Manasseh made an outward gesture with his hand, and I asked no more questions.
The poky, stuffy shop in which he worked came into my mind, and my heart was sore for him.
YOHRZEIT FOR MOTHER
The Ginzburgs' first child died of inflammation of the lungs when it was two years and three months old.
The young couple were in the depths of grief and despair—they even thought seriously of committing suicide.
But people do not do everything they think of doing. Neither Ginzburg nor his wife had the courage to throw themselves into the cold and grizzly arms of death. They only despaired, until, some time after, a newborn child bound them once more to life.
It was a little girl, and they named her Dvoreh, after Ginzburg's dead mother.
The Ginzburgs were both free-thinkers in the full sense of the word, and their naming the child after the dead had no superstitious significance whatever.
It came about quite simply.
"Dobinyu," Ginzburg had asked his wife, "how shall we call our daughter?"