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Brought to Manhattan last year by the Neighborhood Players (TIME, Dec. 28, 1925) this play based upon an old Jewish legend quickly won fame and riches. The "dybbuk" is the spirit of a departed youth. It takes its strange abode in the heart of a Jewess, keeping alive in her perturbed breast the love she bore the spirit when it possessed a body of its own. Priestly folk would exorcise the disturber in the interests of sensible matrimony to a wealthy wooer. But with shrieks and groans the ghostly lover wages a sturdy, though mystical, battle for the lady...
...this appeal, posters in streetcars, on the pillars of subway stations, the billboards of vacant lots, present the picture of a woman in a shawl. Her chin is pressed to the pivot of her wrist; her eyes are smeared with black. She might be any age, this sad, sharpened Jewess; the thing that has pointed her bones and thinned her flesh is not age but weariness; she is the incarnation of the most desolate of physical woes, fatigue. "Are You Tired of Giving?" asks the caption. "You Don't Know What It Is to Be Tired...
Paying Guests. The most far-reaching of these was the cumulative decision on membership. Heretofore a Jewess or a Unitarian, "belonging" to the Y. W. C. A., lodging at its hostels, using its gymnasium and recreational facilities, could consider herself only a paying guest. She had no voting rights in the national organization which her fees helped support. Henceforth she will have such rights by majority vote,* of the 2,500 convention delegates...
Many a prurient and self-righteous U. S. racing pilot cried: "No wonder the A. A. A. socked him with a spanner! No Roumanian wop-frog who's livin' with a red-headed Jewess in Paris while his morganatic wife sues him for 10 million francs and his real wife is Princess Helen of Greece, should ought to be allowed in an American garage. I'll say his name is 'Morry Turp'! Moral Turpitude is right...
...headed Jewess is her obsession. Mme. Zizi wants to know just what she is like, just what she wears, and just what she and the prince can do with themselves during the long years together in the Hotel Chambord...