"I hope this is not true of many phases of life; but I am thinking now of a condition in the Ghetto that creates appalling misery, a condition that makes the home a most desirable place--to run away from. Between the Jewish children, who have acquired their uplifting education here in American schools and their parents, who have brought their ignorance and fanaticism over from Russia--where the despotism of the throne and the tyranny of the Torah have united in making the densest, darkest Ghettos--between these children and parents there is a difference in time and progress of several hundred years. I would like to pause here and tell you about the Jewish religion--how it has enlightened the world and darkened the life of the Jews, victims of fatal fanaticism; how the world has accepted the spirit of Judaism in various forms and to its benefit, and the Jews have remained bound by a thousand rigid rituals, iron precepts, meaningless stuff about 'pots and pans,' to their awful detriment--how they persecuted themselves when they could get no Christian nation to do it for them--but there's no time to talk about these things now; besides, I want to get back to the home. So many things occur to me and I do not know what to say first. Write about it? Perhaps, some day. It may be that I, too, have been cursed to live by the sweat of my pen, but oh--I hate to write. Besides, what's the use? It is too late to convert my people to Judaism, now. "But what I mentioned before shows a pronounced phase of misunderstanding, estrangement and division between children and parents, also a good illustration of the bad, narrow, uncongenial home.