The Snowstorm
Felte Faigele
Altar, did you know—you’ve become a bridegroom?
Shoreh Malke
How is your mamma?
Altar Banish
Mother just had a boy. Come home, father.
(There is a great to-do, everyone shouting “Mazeltov, Klavne.”)
Shoreh Malke
Oh, woe is me! Mazel-tov, mazel-tov to you, Klavne!
Altar Banish (to Klavne)
I rode the horse over. You can harness him to the sled—anyway so we can pull through the snow.
Klavne
Why didn’t you bring mamma along?
Altar Banish
I’m telling you—mamma just had a boy.
Klavne
Who—Shifroh? My wife? My pious wife? Then, why do you all keep so quiet, brothers? Shmereh, kinsman—“‘Whatever we are, we are; but Jews we'll ever be…” Come here, son. Where is she—the bride? (Looking around for Shprintze.)
Altar Banish
What are you looking for, papa?
110
