I asked the librarian whether Tevkin wrote for those
papers, and he brought me several clippings containing some of
Tevkin's Yiddish contributions. It appeared, however, that the
articles he wrote in his living mother-tongue lacked the spirit and
the charm that distinguished his style when he used the language
of the prophets. Altogether, Tevkin seemed to be accounted one
of the "has-beens" of the Ghetto
One of the bits of information I squeezed out of the librarian was
that Tevkin was a passionate frequenter of Yampolsky's caf?, a
well-known gathering-place of the East Side Boh?me
I had heard a good deal about the resort. I knew that many or most
of its patrons were Socialists or anarchists or some other kind of
"ists." After my experience at the Cooper Institute meeting,
Yampolsky's caf? seemed to be the last place in the world for me
to visit. But I was drawn to it as a butterfly is to a flame, and
finally the temptation got the better of me
CHAPTER II THE caf? was a spacious room of six corners and a
lop-sided general appearance.
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