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 You should have said a prayer then, in thanksgiving for your lucky escape, my child.

When I picked myself up, there wasn’t a sign of them about.

Did you trudge home on foot also? Ha, ha, ha! Come, Reb Yoel Chayim, let’s give a look.

&emsp;(ignoring him, sings) Dim-dim-di-di-dim.

Let him be. The old man seems a bit piqued.

Come, Pesele, my child, come with me. I can’t stand it. Come, we’ll get into the sleigh.

Where will you look? Wait, we'll all go. Sing, little Jews. Let’s dance around. Oi-oi-oi! May there be only rejoicings among Jews. Come, Vaveh. Come, Shmereh.

Pesele, my child, you go along too.

Only take along a good whip. I broke mine.

&emsp;(hands him a whip) Here is a good one.

(Klavne, Vaveh, Pesele, and Shmereh run out, singing.)

What do you say to my troubles, father-in-law?