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Updated: May 29, 2025
"Bear," repeated the Rabbi, in tones of more penetrating solemnity, "give me thy right hand." "Nay," replied Bear, sullenly. "Wherefore should I give thee my right hand?" "Because," said the Rabbi, and his tones trembled, and it seemed to him that the dead man's face grew sterner. "Because I wish thee to swear across the body of Chayah's father that thou wilt marry her."
Tears rained down both Chayah's cheeks, on the one side for the loss of her father, on the other for the prospective loss of a husband. The Rabbi was full of tender sympathy. He bade Bear come to the dead man's chamber. The venerable white-bearded corpse lay on the bed, swathed in shroud, and Talith or praying-shawl. "Bear," he said, "thou knowest that I saved thy life."
Without delay, he made inquiries about the fair young vision, and finding its respectability unimpeachable, he sent a Shadchan to propose to her, and they were affianced: Chayah's father undertaking to give a dowry of two hundred gulden. Unfortunately, he died suddenly in the attempt to amass them, and Chayah was left an orphan. The two hundred gulden were nowhere to be found.
Long shalt thou live, and the Most High shall prepare thy seat in Gan Iden." So the old man and the young clasped hands across the corpse, and the simple old Rabbi perceived a smile flickering over the face of Chayah's father. Perhaps it was only a sudden glint of sunshine. The wedding-day drew nigh, but lo! Chayah was again dissolved in tears. "What ails thee?" said her brother Naphtali.
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