age. By her manners you could see that she could better dance a waltz than play it, and play a waltz better than hem a handkerchief; she could talk better than write, and pfrumutT’ce in ore 'correctly than spell a word. She was a willful sj)oilcd child ; she was the only daughter of Mrs. and Mr. Shoddy. We were of course welcomed by the party. Some pieces were sung and played. Mrs. Shoddy withdrew with Mr. H. into the next room ; she had some important business to talk to him. The elder Shoddy sat down by me and spoke very bitterly against Mr. H. He said that since that man was a visitor at their house, Mrs. Shoddy treated her husband shamefully. “It was a shame,” he said, “to leave father alone down-stairs.” “Why did he not come up ?” I asked. “Because mother did not want him to. She always excludes him from company, and oftentimes sends him to bed at seven in the evening while she remains up with the young folks till midnight.” “Let us go down to him now,” I said. “Well,” hesitatingly ; “yes ; come Mr. Gr.” We met Mr. Shoddy in the hall down stairs. His eyes were red ; his face heated. “Where are you going, Mr. Shoddy ? We were just coining to keep you company a little.” “Never mind me, Mr. G. I have just taken some medicine and will go to bed. I shall come to see you to-morrow dur ing the day. Good night now. Go up stairs and enjoy yourself. I am going to bed. Never mind me. Good night,” and he staggered off. Mrs. Shoddy came down stairs. The children were in the dining-room. “Mamma,” said a young hopeful, “papa went to bed,” and he pointed at a brandy bottle that stood on a little table near the buffet. Mrs. Shoddy sent her children to bed. “It is sickening ; let us go,” whispered my friend. We took leave, and left the house of the opulent Mr. Shoddy. About two months after the event described above, I read in the morning papers a paragraph to the following etfect: “Mr. J. Shoddy, of 444-street has committed suicide. He lias been found this morning hanging in the back yard of his beautiful mansion—the rope fastened to the railing of the veranda. He evidently fastened the rope to the railing and to bis neck, and ended his life by jumping over the railing. His death must have been instantaneous. Insanity is alleged as the cause of this act, and no other reason can be guessed at, as Mr. Shoddy was a very rich man and enjoyed the comforts of an elegant home and of an affectionate family.” I was horrified when I read it, and the first thing I did was to run down to the house to ascertain the truth of the statement. Alas ! it was but too true. Poor Jacob Shoddy ! It was vour desti nation to come to this land, to learn “how to walk and even to dance with your head suspended in the air, to marry a lady with such a pure German accent, as they have no idea of in your native land ; to amass such riches as your poor, good old mother had never seen even in her dreams, and to die at last with “your legs suspended in the air!” You have led a comfortable life, if the testimony of the newspapers be taken for it. You have left behind you five or six childern who are well cared for with regard to pecuniary affairs, and a wife in the prime of health and strength, who has helped you to attain such an enviable position in the world. Mayest thou rest in peace, and may comfort reach the hearts of those who mourn after thee. May thy good and brave lady draw consolation from the wisdom of the pious Mr. H. who is still the guide and instructor of thy children, and also from the consciousness that she has been such a great help to you. I have met Mrs. Shoddy in the street. Although she was dressed in deep mourn ing she looked as though she were com forted after the severe loss she had sustained. “Truly she is a brave woman —I thought—and may have some right to the title of an exemplary wife !” ENI) OF PART I. Part II. Mrs. Chaplcowsky and her husband; or, Lead and Tin. A poor, sickly man arrived once in Rumshiskok, a small town in Lithuania, with his child, a boy of about nine years. That man took sick and died soon after his arrival, bequeathing his poor child to the poor Jewish community. Nobody knew where the man came from ; all that was known was that he was a wid