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AZR on Ahad Ha'am: The Tragedy of a Writer

An intimate portrait, from the first meeting to the final days
The friendship of AZR and Ahad Ha'am lasted more than forty years, from their first meeting in the 1880s (when Ahad Ha'am declined the book AZR was peddling but gave him a ruble, "and after some time we became friends"; see "From Book Peddler to the Land of Israel"), through their correspondence (see "Ahad Ha'am's Letters"), and up to the final days. In his article "On the Life of Ahad Ha'am" ("Davar," 5687/1927), AZR drew a moving portrait. "Davar," 5 Adar 5687 · Project Ben-Yehuda · public domain

1 "A Writer by Divine Grace"

AZR disputes Ahad Ha'am's self-deprecation (he called himself "a guest in literature"), and testifies to his exactingness:

"That he was a writer, and a writer by divine grace — that is beyond all doubt… Nothing left his hands that was not fully polished and perfected. Would that 'the writers' were as careful with every utterance they put forth as this guest-writer was." AZR, "On the Life of Ahad Ha'am," "Davar," 5687 (1927); Project Ben-Yehuda.

2 Editor of "HaShiloah": A Mission, Not a Livelihood

Of the editing of "HaShiloah," AZR writes that it was no commercial venture but a vision:

"Ahad Ha'am's program was a deep spiritual demand: to lift our literature out of the swamp, to purify it, to beautify it, and at the same time to revive the heart of the people and raise it up." Ibid. (AZR describes the drudgery of correcting the manuscripts of "the masters of flowery rhetoric," each of whom considered himself a little Ahad Ha'am.)

3 The "Operation": From Editor to Tea Seller

After five years and ten volumes, the owners of "Ahiasaf" cut his salary from 1,500 to 900 rubles; Ahad Ha'am resigned. And here lies the tragedy:

A Genius Buried in a Tea Shop

"And Ahad Ha'am fell silent, and Ahad Ha'am became a clerk in Wissotzky's tea shop. For twenty-five years he was occupied with selling tea. And his love of literature he buried deep, deep in his heart…" Ibid.

4 The Final Days

Visiting Ahad Ha'am at the end of his life, AZR heard the painful confession:

"I envy you, my dear friend, that you are still working; while I, when I go to lie down in the evening, give myself an account: how did the whole day pass for me?… I did nothing, I added nothing; the day passed as though it had never been." Ibid. (Ahad Ha'am's words to AZR).

AZR closes with a cry over the fact that no one could be found to fund the 600 rubles a year that would have allowed Ahad Ha'am to keep writing: "Where shall we hide from our shame?"

Connection to the database: this chapter completes the arc of the AZR–Ahad Ha'am friendship, from the humbling encounter while peddling his books ("From Book Peddler to the Land of Israel"), through the authenticated letter of 1901 ("Ahad Ha'am's Letters"), to the visits at the end of his life. It also illustrates AZR as the chronicler of his generation, alongside the portraits of Brenner, Gordon, Vitkin, and Borochov (see "Portraits" and "AZR and Brenner").