Letter from Meish Rubin
To my dear cousin Taube, may she live well, and all her children, and also anyone who enquires after me. I have received your letter in which you ask me to tell Tuvye not to be cross with you. I’ll have to tell him later. I would have done it without you asking. I shall have to pinch him so that he will listen, then he will write again and complain to his mother-in-law. So now he hasn’t anything to write. You have feribble if anyone touches him. I hate to give explanations, but I am convinced that this man must learn things, words alone will not help. I’ll see what you say now. Be well and happy, as is the wish of your dear cousin, Meish Rubin.