It is true that the Maskil dogged my footsteps, but he had become antipathetic to me, and I couldn't look at him.
Most of them are old, and when they die the "Maskil" as a type will have vanished from New York.
Sad and perplexed in spirit, I came down from the rabbi, with the Maskil, and into the street.
Our Maskil stops at blacking his boots and wearing a black ribbon round his neck.
The rabbi stood in the centre, I and the Maskil on either side of him, and we all three began to call out.
On the strength of what he is a Maskil, it is hard to tell—enough that people should consider him one!
It is evident that the Maskil had studied in a Cheder, in the great world one meets with other Maskilm.