No Matter How Bad Things

Ah, How Many Luxuries Has The Good God Prepared For His Jewish Children.

It Is An Old Custom Amongst Jewish Children, To Become War-like On The 'l'ag Beomer.' They Arm Themselves From Head To Foot With Wooden Swords, Pop-guns And Bows And Arrows. They Take Food With Them, And Go Off To Wage War.

The Rich Swell Up With Pride, The Poor From Hunger.

A Cantor, When He Starts Singing, It's Like Rain - Once It Starts, It's Hard To Stop.

Playing Nuts Is A Game Like Any Other, Neither Better Than Tops, Nor Worse Than Cards. The Game Is Played In Various Ways. There Are 'holes' And 'bank' And 'caps.' But Every Game Finishes Up In The Same Way. One Boy Loses, Another Wins. And, As Always, He Who Wins Is A Clever Fellow, A Smart Fellow, A Good Fellow.