Norwich Bulletin Newspaper, April 29, 1922, Page 8

GALES FERRY Mr. and Mrs. Waiter M. Buckingham on the tenth anniversary of their mar- rage entertained at dinner Monday even- ing at their home in the village. Covers were lald for fourteen. The guests in- ciuded Mr. and Mra J. Frank Clark, jarents of Mrs Buckingham, with Miss Florine Scofield, Mr. and Mrs. W. H. Oat, Mrs. Harvey M. Briggs, Mr. and Mrs. Lester Greenman, Mrs. F. Barnes, Charles Olson and Day ore, all of Norwich. Mr. and Mrs. Buckingham re- seived congratuiations gifts of flowers, money, and aluminum ware. At the fortnightly business meeting of the Village Improvement association in the Country club house Monday evening the first vice president, Rev. Allen Shaw Bush, presided in the absence of the president, R. Povey. On landscape gardening. Mrs. A. S. Bush, chairman of the committee, reported progress in the plowing and seeding the memorial plot on the Milltary highway. Mrs. Bush's committee remains as last year, Tracy Bmith aiid Peter Hoffman, for the work. The new committee on fire prevention re- ported having held two informal meet- ings. Miss Dorothy Birch, president of the Juniors, reported that they had en- tered a flower garden contest, and A. J. Brendage of Storrs Agricultural college had heiped them with new ideas for the work. Secretary Parker announced that the president, D. R. Povey, has appointed this (Saturday) afternoon as clean-up day for the village. It was voted to re- guce the membership dues for 1922 from ¥1 to 50 cents. Daylight saving time vas considered by the meeting and a vote taken favored it. Rev. Mr. Bush, who had prepared a sketch of the early his- tory of Gales Ferry and the early settle- ments on the east side of the Thames river, spoke of the Brewster family, which settled at Brewster's Neck the Allyn family at Allyn's Point and the Stoddard family at Ggles Ferry. Roger Gale had the first frdnchise for a ferry between the village and the opposite side of the river, now Montville, about 1770. The name of this village was established has continued Gales Ferry. A chalr, ith arms, was on exhibition, loaned by Mrs. Charles H. Comstook, that was for- merly in the Gale home here. This chalr is in an excellent state of preservation. ough over 150 years old The lesson for the home nursing class Wednesday afternoon, with Miss Coakley, Red Crose nurse, was care of patients with communicable diseases. The lesson week is common allments and Lydia H. Chase of Portsmouth, R. I, who has been a guest at the home of Rev. and Mrs. Roderick Macl« 4 in Hanover, is now visiting her son, Ricuard H. Chase, at Long Cove. Mrs. Aarmon L. Perkins was in Nor- wich Town Monday to visit her brother, apman, who underwent an op- week for the removal of 3 one eye. It is said the as successful and Mr. Chap- king favorable recovery. nthrop Hurlbutt is bullding s nd garage 18x40 feet at Woodlawn Stmmons of the Bon Ton Girls' who have been in the middle closed the season Saturday at St. Louis. Mr. Sfmmons returned to home in the village Tuesday. Mrs. ons had opened the house some weeks ago. There was no school Wednesday after- er, Mrs. Winifred spelling contest in hool, Montville, when from several the contest. Gor- the village pis teacher. ited by a spank from e train due at Gales ednesday, below - the y toward the build- of Albertus H. Dean. 71d saved the bufldings attended the norial s2hool, ON H. Standish and ssing gratitude to neighbors for kindness, { y during the six weeks | rantine while their seriously il with +in Abel of Norwich spent the week | er, Mrs. Ida Abel. s meeting of the | held at the home of 8. Goodw Monday evening. The owed all biils paid casury. mid-week praver meeting was held s of A. A Boothby Wednes- ational church and Y. P. raised $50 for the Near 1 nith at Ing-hok, ina, for his work, and $10 to Indla. Mr. and Mrs. Henry Sweet and daugh- ter have gone to Norfolk to open the i inn for the summer. has been spending a her parents in Malden, xie received this week 400 th Rock’ chickens from A number from this place attended the pictures at the Community club, Goshen, last Thursday night Mr. and Mrs. Austin Wade of Willi- mantic are moving to the tenement own- ed by W. A. Pultz has purchased from Hen- the house now occupled by on of Norwich spent hte ith her parents. Mr. and Mra. on Miss Lucy Bill of Norwich is spending 2 week with her aunt, Mrs. Ida M. Abel. Miss Marion Blakesles of Farmington a guest for & few days last week &t home of Mr. and Mrs. Byron Blakes- w lee. Mrs. Martin Eisemschmid with her in- tant daughter Bernice returns today (Saturday) from a private hospital in Willimantic. Her two littie girls, Freida and Eunice, have been staying with Mrs, Charles Geer. Leroy Burgeas has entered the employ of Jordon Bros. in Willimantic. Misses Mary and Julla Standish have returned home after spending alx weeks with Mra. E. A. Hoxle. C. H. Foster is having a cement stable put In his cattls barn Elmer and Clarence Geer had a mim- ing machine installed the past week. Mr. and Mrs. Clark H. Standish and tamily and Earl Hoxle motored to Storrs college Sundey. — ANDOVER A number attended the funeral of Miss Mary Brown last Saturday held at her bome, with burial in Hebron cemetery. Rev. and Mrs Frank White of Boston were in town last week, staying with the brother, Winthrop White, and attending the funeral of Mary Brown. Mr. and Mrs. Fred Olds arrived home week Monday from Florida, bringing & mother goat and kid Mre. Sherman Bishop were In (o] F you are a Jew, you are asked to read this message. You are asked to devote a few mo- ments of really earnest thought to a mat- ter of transcendent importance. You are asked nothing less than to help make hi?— tory. Upon what you do, or fail to do, at this moment, the future of millions will depend. * ¥ * Thirty-two centuries ago, one of the great figures of human history, Moses, led a little band of intrepid people out into the world upon a great adventure. They had been slaves under one of the mightiest of ancient Egyptian despots—one of a score of other conquered tribes, so many of which have been wiped out —spurlos versenkt — by fire and blood and sword in the course of history. But this little band was not to be wiped out. They were rebels in an age when it took a truly brave heart to dare even to think of being free. One of them was an ancestor of yours. They broke their way out of Egypt—your ancestor among them, remember — enduring unimaginable hardships, crossing sea and des- ert, fighting incessantly as they went, until they arrived at a land, Canaan, where they established themselves and laid the founda- tions of a nation. There, for over fifteen hundred years—for almost fifteen times the ‘period that this na- tion of ours has existed—in a time when tu- multuous movements of population were tak- ing place all over the known world, the still hardy descendants of these hardy pioneers hung on to the little edge of the world they called their own, repelling grimly and bravely the attacks of mighty empires that surrounded them. ey And they became one of the great peoples of antiquity. Great not in size, but great, surely, in achievement. For, through their prophets and poets and religious teachers, this little group of ancient people, with Greece and Rome, impressed “their influence more pro- foundly upon modern civilization than any other race in history. Then at last, Rome destroyed them. They could not withstand the irresistible march of Roman conquest. But they would not be sub- dued. There was continual insubordination, insurrection, armed rebellion, until at last in desperation one of the Caesars detarmined ut- terly to destroy “this stubborn, stifi-necked people.” Their beloved land, sacred to them, fruitful for over fifteen hundred years, was laid bare and desolate; their cities were razed to the ground; by the tens of thousands they were butchered or were driven out of Palestine into the slave markets of Rome and Alexandria. Judaea was no more! * * = Such has been the fate of many a people in history. Itis a common story. And the usual end to the story is—extinction. The scattered people, rooted away from the soil on which it throve so lustily, dies out quickly; it is anni- hilated, it becomes a memory. But the remarkable thing about this ro- mance of an ancient people is—that it did not end at this point. Uprooted from their an- cient homeland, they still took something away with them; they took their books and their culture with them; they took with them a good physical and intellectual inheritance; a con- suming love of freedom; a passion for truth and learning; a burning impatience with in- justice; a “practical idealism” that the bitter- est misfortune could not sour nor extinguish. Scattered like leaves over the ancient world— penniless, homeldss, cruelly down-trodden wanderers—they still survived by reason of this ancient heritage . There is no need to recount to you what happened to the remnants of this people in the next two thousand vears. Theirs has been an almost continuous mat-, tyrdom in behalf of freedom of conscience. What lands. have they not been in? What na- Samuel Untermyer Honorary Chairman o o o 250 tions have not oppressed them? They have been the prey for ages of superstition and big- otry and intolerance; they have been burned at the stakes by tens of thousands; they have been tortured on rack and screw; they have been the mark through centuries for the slan- der and lies of the ignorant; during the middle ages they were driven wholsale—poverty- stricken, defenceless—from one city into an- other; from one land into another. * * * And to what end did they bear all this? At any time these ancestors of yours could have escaped this life of perpetual persecution and discrimination by assuming to believe what they did not believe. It was a very simple matter. Tens of thousands of them did so—yes, probably hundreds of thousands. But your ancestors were not among those who renounced their heritage. Why were they not —have you ever thought? Because, consciously or unconsciously, they wanted to transmit to their children, and to their children’s children—to you who read this —something of the quality that they them- selves had received, unimpaired and strong, from their own fathers. They made you what you are, one of these patient, humble, heroic men and women. If there is any quality within yourself that you respect, be thankful to them! If there is any constancy to an ideal within you, be.thankful to them! If there is any love for truth and justice in you, be thankful to them! If there is any pride of intelligence within you, be thankful to them! What you are, they made you! And all of themi—your father, lus father, and their fathers long before them—all of them are watching within you at this moment, to see how you face a test as searching as any to which they were ever put. * * * * For today every man and woman of Jewish race in the world has had placed before him an unexampled privilege. The crisis in this romance ot a great and ancient people has come! Today the enlightened Powers of the world —empires far greater than Rome, Greece or Egypt ever were—have proclaimed to the Jew- ish people: “You may at last rebuild Pales- tine! You may send your pionecrs there anew! You may rebuild the country. You may make it blossom as it blossomed two thousand years ago. You may establish new industries there! You may again make this Holy land—this land sacred to all the world because of its memories—a little center of light and learning, as it was two thousand years ago. And you may do this under our protection!” * * * This is not a dream, it is hard, stark, naked reality. On November 2, 1917—in the height of the Great War—Arthur James Balfour, a member of the British Cabinet, speaking in the name of his government, made this historic announcement : “His Majesty’s Government views with favor the establishment in Pales- tine of a National Home for the Jewish people, and will use their best endeavors to facilitate the achievement of this ob- ject— The British Government has pledged its word to see Palestine restored to the Jewish people! And this was only the beginning. Within a year other great Powers endorsed this declaration—France, Italy, Japan, China. Woodrow Wilson, on August 8, 1918, placed the stamp of his approval on the Zion- ist movement, which for almost twenty years had been striving for a legally-secured home for Jews in Palestine. President Harding has taken the same stand within the last year, giving public expression to his friendly interest in the Zionist cause. Today, there is hardly a responsible liberal statesman or publicist in the world who does not look upon this project with the heartiest favor and the deepest interest. * * * Is there any romance in history more stir- ring and inspiring than this? A little people establishes a nation on the farthest banks of the Mediterranean thirty-two hundred years ago. For fifteen hundred years it flourishes. It becomes, so far as its value to the world is concerned, a truly great nation. Then it is rooted away ruthlessly from its soil. Its peo- ple are scattered over the world. But they do not die out. They retain something of their original individuality among the races of the world. For two thousand years they go fire and hell to preserve an ideal. And now o (o] o in our day, in this day, under our eyes, this people is given the opportunity, under the pro- tection of great modern states, to attempt to do again what it did thirty;two hundred years LT : * * * And at what a period this historic oppor- tunity comes! It coincides, fatefully, with one of the bitterest tragedies that Jews have been obliged to suffer in all their long history. The Great War and its aftermath have left millions of your brethren in Europe in a condition so pitiful and tragic that those who have seen it, and attempt to describe it, become perforea silent, because of lack of words. The most horrible scenes of the war took place in the centers of Jewish population, in Poland and the Ukraine. Back and forth over these homes the multidudinous armies of Ger- many, Austria and Russia marched, counter- marched and battled — while Jewish soldiers on each side fought against each other. What could possibly become of a population in the midst of such an area? B And even this was not enough! After the declaration of peace, there broke out in these areas, through Poland and the Ukraine, a series of bloodthirsty massacres—at the hands chiefly of irresponsible brigands—that made the old horrible pogroms of the Czars seem, in comparison, like the playful jokes of chil- dren. You have seen photographs of naked chil- dren, with the piteous appeal of hunger in their eyes. You have seen photographs of ragged mothers scouring in waste places to find food for their loved ones. You have seen photographs of corpses in great piles,—men, women and children butchered ruthlessly. You have seen photographs of childien out- rageously wounded—wounded children, mind you! You have seen old, old men and women trudging, trudging along roads — going whither, whither? Only to places where there can be but equal misery, worse famine, deeper despair! It is to tnese people—you should know— that the promised and of Palestine appears today as bright a lodestar as it did to the Israelites in Egypt over three thousand years ago. The strongest and bravest among them, the youngest and eagerest, are craving—simply cravisg—the chance to return'to this land of their fathers In spite of all their misery, they are in- spired as they have never been in the past. They are stinting and scraping and starving themselves to go. - Thousands of them have trampled through Europe to the ports. In the environs of Warsaw alone there are over thirty thousand young men and women waiting— waiting ever—for a slim chance that will take them again into a land of freedom. into their own land of freedom. * * . So the stage is set for the last act in this great moving drama of history. And the end is one you shall write—you who read this. You are the hand of God now. These pioneers are straining every nerve to reach Palestine and rebuild this ancient land. These earnest young men and women—fresh with the idealism of youth—offer their lives and their fortunes as bricks for the future of a reborn Jewish people. Everything is set for the opportunity. Palestine is now being governed by Great Britain under a mandate confer- red upon it by the San Remo Confer- ence of the Allied Power. A British High Commissioner, Sir Herbert Samuel, a Jew, has assumed the reins of government. The land, rewon during the war part- ly by a Jewish Legion—young Jewish soldiers from England, France, Russia and even America—is open wide to col- onization and development. Seventy-one Jewish agriculturai col- onies—some established independently forty years ago—are thriving under the plows of over 15,000 free and independ- ent Jewish farmers. There are Jewish schools, colleges, agricultural experiment stations. Over 90,000 Jews have made their way into this ancient land and are doing each their little bit to re-develop it. Still more remarkable. . These people have relearned their ancient language— they have revived ancient Hebrew, a language only recently 32 dead as Greek or Latin. It is the language of their daily converse. And back of these colonists stana some of the ablest men of your race—scholars, scien- Peter J. Schweitzer The stage is set for the last act m this great moving drama of history o tists, engineers, agricultural experts, econo- mists, organizers, experts in every branch of commerce and production. - - * So the situation stands. Here is a land, beloved in the momories of the whole civilized world, offered to the Jew- ish people by the great Powers. 3 Here is a remarkable work of regeneration already begun, in large part, by independent colonists. Here are tens of thousands of Jewish youth in Eastern Europe ready to devote—not a mo- ment or a day—but their entire lives to the ac- complishment of this surpassing ideal. And here is a body behind them of compe- tent experts, ready to guide and assist these colonists in settling and developing the land. Will such a great project fail now? Can it fail? Will you allow it to fail? * * * All that is needed now are funds. Tens of thousands of pioneers are waiting for the means with which to reach Palestme. The strongest have tramped across half a conti- nent to get there. But when they rcach the sea they must stop. Money is needed for ships to carry them. Houses are needed to shelter them when they arrive. Schools are needed to take care of their children. Money is needed for far- visioned projects of irrigation and reclamation, the plans for which have been drawn up by the ablest engineers. Still more capital is needed to help build roads and railroads. Ploughs are needed to till the soil. Banks are needed, machinery is needed, tools are needed. And these young men and women have nothing—only their bare hands and their unconquerable will What is the 1east you can do in such a sit- uation—you who are already blessed with a land ‘that you love znd revere? Give! Give until your owsn conscience is satished. matter how small or how great your wealth, what after all can'it do for you comparable to such a need as this? If you sacrificed but one- tenth of it,"one one-hundredth of it, you would not miss it a week from today. 1f this glorious opportunity is lost now— upon you, it is perfectly clear, rests the final responsibility. 1f it fails, upon you and you alone will be the shame before the bar of his- tory. If it fails, there will be but one reason —because you, in this extraordinary crisis, failed to do your little part. But it will not, it cannot fail. Tt cannot be, in the face of these facts, that you wili be apathetic. Here is a privilege that will come to a man—not once in a lifetime, but once perhaps in ages. How can you resist it? Forty €enturies of history are watching you at this moment. The far-off generations look to you out of the twilight of the past. The warriors and prophets and teachers of ancient Judaea are watching you. The mar- tyrs of Spain and Poland and Russia are watching you, they who died that you might be what you are. The victims of a thousand massacres, men and women and helpless little children, they, too, are watching you. In the eyes of all of them there is a single question* “Will the land of our Fathers now be restored to us, or have we suffered and died in vain?” PALESTINE FOUNDATION FUND (Keren-Hayesod) Norwich, Conn. B. Davidson, Treasurer. and mail it with a check. Office. L “Forty centuries of history are watching you st this moment. The far-off generations look to you out of the twilight of the past.”” What will you do 7 Decide now the utmost you can give, and give it now—at oncs, Do not allow yourself to forget about a matter of such Norwich has accepted a quota of Twenty Thousand Dellers, of which eleven thousand has besn forwarded to the “Kersn-Mayewsd™ To fulfill our pledge. and to be grateful for the exceptional hemer of having Nahun Sokolow, Executive Chairman of the Werld Zienist Organization, at the mass meeting at the Community Houss, en Mey 7th. We must raise nine thousand dollars on or befors that dete. m CHECKS PAYABLE TO B. DAVIDSON. cecsestisiestetsnctesatetassirtassesnasttssntstecessstasesssssnsssesesss Addrons. . ..oveiiiiiiiaiiiai ittt aes et ae dhe e enas