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 34 ALTER BRODY

��I can see him even now,

My Grandfather —

Bending over me, tall and sad-eyed and thought- ful- Lifting me up and seating me on his knees

Lovingly,

And listening to all my childish questions and con- fessions ;

Pardoning, admonishing, remonstrating —

Satisfying my interrogative soul with good-humored indulgence —

And my Grandmother,

Dear little woman !

I can never dissociate her from plum-pudding and apple dumplings.

And raisin-cakes and almond cakes and crisp potato- pancakes

And the smell of fish frying on the fire —

And then there is my cousin, Miriam,

Who lived in the yellow house across the lane —

A freckle-faced, cherry-eyed little girl with a puckered- up nose.

I was very romantic about her ;

And then there is my curse, my rival at school, my arch-enemy —

Jacob,

The synagogue sexton's boy,

On whom I was always warring —

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