The Maccabaean

clamored for the seat of the leaders of the administration in one town—Berlin. Three of the members of the administration were, however, usually far away from Berlin. They were not on the spot even during the period of great development in the political world. The present leaders had brought about a situation dangerous for the movement. During the last few months the Powers had under observation not only European Turkey, but Turkey in Asıa. Zionists were now missing chances which would probably never recur, and the present leaders, or the private secretaries who were actually controlling the movement failel tn art

The next Zionist Congress will no doubt witness a thorough presentation of this

criticism and the replies of the present administration.

DAVID WOLFFSOHN, former head of the Zionist organization, is at Leghorn, where he is recovering from his recent illness. His condition has greatly improved, but on advice of his doctors he has postponed his proposed visit to Palestine.

Mr. David Popkin, who died recently at Bulawayo, South Africa, has bequeathed to the Zionist Actions Committee $5,000. The residue of his estate, estimated at between $10,000 and $15,000, is bequeathed to the Jewish National Fund.

Madame Pevsner came, saw and con- suered. She came to Tuscaloosa, Ala., a town of ten thousand inhabitants, with thirty Jewish families divided, as usual, into orthodox and reformed; a town that never saw a woman forget herself to the point of abandoning “home, sweet home;” a town that never heard a woman speaking outside of the social-select, where nothing but embroidery-problems and gossip riddles are painfully solved; a town of education, aristocracy and refinement; a state-university town, where religion, tradition, conservatism, vie with each other in being gracious to “sciences;” a town that is not only growing very rapidly in industry and commerce, but also in the spirit of the well-known motto: “mind your own business.” Madame Pevsner came to the oak city, to the old Alabama capital, to deliver a great message!

And deliver it she did. At eight o'clock, Tuesday night, April 29th, the Elks' Home, accustomed to shows and Elks' celebrations, for the first time

in the history of its existence, beheld a woman mounting its stage not rierely for the sake of entertaining the audience with a “solo,” but for the purpose of saying something, a real something, a burning something.

I say a burning something, because many Birmingham friends, Zionists and non-Zionists, told us a great deal about Madame Pevsner; her enthusiasm, learning, profundity of convictions and might of inspiration. Nor did the big Birmingham dailies remain silent on this rare occurrence. It is but very rare that Birmingham gets a chance to hear a female Bryan.

But, let me come back to the point, The Elks’ Home, on Tuesday night, held a large audience composed of all the Jews— something extremely unusval—and of the intellectual aristocracy of the University of Alabama, as well as of the town people.

‚Madame Pevsner was introduced by Mr. Chester Bandman, a prominent senior law student of the University of Alabama. Mr. Bandmaster stated with his usual hu-