The Tithe
[ . . . ] The sofer’s work is poorly compensated. There is an old proverb about how the soferim never grow wealthy in the land of Israel. I don’t know who gave birth to that pearl detached from the necklace of the world’s wisdom, but in the case of Reb Auscher, the proverb’s truth was amply confirmed: the sofer was not rich.
Nevertheless he was the…
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