The Rebbe was born in the city of Lask, near Lodz. He was descended from a rabbinical family of great lineage in Poland. His great grandfather, Reb Meir Getz, was the rabbi in Lask and in Piotrkow, and was greatly esteemed in the learned world. His father, Reb Meir, died when [Reb Yeshayahule] was young, leaving no other child but his son the halo of gold who was famous as a child prodigy. He was barely 14 years old when a Przedborz businessman took him for a son-in-law on the condition that he would continue to sit and study Torah for its own sake.
In Przedborz, Reb Yeshayahule met the son of the local magid (preacher), Reb Yakov-Yitzhak, who was already called the Saintly Jew and both, leaving their wives, traveled to Lithuania to study in the yeshiva of Reb Dovid Tewele, where they lived on salt and bread, with a piece of dry bread and with a cot on the pure earth When they came home to Przedborz after several years studying in Lithuania, they were invited to join the Prophet (through Reb Dovid Lelewer).
Reb Moishe Lelever, Reb Dovid's son, Reb Yosele Nejsztetiszer, Reb Ahron Krakow, the Tiferes Shlomoh and other great scholars and Tzadekim (saintly men) were Reb Yeshayahule's Hasidim and hangers on. All his life, the Rebbe Reb Yeshayahule was a man who stayed at home studying, leading a modest life. And, like all city-rabbis, he received support form the Kehile that was barely enough to be considered austere. He, also, had to take payments for advice, but the money that he had to gather from the poor, from the bitter hearts who came to him, he used for matters of charity. Whoever came to Rebbe Reb Yeshayahule hungry, left satisfied. The city had great veneration for him. Not without reason: He defended his Kehile his whole life.
In time, the legend continues, the work in the factory began to decline; the owners of the factory had to end the work. The workers, as a result, dispersed all over the world and potatoes immediately became cheaper When the Przedborzer Jews would tell about these miracles, they would add, You can still today see the ruin that the Germans built and that the Rebbe, Reb Yeshayahule had cursed, with the towers of the cloth factory now overgrown with grass and moss.
The following occurrence was also told about this Tzadek. When Reb Yeshayahule was Rebbe, the regime ordered that every Jew should choose a family name. The supervisor of the names, naturally looked for a bone to lick. When one did not give him any money, he issued an ugly surname, so that the family would be shamed by it
When Rebbe, Reb Yeshayahule was ordered to choose a surname, he asked that Weltfreid (world joy) be registered. The official, who understood well the significance of this expression, did not want to register the name, wanting a bribe for it. However, the Rebbe, a great enemy of unjust rewards, said no money should be given. This official then suddenly became terribly ill and another who represented him registered the Rebbe's name Weltfreid without any opposition and without reward.
As long as Reb Yeshayahule lived, the Przedborzer Jews literally swam in plenty of good things for example there was an abundance of income was in the city. However he himself was satisfied with his lot in life. When Reb Yekl Widomer settled on the other side of the city (in the village of Widome), beyond the Pilica, and began to act rabbinical, giving blessings and remedies, Reb Yeshayahule made very little of it On the contrary, let still another Jew, a Tzadek, defend the sinful world However, when it was brought to him that Reb Yekele Widomer engages in self-flattery, Reb Yeshayahule answered in half-Polish and half-Hebrew: Tu jak tu, vatam hu omer that is, here, so to say, what does the simple person say? (In the rabbinical manner, he wanted to give him a jab, calling him tam (simple)).
Reb Yeshayahule died at the age of 75 (4 Elul 5591 [13 August 1831]). At his grave stands an ohel to which the pious public would make a pilgrimage.
His son, Reb Abraham-Moishe Weltfreid, Reb Emanuel's successor went through great trials during his life.
When he lived (in 1872) in the shtetl Sulejow, near Piotrkow, he was accused of a blood libel. A young Christian boy disappeared from the shtetl and this was before Passover. The rabin (Translator's note: Polish word for rabbi) was blamed; he had slaughtered the child for blood for matzohs. The mob attacked the Rebbe at the Seder. Everything in his home was demolished and looted; the floors and the walls were ripped. The young Christian boy was found in the morning rambling around in the city woods.
At first he met with this sort of thing: a Shabbos goya (Translator's note: a Christian woman who performs work prohibited to Jews on Shabbos) would come to heat the oven in the apartment of the Rebbe. Once, the rebbitzin, by mistake, treated her to a little glass of layek (a poison with which copper was polished) instead of whiskey, and the goya died as a result. The local Christians immediately attacked the Rebbe's house. However, the Rebbe succeeded in quieting the anger and rage of the mob through various means.
During the First World War, hunger sprang up in the court of the old Rebbe. Bandits attacked his home with guns, looking for money in the armored strong box. The Rebbe then left Rozprza and settled in Radomsk. His Przedborzer enemies had remorse for their old sin, placated the Rebbe and took him back to Przedborz. He died there on the 22nd in 5678  (Translator's note: no month is given) at the age of 78. Although he had worried that he would not be buried in the ohel of his eminent grandfather, the Beis-Din (religious court) ruled that he deserved a holy spot in the ohel.
The Rebbe Reb Abraham-Moishele was a great sage. A whole world came to him and even Christians thought very highly of him. Turabowski, a certain Lord from another area, did not do anything without first receiving advice from the Rozprza Prorok (Translator's note: Polish for prophet). When conducting lawsuits about inherited estates, the lord, as he would always stress to his Christian friends, in the merit of the Rozprza Rebbe, would win them all. When he lost a lawsuit after the death of Reb Abraham-Moishele, in the greatest excitement he cried out in court after hearing the sentence, As long as my Rebbe was alive no court had any power over me, and therefore, he cried passionately. This Lord would often visit the grave of his Rebbe and there cry out his bitter heart
The Rozprza's sons were the Pabianicer Rebbe and the Tomaszower Rebbe and the Rebbe Yisroeltce of Radomsk.
Once Reb Dovidl Lelewer had a desire to see how his son was doing. At dawn on a winter Friday morning when the frost was cracking, he sneaked out of his home and quickly ran to Strzalkow. The road to this village led through Paderewek and when he arrived there, it was already daybreak. Seeing a river near Paderewek, Reb Dovidl chopped out a piece of ice and immersed himself in honor of Shabbos. Perhaps he would no longer have time to immerse himself [when he arrived] in Strzalkow, a great distance from Paderewek. Just at the time Reb Dovidl immersed himself, the Paderewek farmer (the milk lessee) Reb Yenkl drove by with his horse and wagon carrying home a little wood from a nearby woods. Seeing how the old Jew with the ancient grey beard was crawling naked out of the frozen river, shivering with cold, the farmer sprang down from his wagon, quickly threw off his Dubielno furs and wrapped the shivering little Jew in them. Throwing the wood off of the wagon, he warmly placed the straw and hay around him and pressed the mare, in order to bring the unconscious man to Paderewek.
In his home, Reb Dovidl Lelewer was warmed with hot water bottles and hot tea. When he came to, Reb Dovidl asked the farm lessee how his income was and so on. The farmer forcefully justified himself, explaining that he more or less has an income. However, he must toil very hard and has no days or nights. He must, as G-d gives the day, travel to the city with the milk cans. And he cannot comply with everything the nobleman demands of him.
Reb Dovidl sighing deeply and nonchalantly, said to the arendar (Polish for farm lessee), It is already high time that you should buy the estate and stop being a farmer. Reb Yenkl, hearing these words, laughed strongly. However, he thought to himself, G-d grant from his mouth into G-d's ears
Reb Dovidl took leave of the arendar and his household and went on his way to his son in Strzalkow. He came in time to enter his son's home before candle lighting.
Leaving the nobleman, Reb Yenkl remembered what the old man had first said on Friday, upon leaving his house. He made havdalah as soon as he saw the first three stars in the sky at the close of Shabbos and left for Strzalkow in his horse and wagon. There he first realized that the old man whom he had met immersing himself in the river was the great tzadek, Reb Dovidl Lelewer.
The lessee explained the whole story to him and at the end added, From where does one get the money for that, holy Rebbe; I am only a poor arendar? Reb Dovidl did not give an answer but pleasantly sang and hummed the tunes of the full week with his hands. When he was as far as Fear not my servant Yakov, he said, You know, Yenkl, go to Krakow, buy the estate from the nobleman with mazel (good luck). Do not worry about anything, G-d will help. You have saved a Jew from death!...
On Monday at dawn, the nobleman drove to Yenkl's house with his coach harnessed with 4 draught horses and took him to Krakow. The nobleman sold the estate to be paid through installments, attested to by a notary according to the precepts of the statute. The nobleman's relatives made a hullabaloo and blamed the Jew that he had gotten the estate by cheating and started a lawsuit against him. Reb Yenkl again ran to Reb Dovidl Lelewer and he assured him that the lawsuit would come to nothing. Reb Yenkl won in all instances and became a very rich man and a greatly hospitable man, too.
(From the book, Estate Jews in Poland)
When the war began, the shtetele received another face, too. The river Warta, which calmly flowed on the west side of the shtetl for hundreds of years, suddenly became a stick in the German's eyes. The regulation of the water was begun with Jewish sweat and blood. The entire shtetele was transformed into one large work barracks. The Jews were driven together from all of the surrounding shtetlekh for this purpose. They were packed into cold dirty stables and used as a labor force.
The first victims from the shtetl, for wanting to help the dejected Jews, were: Leibish Tajchner, Hela Geldbart and Naftali Urbakh. They were sent away to Auschwitz in 1941, from which they never returned.
The Gidzeler Jews lived under constant terror until the 9th of October 1942, when they were driven out of their houses to the Radomsker Ghetto. Later, they were sent away to the gas chambers of Treblinka with all of the Radomsker Jews.
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