America is the true Judaic Zion. Here there are nearly two million Jews,
and their religion is fast taking the form of a healthful Roycroftism.

The downfall of primitive Christianity dates from the day Constantine
embraced it, and thereby made it popular. Prosperity is a form of
disintegration--a ripening of the fruit. Things succeed only that they
may wither. The business of every great religion is to die, and thus
fertilize others. The Jew has survived every foe save success.
Civilization is now adopting him, and Liberal Judaism is fast becoming a
Universal Religion, taught in fact, if not in name, by priests,
preachers and muftis of all denominations. The end of the Jew is
near--he has ceased to be peculiar.

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Wolfgang Goethe was born in the city of Frankfort in Seventeen Hundred
Forty-nine. Goethe gives us a very vivid description of Frankfort as he
remembered it in his childhood days. He describes it as a town within a
town, a fortress within a fortress. Then he tells us of a walled
enclosure in this walled city, which was to him a very terrible
place--it was the Ghetto, or Jews' Quarter. Through it ran the
Judengasse, or street of the Jews. It was a place packed with human
beings--houses, hallways, alleys, sidewalks and porches swarming with
children. Goethe tells how he at times would peep through the iron gates
of the Ghetto, but as a child he never ventured in. The children told
one another how human sacrifices were offered in the synagogues, and as
proof, pictures of Abraham and Isaac were brought forth--that proved the
point. There were plenty of men in the Ghetto who looked exactly like
Abraham--goodness gracious! In this Ghetto at Frankfort was born, in
Seventeen Hundred Forty-three, Mayer Anselm, afterward Mayer Anselm
Rothschild. When Goethe took his peep into the Ghetto, this lad was
about twelve years old--Goethe was six. Forty years later these men were
to meet, and meet as equals. The father of Mayer Anselm was Anselm
Moses. He could not boast a surname, for Jews, not being legal citizens,
simply aliens, had no use for family-names. If they occasionally took
them on, the reigning duke might deprive them of the luxury at any
time, without anesthetics.

If a man had two names, say, "Anselm Moses," it meant that his name was
Anselm and that he was the son of Moses. Mayer Anselm was the son of
Anselm. Rothschild means "Red Shield," and this was the distingu