One of the last "Broder Singers" (see "Lexicon of the
Yiddish Theatre," pp. 216-235).
Sani Shapiro, who brought
him to Bucharest in the eighteenth century, portrays him
"All who have became famous
today, had during that time suffered greatly, and not
once had they not had a supper [evening meal], whether
or not it was a time to eat. Whomever said that they
used to leave, they did not have to return. Interesting
how I had gotten the last Broder Singer (one of the
last), I mean the Shimele. It doesn't matter that I
haven't his picture, because then it was good that they
had to eat and take pictures was a thing of pleasure,
and that pleasure was unpopular to please oneself.
It was that teahouse, and I
found Shimele. His figure was small. He alone doesn't
know if he is about one-hundred.
He held his stiff hat like
Charlie Chaplain. He simply could not speak. His hands
and the other abris had spoken. He was hoarse. It
gave me a painful heartache. I said: 'Shimele, You know
who shows me where to go, and you will not have to do
anything, and whatever I will earn, I will give you
half.' He was dressed naked and dirty with a filthy
hammer with wild nails. I didn't know how the people
lived, but his spirit and lived. He didn't know how to
speak. He accepted my request and went with me. In the
middle of the night it was not so cheerful, only
Saturday night and Sunday I gained, I went with him to a
sweat-bath and bought him underwear and cheap panties,
but he didn't want any hat, but a stiff hat. I asked him
where he was born, and he told me in Lemberg. This is
correctly the last singer of Velvl Zbarzher's group."
At the age when he could no
longer sing due to his hoarseness, he used to "speak"
S. passed way in Bucharest,
where Yiddish actors erected a gravestone.
Sh. E. from
of the Yiddish Theatre," N.Y., 1931, Vol. 1, p. 235.