Mike Taub
ACCORDING TO MY LATE FATHER, Z"L, MY GRAND FATHER YECHEZKEL TAUB WENT TO SEE
THE REBE, ABOUT THE SCARCITY OF FISH IN THE RIVER BODROG, AND THAT FISHERMEN HAD
DIFFICULTY IN MAKING A LIVING AS NO FISH WERE IN THE NETS.
APPARENTLY, SHAYELE TOLD MY GRAND FATHER NOT TO WORRY, THEY WILL HAVE
FISH THE NEXT DAY. SO IT WAS!! THE NEXT DAY ALL THE NETS WERE FULL OF FISH.
András Oblath
My grandmother was born in Tokaj. She told me her story about her mother’s illness and death. My grandmother, Kaufmann Sara (Sar bat Chaja and Menachem), was 8 years old when her mother got ill. My great grandmother, Fisch Ilona (Chaja bat Ester), had pneumonia. The eldest son went every day from Tokaj to Bodrogkersztúr to Rav Sajele to pray together and to ask help from him. Every day Rav gave a nubsugar that he put to some liquid. He was told that this is the medicine. It was 8 times. When the eldest son went to him at the ninth day Rav Saje said that "today I don't give you anything," "It is worthless.” When the eldest son arrived home, their mother was dead. The funeral was made by Rav Sajele.
Maybe it's not too much, but that's my family story. And in my family, every time my grandma told this story, we wondered how Rav knew that she will die that day.
The Famous Mouse Story-
Affectionately known as Reb Shaya'le (Rabbi Yeshaya Steiner of Kerestir), the Kerestirer Rebbe lived around the beginning of the 20th Century. He was a very pious man and extremely humble, always referring to himself in the diminutive (Shaya'le). He was known as a "miraculous" person. His greatest pleasure was to host a very elaborate Melave Malka, the meal that follows Shabbos, on Saturday night. Often he would have his chassidim shecht fresh chickens for his meal.
One motzo'ay Shabbos, while Reb Shaya'le was eating this special melave malka meal, a chossid came to him with an urgent request. He was a man who had a warehouse full of foodstuffs and he made his living by buying an selling food. For the past number of months, his warehouse had been taken over by mice who were eating his grain and other commodities and his entire livelihood was threatened. He asked Reb Shaya'le for a blessing that the mice should leave his warehouse. At that time, each small town in Europe was ruled by the local church pastor. Some of the pastors were kind towards the Jews and others were very harsh. Reb Shaya'le asked the chossid if the pastor of the town he lived in was kind or harsh. The chossid replied that he was very harsh toward the Jews. Reb Shaya'le then instructed the chossid to go to his warehouse and to tell the mice, "Reb Shaya'le says to go to the estate of the pastor." The chossid followed the Rebbe's advice and instantly hundreds of mice raced out of the warehouse all heading in the direction of the pastor's estate. The chossid's business was saved and ever since Jews who have been plagued with this problem have used Reb Shaya'le's picture to accomplish the ridding of mice from their homes.
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