When the prayers were ended, one of the chief members of the congregation approached the "Mandchurian," and gave Yisroel a coin into his hand.
Yisroel looked round—he did not understand at first what the donor meant by it.
Then it occurred to him—and the blood rushed to his face. He gave the coin to his companion, and explained in a half-sentence or two how they had come by it.
Once outside the Klaus, they both cried, after which they felt better.
"A livelihood!" the same thought struck them both.
AT THE MATZES
It was quite early in the morning, when Sossye, the scribe's daughter, a girl of seventeen, awoke laughing; a sunbeam had broken through the rusty window, made its way to her underneath the counterpane, and there opened her eyes.
It woke her out of a deep dream which she was ashamed to recall, but the dream came back to her of itself, and made her laugh.
Had she known whom she was going to meet in her dreams, she would have lain down in her clothes, occurs to her, and she laughs aloud.