cation and the Kehillah demand immediate amendment and definition. The Bureau must be made subordinate to the Kehillah executive if it is to be considered a creation of the Kehillah. The committee in charge of the Bureau, which has been elected for five years, which, in its turn, has elected a director for five years, must be legally made more responsive to the wishes of the Kehillah. The Bureau must also be compelled to stick to its original program, of devising plans and methods and models for adoption by the Jewish schools of Greater
New York. Its financial connection with the Talmud Torahs must cease, for these relations are bound to create friction, which must in time, prove detrimental to the plans of the Bureau in other directions. The Bureau must be a moral force, and it cannot afford to become despotic, not even if its plans were the best ever devised. All other work of the Kehillah hinges on the sensible, far-sighted, unprejudiced solution of the problem of how to rehabilitate the Bureau of Education in the estimation of the Jewish community.
The Wife of Chanina Ben Dosa
Chanina ben Dosa, his holiness ‘stead us, Had no other joy but to study God’s word; “Through his grace alone God saved us and fed us..” A voice from the skies to declare it was heard. Yet poverty reigned on his hearth and his board, And hungry he studied the Law of the Lord.
The wife of Chanima was pious and humble And never was heard to complain, While many a woman might mumble and grumble, Or nightly her husband might arraign, She, on the contrary, hoped that in Heaven To sit at his footstool to her might be given.
She each "erev Shabbas" performed all the labors, And piously burnt the dough as ordained, And the smoke that ascended disguised to the neighbors That inside, the oven no bread loaves contained. For proud was the wife of Chanina, though meek And aid from her neighbors she spurned to seek.
Now one of her neighbors was spiteful and sneaking,And knew that the smoke was mere pretence,So one day she came as something aseeking,And found the good dame had gone away thence.The door of the oven she opened with care,To triumph and mock at the emptiness there.
But lo and behold! The oven was bursting,With loaves and loaves of sweet-smelling bread."The bread shovel bring, or the loaves will be roasting."In wonder and shame to the good dame she said.And thus does the Lord provide for the holyAnd save the meek pride of the pious and lowly.