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A Hole in the Heart |
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Memories of Keidan, by Dr. Chaim Yakov EpsteinThe Talmud SocietyThe schism between the leaders of the main Keidan shul and those of the smaller "kloyz" was well known throughout all of Lithuania.
Every evening the members of the societies would sit around long tables near the western wall and study a page of Gemara.
There were times, however, when the entire atmosphere would change, and a holiday mood would appear around the Talmud Society's long table.
Once every seven years, the Talmud Society would celebrate a "siem hagodol" marking the conclusion of an entire cycle of Talmud study. That was a holiday for everyone in the town Although it was the middle of the week, all the the windows of the study-house were adorned with colored paper lanterns and the chandeliers inside were lit with burning candles.
The holiday would last an entire seven days, and each night one of the good gentlemen of the Talmud Society would host a feast in his home, thus carrying out the traditional "seven days of feasting" with music by the cantor and by the Keidan klezmorim. Now it came to pass one day, and it was during the year when the Talmud Society of the Kloyz celebrated their "siem hagodol". Reb Berchik, the kloyz' cantor, had prepared a melody for Psalm 30 for the occasion, but because he couldn't read music, he wasn't able to teach the melody to the Keidaner klezmorim.
At the feasts which were held each night, each householder tried to surpass all others in entertaining the people. One such feast was held in the home of Reb Meishl Shatenshteyn, in German Street. Reb Meishl, a scholarly Jew and a grain merchant, was also a contractor to the army. Two cavalry batteries were stationed in Keidan, the Fifth and the Sixth Batteries, and Reb Meishl provided oats for the horses of the soldiers; therefore he was on intimate terms with the military officials. The colonel of the Fifth Battery, Grinfeld, was a good-natured person who was kind to the soldiers and officers under his command. He was a favorite of all the children, who greatly enjoyed watching when he mustered his troops. The colonel of the Sixth Battery, Golestsapov, was by contrast a very strict commander who used to beat his soldiers within an inch of their lives if they did not respond quickly enough to his every whim on the parade ground. The people of Keidan forgave him his cruelty, however, because of the military orchestra which he maintained at his own expense. Every Saturday evening, when the young people of Keidan would go out strolling on Long Street, Golestsapov's brass band would give a concert in the middle of the street. He did this intentionally, in order to brighten up the Sabbath for the Jews. So it was during that week of the kloyz members' celebration, when Reb Meishl Shatenshteyn was hosting the feast at his house. The crowd was in a very exalted mood, eating and drinking royally. Reb Bertsik and his choirboys had sung until late in the night, and only the klezmorim were missing from the party. Suddenly, to the surprise of all assembled, the entire brass band of the Sixth Battery appeared, marching into the house one after the other, with all their instruments: trumpets, clarinets, drums, brass cymbals ... Thus did Colonel Golestsapov use his orchestra to pay honor to Reb Meishl Shatenshteyn and add to the festivities. Unfortunately, as they say, "man plans and God laughs". The band had hardly begun to play when everyone realized the danger in allowing such a noisy band as this one to play in the middle of the night. It would shake up the whole town, the babies in their cradles, the householders of the shul, not to mention the innocent goyim who lived around German Street, such as the priest, the German baker, the "tooth charmer", and even the apostate Doctor Layne. After a long deliberation it was decided: the band leader should be invited to the table for some refreshment, and his half-asleep musicians -- after each had received a drink, a snack and a few coins cigarette money -- were thanked for not playing and sent home to their barracks. |