Oh, that Rabbi N. !

In the temple at Cracow the Great Rabbi N. was sitting and praying with his disciples. Suddenly he uttered a cry, and, in reply to his disciples' anxious inquiries, exclaimed: "At the very moment the Great Rabbi L. has died in Lemberg." The community put on mourning for the dead man. In the course of the next few days people arriving from Lemberg were asked how the Rabbi had died and what had been wrong with him; but they knew nothing about it, and had left him in the best of health. At last it was established with certainty that the Rabbi L. in Lemberg had not died at the moment that the Rabbi N. had observed his death by telepathy, since he was still alive. A stranger to the opportunity of jeering at one of the Cracow Rabbi's disciples about the occurence: "Your Rabbi made a great fool of himself that time, when he saw the Rabbi L. die in Lemberg. The man's alive to this day." "That makes no difference," replied the disciple. "Whatever you may say, the Kück from Cracow to Lemberg was a magnificent one."