“No, I am just passing through,” replied Hershel, “and I wanted to see how the wine business prospered in this city.”
Suddenly a thought entered his mind. Of course, that was the way. It could yet save their lives.
“Did you not read the proclamation requesting that the restoration of the jewelry be made within 30 days?”
It happened that Reb Moshe was once staying at an inn, together with a great scholar who was a misnaged.
And as he shouted, he began running toward the startled thief, who stood petrified and uncomprehending.
How could he violate the sanctity of the holiest day of the year by carrying money and a staff on the day he knew to be Yom Kippur?
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The merchant realized he had done something wrong by nearly causing the holy rav to commit a sin, so he was crestfallen as he took the box and departed.
The communal leader hesitated for a moment because the total amount was very large and what would he do if he found it impossible to pay later?
Encouraged by those words, the judges ordered the slave to stand trial for murder.
By the time Yonason was four years old he already knew Sefer Bereshis by heart.
The farmer was amazed. “The great Chofetz Chaim! Just wait till I tell people in my village that I saw him. Tell me, where was he sitting?”
‘Look at that hypocrite; he does not have a kosher home. He eats treif, it is a mitzvah to complain about him to the government.’
In front of all the people, the traveler gave the rav the money and he went away perfectly confident that his treasure was in good hands.
As the cantor began to chant the Eichah Rebbe Avraham began to wail bitterly, and then, putting his head between his knees, was silent.
That fall he harvested the crops and stored them in a warehouse. He did this for seven years.
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There lived in his time a Ukrainian Jew who had strayed from the path of Torah.
The poor farmer was thunderstruck and mortified. He ran back to the Chofetz Chaim and fell on his knees before the tzaddik, his eyes filled with tears.
“Every year when I do the service in the Kodesh HaKedashim I behold a figure, that of an old man – an angel – who is always dressed in white and who enters and leaves with me.
The sages asked them, “Why are you unwilling to instruct others?”
Shimon HaTzaddik was appalled that the young man had become a nazir knowing that his hair would be cut.
“Let us ask that gentleman to explain this difficult passage to us,” they said to one another.
Her deed found great favor in the eyes of the Almighty and He sent blessings on the work of her hands so that she became wealthy.
On the third day, while waiting outside, they again heard a noise from the room.