Gimpel Beynish the Matchmaker: An uprising of the sacrificial chickens of 1914 9-26-1914, 9-27-1914, 9-28-1914

Rosh Hashanah was over and it was time for Yom Kippur 1914. A fine opportunity for Sam Zagat to draw chickens, which he did wonderfully well.

September 26, 1914: His boys can't even earn a mitzvah.

GB: Take this, lads, carry the tallis into shul for me. Earn at least a little bit of a mitzvah.
Notke: I'll betcha there's candy in here. Let's take it away from him and have a look.
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GB: Bring me the tallis quickly, my loafers. The praying has already begun.
GB: Police! Murder! Fire! The loafers kidnapped my tallis!

September 27, 1914: Probably he'll swing the sacrificial chicken like all Jews.

GB: See, Jake, I've provided myself with a sacrificial chicken. One should always provide for the future.
GB: How about you? Why don't you think about the future? Obey me, I have a bride for you who...
Jake: Watch out, Mister Matchmaker, your chicken is rising up in rebellion. You could, God forbid, be stuck with all your sins.
GB: Hush! Don't bother me now. Can't you see I'm in the middle of business?
GB: Come here, Jake - chicken, I mean. I need you for Yom Kippur, you loaferish rooster.

September 28, 1914: These days even the roosters are too outspoken.

Quickly, lads, bring me the rooster, I'll swing the sacrificial chicken with you.
Come, my jewel, I'll do a tango dance and send you to the butcher.
Say, what kind of monkey business are you pulling with me? I'm Gimpel Beynish the Matchmaker.
Oy gevald! I feel like a bomb from a zeppelin is falling on me. Police!
Oy, "for the sin we have sinned against You..." -- Master of the Universe, take pity and make him go away.

Gimpel Beynish the Matchmaker
(Gimpl Beynish der Shadkhn)
Yiddish Comics of the early 20th century