Two Jewish merchants in olden day Europe were travelling home from fair. It was late on
Friday, but the roads were icy and muddy. To their dismay, they realized they were going to have
to stop for Shabbos somewhere along the way. With no other choice, they stopped at a nearby
town, and knocked on the first door they spotted with a mezuzah on it, mortified at showing up
uninvited to someone’s house. But Shabbos is Shabbos, and you must do what you must do.
When an old man came to the door, the merchants excused themselves for showing up so late
and uninvited. The host told them they were welcome to stay with him—but only for the price of
five-hundred rubles. The men looked at each other in disbelief—“That’s more expensive than the
Four Seasons!”—but with no other choice they forked over the money and got ready for the holy
day.
Returning home from shul that night, they found a beautiful table laden with delicacies.
Having paid so much money for the privilege, they figured they might as well get comfortable
and enjoy themselves. And what a feast it was. They shared words of Torah with their host, sang
niggunim, and ate and drank more heartily than they had in a long time. This repeated itself the
following morning and afternoon.
As they said goodbye after Shabbos, the host handed them back a purse with all the
money they paid. “This is yours,” he said simply. The men were baffled. “What do you mean?”
they asked “Wasn’t that the fee for our lodging here?”
The man explained: “When you arrived at my door yesterday, I could tell you were
uncomfortable. You didn’t want to bother me, and you didn’t want to spend Shabbos in a
stranger’s home. But I wanted to you to enjoy your stay and feel like you belong here—and the
only way I could think of was to have you pay for it! If you paid for it, you would no longer feel
like I was doing you a favor. As you can see, it worked—I saw how much you enjoyed
yourselves! Now that you’ve enjoyed Shabbos, you can take the money back—and I’ll take the
mitzvah.”
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