From the Heart of Israel: Jewish Tales and TypesDrachman, Bernard
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From the Heart of Israel: Jewish Tales and Types
Drachman, Bernard
Jewish folk literature; Jewish legends; Jews -- Folklore; Jews -- Social life and customs; Tales -- Israel
But his external appearance was no indicator, except for those who are
accustomed to read and understand such exteriors, of his internal
characteristics. Beneath the unprepossessing outward semblance there
dwelt a keen intellect and a noble soul which might well deserve the
admiration of the discerning. He had received a good education of its
kind in his youth in his Russian home. He had been thoroughly trained in
Hebrew, had read the entire Bible in the original, and was well
acquainted with the Talmud and the modern Hebrew literature from which
he had derived correct ideas of the world and the development of modern
science. But he had not been able to utilize his training either in his
native land or America. In Russia he had desired to become a rabbi, for
which his learning and his sincere religious bent amply fitted him; but
all the positions he knew of were filled, and so after a few years’ vain
waiting he kissed his wife and his two little ones good-by (he had
married early while still a student at the _Yeshibah_) and set sail for
America, where, he thought, congregations without number were ready to
greet him as their spiritual chief. But a brief glance at the conditions
surrounding the rabbinate among his immigrant brethren under the Western
skies had cured him of his desire to make it his vocation. As he had
neither capital nor sufficient secular training to enable him to become
a merchant, or secure a remunerative commercial position, he had only
the choice between two ways of gaining a livelihood. He could become a
workman in a sweat-shop or a peddler. He chose the latter and, at the
time this story begins, had pursued the occupation of itinerant
merchant, an occupation in which there is little gain and less glory,
for some ten years. During all these years he had permitted himself only
one form of pleasure, attendance at the House of God. The theatre knew
him not, the interior of saloons saw him only when on business bent; but
at the synagogue he was a regular attendant, never missing the early
morning services or the evening gatherings, in which the rabbi expounded
the Talmud and its commentaries to a group of attentive “learners.”
Apart from his natural piety it had gradually become a matter of pride
with him to be regular and punctual in his attendance at the synagogue,
and consequently he felt considerably mortified when on the morning of
our tale he found that he must either be absent or late at service. On
his way to the house of worship he tried to console himself with the
sneaking hope that perhaps his watch was fast and that the hour was not
really as late as it indicated. But his hopes were doomed to
disappointment. As he entered the little synagogue the mourners were
just repeating the last _Kaddish_, and most of the other worshippers
were folding and putting away their _Tallithoth_ and _Tephillin_,
preparatory to leaving for the work of the day.
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