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FELIX RIESENB RG,
SYNOPSIS: • Johnny Breen, 16 years
old, who had spent all of his life a-
board a Hudson river tugboat plying
near New York, is i;ossed into the
river in a terrific collision which
sinks the tug, drowns his mother
and the roan he called father. Ig-
norant, unschooled, and feardriven,
he drags himself ashore, hides in
the friendly darkness of a huge
covered' truck --only to be kicked out
at dawn—land into the midst of a
tough gang of river rat boys who
beat and chase him. He escapes
and, exhausted, tumbles into a bases
mentdoorway. Later, he hears the
trap door slammed, a padlock snap-
ped down --and he is trapped,
NOW GO ON WITH THE ,STORY
"Seckel Heckel"
"Yes, pa."
"Vill you shed de vawter off ?"
"Papa, it iss off."
"Vet you dell me, Becka? Id don'd
run? I heared id. Do vot I told you
vill you?" ' Channen Lipvitch' hob -
TIME TABLE
Trains will arrive at and depart from,
Clinton as follows:
Buffalo and Goderich Div.
',Going Hast, depart 6.58
'Going East depart 3.05
'Going West, depart 11.55
London, Huron & Brace
,Going South 3.08
,Going Nortb. 11.58
a.m
p.m.
eau.
p.m.
p.m,
a m,
hard yellow laundry soap land • war
working up a lather; his hair and
face were streaming wet. Tlre'boy
caught a glimpse of . her, his eyes,
were wide with feare blue eyes. She
smiled at hint. Then she turned
hurriedly, her skirts up over hey
knees—{her stockings were new and
she made the most of the occasion.
Breathlessly she jumped down into
the Lipviteh living -room. "It's a
boigler," she declared, almost faint-
ing. Tremendous excitement pre-
vailed in the Lipvitch home.
"Quick, Papa, quick," Mrs. Lip-
vitch and Mrs. Yartin were urging
and helping the reluctant Lipvitch at
the window. Suddenly the water
stopped. Lipvitch,' in the area,
caught a glimpse of a boy's face at
the broken window. The little man,
lie was a head shorter than his wife,
struggled to command his voice. He
did not look formidable in his black
silk skull cap. His features worked
convulsively.
"Vet iss! Vot ]sal" Ile exclaimed
excitedly. The boy looked harmless,
frightened. "Viii you come oudt?"
bled back through the basement, to
the rear room. He shuffled, his
feet at an angle, his bearded face
assuming an air of comical severity.
It was an occasion and Channon Lip
vitch, certain of his ground, deter-
mined to correct his daughter. Con-
versation, in the rear living sleeping
room, came to a stop; the loud voic-
es quieting while the splash of run-
ning water sounded from without.
"So you told it lies to me On 'Shah -
bits?" IIo bristled, but Becka, more
voluble than her father, iustaritly re-
plied.-
"It's
e-
plied."It's in back, Pa. Don't be so sud-
dent with calling ore a liar. It's in
the house in back. I hear it splash,
ing, like you."
But Chanon Lipviteh wee right.
Water was splashing, if not in their
apartment, then near by. IIa. he tva9
right; his ears were not stuffed up.
Water taxes were ever in his mind
when faucets flowed, "Vel," he said.
"ered it off vydmr'dYnu? Dell
me
who iss making sooch a• splash on
Shabbas?" He was a strict man with
his family --in the presence of visit
torr.
The girl, big for her age and plump
with an almost premature develop-
ment, laughing and giggling, climb-
ed through a rear windcw of the Lip..
vitch Home, the •living, sleeping, eat-
ing -room in back of the Clothing :Em-
porium—iNew and Second hand. She
had to make a high step, a very high
step, for they were on the basement
floor, and the sibs were high. Her
skirt was tight and long, in fact, as
she stretched one leg through the
windcw, the other was uncovered far
above the knee; a plump shapely leg.
Becka, standing on tiptoes, her
skirts lifted unnecessarily high, peer
ed across the narrow area :between
the buildings. Through. a beolcen
window pane she saw a boy 'splash
ing over a rusty sink, under a tap of
running water. He held a -piece of
THE McKILLOP MUTUAL
Fire Insurance Company
Head Office, Seaforth, Ont.
President, J. Bennewies, Brodhag-'
en, vice-president, James 'Connolly,
Goderich. Sec: treasurer, D. F. Mc-
Gregor, Seaforth.
Directors: Thomas Moylan, R. R.
No. 5, Seaforth; James Shouldice,
Walton; Wm. Knox, Londesboro;
Robt. rends, Blyth; John Pepper,
Brucefield; A. Broadfoot, Seaforth;
G. R. McCartney, Seaforth.
Agents: W. J. Yea, R.R. No. 3,
Clinton; Jahn Murray, Seaforth;
James Watt, Blyth; Ed. Pinchley,
Seaforth.
Any money to be paid may be paid
to the Royal Bank, Clinton; Bank of
Commerce, Seaforth, cu at Calvie
Cutts Grocery, Goderich
Parties desiring to effect' insur-
ance or transact other business will
be promptly attended to on appliea,
tion to any of the above officers
addressed to their respective post of-
fices. Losses inspected by the direc-
tor who lives nearest the scene.
Lipvitch screamed. "Or if you don'd,
I—I—call polize.'n
"Papa, it's only a boy." Becka was
again climbing through the window.
"Here, boy, come out to us." She
rapped and rattled the weathered
sash.
"Id's only a poy. Only a poy" M:r.
Lipvitch announced, as if terribly dis-
appointed. He greeted Johnny with
a smile, and held out a scrawny hand
to the strong fist of the boy, who
leaped up without effort, a reggae.
desperate waif with wet hair and
shining eyes. But Channon Lipvitch
was triumphant. He had proven
himself, with the help of circum-'
stances. Before one's family and
friends, bravery is a virtue.
The Lipvitch Clothing Emporium—
"New and Second Hand"—was noe
unlike the barge Cavalier, in shape.
at least.
It was a nice little business, buy-
ing and gelling. In the back, branch.,
ing frcm a dark, narrow hallway with
a splintered pine floor, were the work
rcems lit by naked yellow gas jets
and crowded during ten hours of the
day with operators on pants and
vests. Lipvitch took in piece work on
the less difficult parts of manufac-
ture, hiring his help from the tene-
ments of the street. I-Iis stock did
not spoil, he bought cheap and sold
at a profit, even when protesting
with vehemence that his loss war
great. Beck of the two work rooms
came the kitchen., small and dark, op,
ening to the living room in the rear.
At one side of this, hack of a.sink, tc
save plumbing, WAS the bathroom.
And the back roan. the home of the
Lipvitch family, where they enter-
tained their friends, ate their' meals
and slept, stretceied the -full seven-
teen feet from party wall to party
wall. Here father. mother, Becka
and the twins, Muriel and Constance,
the latter just able to walk, were
sheltered.
In the living room there were two
beds, covered by colored spreads by
day and shoved against the wall
farthest from the windows, to get a-
way from the night air. Becka and
the twins slept on one of these and
Mr. and Mrs, Lipvitch occupied thr
ether. With the advent of Johnny
Breen, a cot, from a nearby second
hand store, was placed beneath one
-df the windows.
Cisamnon Lipvitch, like the heads
of many families preponderant on the
female side, felt himself overshadow-
ed 'by the growing impudence of
1?ecka, added to the volubility of
Mrs, Lipvitch. A shrewd general in
a trade, he was limp in the bands of
his wife and daughter. To him trade
was art; it was life, and life depend-
ed
ecupon the teeming, crowding, mn1-
tittide who, swarmed and squirmed in
the alleys of the, town—it was a good
place, this city, so full of customers
always close' at hand.
On the Saturday afternoon:..'of
Johnny's introduction to the city his
rv,'1
THURS., . JULY 14, 1932
reception in the back room of the
Clothing Emporium took on the pro-
portions of an event. Johnny's story
given amid greedy mastication of
peed rolls and gulps of tears and
lukewarm coffee, thrilled the com-
pany with a sympathy grown quick
through the age -long persecution of
their race --a sympathy leading to
monumental works of . chastity within
the . city. Tears coursed downhis
cheeks as he repeated, "My mother
is drowned, my mother is drowned!"
The "ay, oy, oy" of Mrs. Lipvitch
and Mrs. Yartin punctuated . the
story: Mrs. .Blumgren, with large,
wondering brown eyes, cried in sym-
pathy, while Becka dried his clothes.
and sewed on buttons.
"You are staying by us, now,"
Becka spoke to Johnny, smiling, her
face close to- his. Tears welled to
his eyes. He was terribly tired;
!cin.dness cut through hien like a
knife.
Johnny slept on a cot in the cor-
ner. He drifted off into oblivion,
exhaustion and exaltation crowding
back the events of the previous day
and night. '.
Days of bewildering complexity
followed on his establishment in tha
family of Channon Lipvitch, as a
cousin from the farm, for so Elkan
Nesser, a malamud, advised. Slowly
the river dimmed. Johnny Breen
learned of synagogues and rabbis.
He thought the whole world consist -
ted of the river and the Ghetto, noth-
ing else. Becka became a dominant
force in the direction of his emotions.
He burst out of his clothes, his strong
body never tired. He could lift Becka
high up so she might reach the top
shelves in the shop; she was often
needing things there, and then, sud-
denly, he refused to lift her. hue
climbed up himself and found neth-
ing.
John had achieved a prime requis-
ite for wordly success. He was known
four and five blocks' away as "Fight-
ing Lipvitch." He became a cele,
brity, nothing less, elevated above
the boys on the street; on a par, in
fact, •with young men four and five
years his senior in point of age and
a decade beyond 'hien in worldly lore.
The Grogan Gang, out for revenge,
cruised the Ghetto, John Breen, with
brass knuckledusters en his pockets,
a reckless light • in his eyes, fought
when there were no more than two
mensely rich, looking about for
worthy daughters of Israel He sus-
pected that ;miles and' miles beyond'
them lay vast territories unexplored.
A
month in the Clothing Emporium
—!New, and Second Hand—found John
Breen part of a routine that included
every phase of the business, that is,
every phase of it but the receipt of
wages. John lay awake at night reg
viewing the bitter struggle and -Work-
ed the harder by day, He arose e
five -thirty, an hour before Lipvitch,
and in the dark, murky room be slip-
ped on his trousers, and with shirt
He was suddenly confronted by a crowd of tong&
or three, and took to his heels before
a gang. He rather liked fighting,
it added to his popularity. He be-
gan to absorb the philosophy of the
Ghetto, the kindly brotherhood of
those who live within the pale. He
also absorbed -a tremendous stock of
self-conceit and confidence. Once
he bit a rash young man such a
terrific crack, the blow landed on his
chin, that the victim lay for a half
hcur unconscious. The story grew
by telling and the fame of John Breen
1 tock an added stature.
Fighting kept his mind alert and
made him wary, while dim thoughts
of thinks beyond the tenements of
wide avenues and great mansions,
crossed his consciousness in dreams.
John learned that millionaires were
in the city, powerful, kindly, and ini-
Local
in hand, went to the littered tub,
In those mornings John worked
hard and fast to get out on the street
and then he idled about until the
coming of Lipvitch. The street wail
an endless show, a constantly chang-
ing tapestry with human figures/
hung on human frames of brick.
As the mornings followed each oth-
er and his fame expanded, John Breen
kept a wary eye for ruffians trudg-
ing to aid from the river. His eta-e-
at
tayat the Clothing Emporium became
more and more perilous. The Gro-
gan Gang was "laying" for hint. He
avoided the river front and kept a-
way from the Bowery: Once, on a
Saturday night, walking with Becica,
arm in arm, and deep in the myster-
ies of river lore, for John told bee
everything he could remember, he`
was suddenly confronted by a crowd
tailersawm
They .we`` o
les Assista
You know thoroughly well that you
have power, in your store, to influence the de-
cision of your customers in regard to what
they buy front you. Your customers rely on
you to give them produets which, in use or con-
sumption, will give them complete satisfaction.
You know and your customers know
that, in regard to nearly' every class of product,
there are several brands of equal merit. Thus,
A's soup is the equal to B's or C's soup; D's
shoes are the equal to E's or F's shoes; G's radio
sots are the equal of H's or I's sets; J's hosiery
is the equal to K's or L's hosiery; M's electric
washing machine or refrigerator is the equal to
N's or O's washing machine or refrigerator;
and' so on and so on.
Makers of advertised products recognize
that you have access to the attention and favor
of several hundred buyers—your regular and
irregular customers, and they want to use your
distribution facilities for their advantage. But
are they willing, in(every instance, to assist you
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in every instance to assist you to sell their pro-
duct, if you stock it, assist you
with a series of local advertisements, to be pub-
lished in this newspaper?
They say that they will provide you
with plenty of window and counter display ma-
terial, and printed 'matter; but quite too often
they decline to use local advertising, in the.
newspaper, over your name!
ce!
of toughs.
"That's 'im! That's tha fightin'
leyke!"
Set on from front and back hewas
unmercifully neaten, kicked and
mauled: Becka, screaming, ran to
the corner crying, "Molder, perliee!-
molder, — Penlice!" Her; frantic
screams were heard for a hiook and
a' cop, povidentially near, rushed to
the scene in time to. save John Breen
from complete annihilation.
Becka supported him, carried hint
home, a bl'ood'y battered gladiate"r,
Becka was lite nurse, tended him,
washed his cuts and bruises, and got
raw beefsteak from Mrs. ;Yartin for
his blackened eyes. She sat on his
couch and cried' over him, caressed '
him, her hero.
And so the months went by in a
smother of smells and chatter and
continuous struggle.
As the summer waxed to its -fullest'
heat and high humidity thickened the
air with oppressive damp, the Lip-
vitch family moved out of their bade
room into the rear area of the tene-
ment. Here, with their mattresses
close together, they lay gasping
through the nights, John, prone on
his back, gazed upward on clew/
nights at a slit of heaven. Frequent
domestic arguments sounded baoli
and forth down crowded light shafts
and weird fancies filled John's mind
as he fretted through the hot nights
amid the close incest - of the city
slums.
(Continued' Next Week.)
FOR NON -CHURCH GOERS
The latest London proposal fot
bringing religion to the man in the
street, who doesn't bother about
church -going, is to revive the old idea
of the. religious or miracle play, per-
formed in the open air. These plays,
it is suggested; could he staged' on a
lorry in the streets. Naturally, a cul-
de-sac would have to be selected; but
there is little doubt that they would
attract a crowd: Open-air Shakes-
pearian performances have been giv-
en on lorries in some very poor quar-
ters, and -have been well received: If
the religious plays were well acted,
they would probably get an attentive
enough hearing.
Advertising brings a new world to,
your home.
They tell you that they are spending a
whale of a lot of money in big -city dailies and
in nationally -circulated magazines; but you know
—or can get to know—that In the territory
served by this newspaper upwards of 00 per
cent. of the families Iiving in it do not sub-
scribe to national magazines and big city dailies.
This means that the job of promoting local sales
is to be put on your shoulders.
If it is right to use big city dailies and
nationally -circulated magazines, then, by the
same token, it is right to use local weekly news-
papers! It is no compliment to you as a retailer
or to the buyers of this town and territory for a
national advertiser to decline to advertise his
product in this newspaper.
You can get much more advertising for
your store and stock than you are now getting,
if you insist, as a condition of stocking a parti-
cular product, that it be Iocally advertised in this
newspaper.
(N.B.: Show this advertise-
ment to men who urge you to stock and
push the sale of their goods, yet who tell
you that their firm cannot assist their
local sale by advertising).