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Stories from the Life of Rabbi Shmuel

A Water-Carrier Named Shmuel
Late in the afternoon, the Rebbe emerged from his room and instructed that the circumcision commence. The only clue to his delay was the mysterious sentence that passed his lips, "Ay... the Polotzk burial society..."
Superiority
The Rebbe asked for a chair, ordered the Raza to stand on it, and asked him, “Tell me, who’s taller now?”
A Change of Clothes
"Master of the universe," muttered the secretary, "why does he exert himself so?! Every hour he needs a new change of clothes. Why does the Rebbe sweat so much?"
Two Guests
“Today, two people came to see me. From one, I derived great pleasure; from the other, only aggravation . . .”
Confession
The man was ashamed to admit that he was the sinner, he explained that a friend had committed the sins and was too embarrassed to appear before the Rebbe personally...
The German Newspapers
I went round to the door and knocked. After a rather long minute the door opened. I took in the scene: newspapers were laid out on the table, German papers, Russian papers. Of the kabalistic book not a trace.
The Squire’s Due Recompense
"I know he is critically ill and the doctors have just about despaired of his life. For every Jewish family he helps, I promise him one month of life and health."
Spiked Chassidism
They would gather around the hot drink and warm their bones with pannes and chassidic philosophy.
Feet Below, Eyes Above
"Sixty-two years have now passed," related Reb Pesach, "since I was privileged to hear from the Rebbe, your grandfather, that Shema is Yisrael..."
A Business Proposal
I returned to my compartment in a state of confusion. The last thing I had expected from the Rebbe was a business tip
The Czar’s Army’s Iron Pots
The rebbe’s youngest son, Shmuel, who was seven years old at the time, wandered around the room, talking to the men who sat tearfully reading Tehillim as they waited to be received by his father . . .
A Plate of Food
The Jews of Vitebsk, if you want to know the truth, were never known to be generous givers of money to charitable causes. But they could always be counted on to provide food for the hungry.
The life and teachings of Rabbi Shmuel of Lubavitch, the fourth Chabad Rebbe, known as the Rebbe Maharash
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