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scarf woven of mercy, and we fell into a slight melan- choly, a quiet sadness, but so sweet and pleasant, it felt like on Sabbath at twilight at the Third Meal.
Suddenly Eeb Avrdhom exclaimed: "Jews, have you said the blessings on the appearance of the new moon?" We turned towards the moon, laid down our bundles, washed our hands in a little stream that ran by the roadside, and repeated the blessings for the new moon.
He stood looking into the sky, his lips scarcely moving, as was his wont. "Sholom Alechem I" he said, turning to me, and his voice quivered like a violin, and his eyes called to peace and unity. Then an awe of Eeb Avrohom came over me for the first time, and when we had fin- ished sanctifying the moon our melancholy left us, and we prepared to continue our way.
But still he stood and gazed heavenward, sighing: "Lord of the Universe! How beautiful is the world which Thou hast made by Thy goodness and great mercy, and these are over all Thy creatures. They all love Thee, and are glad in Thee, and Thou art glad in them, and the whole world is full of Thy glory."
I glanced up at the moon, and it seemed that she was still looking at me, and saying, "I'm lost; which way am I to go ?"
We arrived Friday afternoon, and had time enough to go to the bath and to greet the Rebbe.
He, long life to him, was seated in the reception-room beside a table, his long lashes low over his eyes, leaning on his left hand, while he greeted incomers with his right. We went up to him, one at a time, shook hands, and said "Sholom Alechem," and he, long life to him,
