Word: israel
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...Story. She it was that had brought the wrath of Yahweh upon her kind little father. She, Leah, an outcast from Israel. The mark of the beast was upon her for meeting a vast shaggy moujik (Gentile peasant) with strong arms and tender lips in the willows where once he had come upon her bathing naked...
Before the nodding copse, tangled in its phylacteries, her cry of guilt was the hollow hooting of a nameless bird in a field of desecration. The Kravno women of Israel lamented her madness. That such a year should come upon Serra Golda, her popular grocer-mother...
They fled over the waste world to Doomington. Leah made good ingber (candy) as Serra Golda had taught. Children of English Israel came buying. Soon there was a modest grocery store. Eli, turned carpenter, could pore over his Scriptures late evenings and during the long strikes, still tracking down the far-to-seek revelation of his God. The Lord blessed such piety with a solemn little son, Reuben, content to, learn his catechisms and caress Miriam, his kosher white...
...with these developments: Fatherly Theodore Snyder, composer of The Sheik; George M. Cohan, the Irish jigamarig, writer of buck-and-wing dips; George Gershwin, ingenius, musicianly; Jerome Kern, melodist; Tintinnabulator Zev Confrey, who wrote Kitten-on-the-Keys. But more important than any of this company is a certain Israel Baline who took the name of an English actor and a German city, became known to the public as Irving Berlin. For the last ten years, he has written a national anthem a year. His prodigality has never been approached and he has written at least three songs?Alexander...
...Israel Baline came to fame, however, by refusing a tip. He worked in the saloon of Nigger Mike, famed Bowery bravo of 20 years ago, was known as the Singing Waiter because he warbled as he doled out lager to the Nigger's clients. Prince Louis of Battenberg, on a slumming party, went to hear him. Warmed by the lager, or pleased with the song, the Teuton princeling profered ten cents. Baline, unaccustomed to the ways of royalty, staggered back. The riff-raff stared; up stepped a ruddy reporter, overawed both Prince and waiter with a cataclysm of questions. Next...