Ernestine Rose

I work in a library patronized by Russian and Oriental Jews. My paperboy is Greek, my grocer is a Hollander, and my bootblack is from Syria. Disappointed immigrants ask us, where is the promise of America? If we are honest, we shall admit that the answer is yet to find.

I work in a library patronized by Russian and Oriental Jews. My paperboy is Greek, my grocer is a Hollander, and my bootblack is from Syria. Disappointed immigrants ask us, where is the promise of America? If we are honest, we shall admit that the answer is yet to find.

I work in a library patronized by Russian and Oriental Jews. My paperboy is Greek, my grocer is a Hollander, and my bootblack is from Syria. Disappointed immigrants ask us, where is the promise of America? If we are honest, we shall admit that the answer is yet to find.