The poritz knew that Shabbos was their holiest, most precious day, and thus he enjoyed summoning them specifically on Shabbos to do forbidden work…
T he holy Rav Aryeh Leib of Shpole walked slowly on the long narrow path leading from the town shul to his small house.
As he neared the house he was surprised to hear a babble of loud voices and arguments from inside. The loud voices stilled as soon as the Shpole Zeide entered the house. He looked for a moment at the unexpected guests and immediately realized what had brought them here.
“Shalom aleichem welcome ” he smiled his eyes emanating love. “I haven’t seen you for a few months already and I thought it was a good sign. I assumed Poritz Barshovsky hasn’t been harassing you so much anymore.”
“Not at all Rebbe!” the guests replied almost in unison.
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