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Peace in the home and financial success marked this happy
union, yet their existence was not one of uninterrupted joy; they experienced sadness and
grief. In the first place, on account of the war, there were foreign troops in the land
and Elias (GREENEBAUM) was twice robbed.
Secondly, at that time there was a band of robbers in the land, whose
leader was John BREYLER or, as he was called, Schinderhannes, who often
molested him with threats and incendiary letters, the details of which would take too much
space to relate.
An end was made to this band of brigands in 1803, through the efforts of
the French Government and the watchful eye of the police. The captain and several of his
accomplices were guillotined at Mainz, and the others were sentenced to prison for life at
hard labor.
The land was now safe from brigands, and the war continued in a more
regulated manner. Many people again prospered in business and every citizen was granted a
chance to recover from the hardships he had endured. But the couple mentioned was but the
least of the hard fate they had to endure.
They (Elias HIRSCH (GREENEBAUM) and Miriam (FELSENTHAL) had a family of eleven children – seven
sons and four daughters. At that time there was an epidemic of smallpox. Vaccination was
not yet discovered, or at least was not generally practiced in the country, and death
through this horrible illness demanded many victims among the children. Even of the many
that escaped death, a number suffered in such measure that they became almost blind.
Others bore deep scars, being thereby disfigured.
Among the children of the above mentioned couple this sickness raged
terribly and six sons were torn from them by death; the writer of these lines, who has the
honor to call himself the son of these estimable parents, alone was spared by the Heavenly
Father and under His protection was allowed a longer existence.[2]
My name was originally Israel (GREENEBAUM), but on account of the sad fate which my parents,
of blessed memory, suffered in regard to their children, the name of an animal, BAER, was
added to mine, and I was called Israel BAER.
Whether this old established custom was of a cabalistic origin or of a religious nature is
unknown to me.[3]
My parents endured all patiently and bowed to the will of God with all
submission. They lived piously and were faithful adherents of our faith. The daughters'
were Hannah, Fromet and Beier (GREENEBAUM). The name of the
fourth one will be explained later.
The sad experiences of the parents were continued in the lives of the
children and caused grief and sorrow without parallel in that region in those days. In
June, 1804, our father (Elias GREENEBAUM) died as a result of
a hemorrhage, which illness he had had some years before through shock, when two Austrian
soldiers, who were known only by the name of
Red-coats[4], shot at him, and a bullet came so close that
it singed his coat.
The death of my father caused general mourning in the whole region. Many
mourned in him their guide, benefactor and protector. The loss that the nearest of kin had
to bewail cannot be told in words, nor written down by pen, especially as the mother was
pregnant and felt the grief of carrying an unborn orphan under her heart.
Great changes followed in the house, as according to French law[5], everything had to be put at public
sale. Our mother (Miriam FELSENTHAL) had the firm resolve to
continue the business in the same manner in all respects, partly to keep it for her
children and bring them up under her own surveillance in her own business and she bid in
everything herself. Her purpose was unfortunately not achieved.
Nineteen weeks later, in November of the same year, she gave birth to a
daughter (Miriam GREENEBAUM); it was the easiest confinement
she had ever had. Hardly had the child seen the light of day, when our mother swooned and
alas, had to suffer death at that moment; all attempts to revive her proved fruitless. The
physician explained that her death was caused by weakness and heart failure.
If the misery endured before had not reached the greatest measure, it now
was overflowing. The new-born child was kept alive by fostering care with the aid of God,
received the name of its mother, Miriam.
A second public sale was now held, and in sadness we had to see all that
our dear parents had acquired with toil and trouble, all that they had taken pleasure and
comfort in, pass into the hands of strangers. Only the house and garden, one piece of
ground and a Scroll of Law were assigned to the writer of these lines as his property. A
new epoch began for us now, in which the hard blow we had suffered was in a measure
softened for us.
Our eldest sister, Hannah (GREENEBAUM), now
also deceased, was married during the life of our parents to my father's nephew, by the
name of Benjamin ABRAHAM (GREENEBAUM). These
were the parents of the Reverend Dr. Elias GRUENEBAUM, district rabbi in
Landau.
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Although I was among friends and lacked nothing, and was
under good supervision in every respect, everyone will appreciate that I began only now to
feel the loss more keenly, and envied other children who were under the protection of
their parents. Even here the fostering care of my sister Hannah did not end. She came
often to look after us, exercising a supervision necessary to children of that age.
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