November 26, 1947
THE LEXHIPEP
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Palestine—Ancient
And Modern
—Barbara Shambly
Why do the Jews call Palestine their
Promised Land? The Old Testament
tells us that God promised the land
we call Palestine to Moses in these
words:
“I will bring you up out of the
affliction of Egypt unto the land of
the Canaanites—unto a land flowing
with milk and honey.”
Affliction means “distress” and that
word tells exactly the state of the
Jews today. The “affliction of Egypt”
was the slavery forced on the Jews
by the Pharaohs of Egypt and the
Hitler of World War II.
The land cf the Canaanites, which
is today called Palestine, is the des
tination of Jews today, just as it was
when God promised to deliver them out
of the “affliction of Egypt.”
Under ths leadership of Moses first
and Joshua later, the Jews conquered
Canaan in the year 1400 B.C. From
1400 B.C. to 70 A.D. Canaan was a
Jewish nation, but then the Romans
conquered them, and they were again
under another rule—no longer a free
nation to think and judge for them
selves. After the Roman conquest,
the Jews spread to other countries all
over the world and no longer were a
national group.
In some of the countries they lived
the Jews were persecuted. They had
their own little city within a city
called a “ghetto.” In the middle
ages, when the Jews were living in
the ghettos, the governments of most
cities required the Jewish men to
wear yellow hats and the Jewish
women to wear yellow veils. This rule
was especially enforced at Rome by
guards placed at the gates of these
ghettos. It was not until the time of
Pius IX, about 1875, that the walls
of the Roman ghetto were pulled
down and the Jews allowed to live
as they pleased. The ghetto was re
stored in Warsaw in 1940 after the
conquest of Poland by Germany.
Jews were killed; their quarters were
raided by people who blamed the
Jews for bad conditions in their coun
try. More of the pogroms occurred
in Russia in 1881, and the next year
a small group of Jews left Russia and
Rumania for Palestine. The idea of
returning to their home country ap
pealed to other Jews, and they were
encouraged to settle in the Holy Land
by the World Zionist Organization,
formed in 1897.
After Hitler rose to power in Ger
many in 1933, more and more Jews
wanted to go to Palestine, but the
British cut immigration down to 75,000
over a period of five years. Before
the war there were about 7,500,000
Jews in Europe, not including Russia.
At the end of the war only 1,500,000
were left. Six million were killed by
Nazis or starved to death.
Many Jews returned to their former
homes but close to 250,000 are still
homeless or unwilling to return to
their old homes. These people are
in D.P. camps in Germany and Aus
tria, and are eager to go to Palestine.
The British admit 1,500 Jews to
Palestine each month, but many more
have tried to enter only to be met
by the unyielding hand of the British.
Altogether there are 1,200,000 dis
placed persons in Europe; 20% are
Jews; 70% are Catholics; and 10%
are Protestants.
When the special U. N. committee
visited the D. P. camps, it found that
the majority of the Jews wanted to
go back to Palestine. The committee
recommended that 150,000 Jews be al
lowed to enter a Jewish state in Pal
estine within the next two years.
Hats
—Edgar Swing
There are many kinds of hats such
as derbys, tophats, ten-gallon hats,
and women’s hats. The ones which
interest me most are ten-gallon hats,
which cowboys wear, and women’s hats.
Ush! The latter slay me. Most women’s
hats are out of this world. I do not
know what world they are from, bu;
they are not from this one.
I shall attempt to describe some of
the hats which are fashionable in this
atomic age. There are hats which re
semble very much a pie pan turned
upside aown with a garden hose twist-
eu around a biro’s nest. Then there
IS me flower garden perched on a
wagon wneel designed especially for
gaioeners. For short women there is
tiie kitchen stove pipe turned up-
sioe down. For women with square
neaos there is the shoe box with flapis.
it may be turned upside down to
catch rain water if necessary. Addi
tional drain pipes are buUt in in
such a case. Then for women with a
hideous face there is the bean pot
with a mosquito net to hide the un
earthly features. For hot-headed
women there is the block of ice which
leans to one side of the head in
case the ice melts. For women who
like to have their way in everything
there is the fortress with eight .20
mm. guns protruding from the sides.
For school teachers there is the en
cyclopedia with a row of flowers along
the front and a compartment in the’
rear designed especially for carrying
exam papers.
I guess that takes in about all of
the hats that are mentionable. I
shall end this theme with all kinds
of apologies to Miss Hedda Hopper
who is a modern “madhatter.”
THE OTHER LOVE
—Eva Mae Link
This is not the first time
That I’ve been cast aside;
There has always been another
To hurt my heart and pride. .
This time she came before me;
My defeat, I already knew;
But I held my head up, bravely;
I put my trust in you.
She let you down—
I know that, too;
But still I kept on
Loving you.
■you had your faith
For her, not me;
I should have known
That I was free.
You did not say
That you were through;
And Fate kept me
Still loving you.
Oh! please forgive;
I did not know
That your love for her
Was still aglow.
She has your heart—
I have your hand;
But I’ll try my best
To understand.
So good-bye, dear.
May she come back;
For me. I’ll go on—
Not turning back.
I’ll not forget you.
My love will not die;
May your other love
Love you till you die.
Opportunity, The
Door to Success
—John Foust
“Oh! who art thou so fast proceeding.
Ne’er glancing back thine eyes of
flame?
Mark’d but by few, through earth
I’m speeding.
And Opportunity’s my name.
What form is that which scowls be
side thee?
Repentance is the form you see;
Learn then, the fate may yet betide
thee:
She seizes them who seize not me.”
Opportunity is always present. The
biggest disappointment is the fact that
very few people have the power to
see an oportunity when it appears.
Those people who are able to see an
opportunity and grasp it are those
people who are our leaders and who
have made a success of their lives.
Often those people who have been a
success are envied by their less for
tunate friends. Those persons who
are less fortunate only say that their
friends had a little luck. What they
usually do not realize is the fact that
they had the same opportunity but
did not take it.
One of the best examples of those
people who do not take advantage of
an opportunity is that of the people
who stop going to school when they
become old enough to stop. Later in
life when their classmates are a suc
cess in life, they regret very much
the fact that they did not take ad
vantage of the opportunity of edu
cation which lay before them. The
only thing that they can say is, “If
only I had not stopped going to
school!”
Then there is the story of the clerk
in a business firm whose meager earn
ings were only enough to cover the
bare essentials of life. He was given
several chances to get higher paying
jobs, but they did not seem as secure
as his present job. Therefore, be
cause he was afraid of opportunity,
he never went through the door of
success.
We owe the success of this great
country of ours to the fact that our
forefathers had enough foresight to
grasp an opportunity when it ap
peared. This valuable trait of taking
advantage of an opportunity has been
handed down through the generations
until today we are the most success
ful people on earth.
In six more months we shall grad
uate from Lexington High School.
After that we shall be on our own.
The one thing that will determine
our success in the world of tomor
row will not be altogether what we
have learned but 'will be our ability
to take advantage of every oppor
tunity. If we are afraid to open the
door when opportunity knocks, we are
doomed to failure.
Opportunity is the door to suc
cess and waits on no man.
THE REAL THING?
—Laura Kepley
I should have known it wouldn’t last
Before I built my hopes so high:
I should have known he’d let me go
If someone else came by.
Now I’ll admit I was a fool
To even think that it could last.
Because he’s found him someone else.
And I’m just in the past.
Maybe I gop a dirty deal.
But I guess that was just my fate.
Even so I can forgive.
Because him I can’t hate.
Maybe when this fling is o’er.
He will at last come back to me.
But will it ever be the same
Since he’s forsaken me?
Maybe I really don’t like him—
Maybe I only think I do;
But there’s no use to kid myself;
I know why I feel so blue.
Maybe the course of real, deep love
Does not always run smooth and
true.
But in all cases—rough or smooth—
A true love will come through.
I guess I’ll always love him still.
Even though he thinks I’m not the
one;
Majjbe I should forget him now.
But some things can’t be done.
SELECTED-
Me love is gone.
Him did me dirt.
Me did not know
Him was a flirt.
To those who love
Let I forbid
Lest they be dood
Like I been did.
Time, the Wine of Life
—Betty Ann Wall
Can one really measure time? Time
is endless. How different are the three
minutes of a long distance telephone
call and the three minutes of waiting
for an egg to boil. Is the mind capa
ble of judging time accurately? Facts
prove the answer negative.
One may watch a small child as
he plants a seed and waits patiently
for it to grow into the beautiful blos
som so soon faded. Then there are
the last minutes of an exciting race
or the lengthy last minute of a foot
ball game when the opponent is about
to score. How very long the days
seem before a vacation; but how fast
the trip is spent, and it is time to
return home. We have much an
ticipation before the “big dance,” and
time passes very slowly; but then
very soon it is all over.
The clock tells time every minute
of every day and does not wait for
things to happen. We adjust our
selves to time, not time to our own
wishes. I am afraid if we could ad
just time to our own desires there
would be so much confusion nobody
would be able to do anything. The'
is the difference in the man-made
clock and the ability God gave us to
judge time. We can stop or start
our mind clock any time we want to.
Greatest of all are the short seconds
of life compared to the inconceivable
span of eternity.
“Made, bitter sweet, from fruits of
life.
There is a wine.
It quenches every human thirst—
We call it Time.’’
—Jean Herrick.