It's the commencement of the Day of Atonement.'" Simcha's brow cleared and the Reb laughed heartily.
"But I don't seethe point, father," said Levi.
"Point! Listen, my son.

First of all he was to have a Day of Atonement, beginning with no supper, for his sin of rudeness to his faithful wife.
Secondly, dost thou not know that with us the Day of Atonement is called a festival, because we rejoice at the Creator's goodness in giving us the privilege of fasting?
That's it, Pinchas, isn't it ?" "Yes, that's the point of the story, and I think the Rebbitzin had the best of it, eh ?" "Rebbitzins always have the last word," said the Reb.

"But did I tell you the story of the woman who asked me a question the other day?
She brought me a fowl in the morning and said that in cutting open the gizzard she had found a rusty pin which the fowl must have swallowed.
She wanted to know whether the fowl might be eaten.

It was a very difficult point, for how could you tell whether the pin had in any way contributed to the fowl's death?
I searched the _Shass_ and a heap of _Shaalotku-Tshuvos_.

I went and consulted the _Maggid_ and Sugarman the _Shadchan_ and Mr.Karlkammer, and at last we decided that the fowl was _tripha_ and could not be eaten.