A man visited with a priest at the rectory.
This priest was well known for his charitable impulses.
“Father,” he said in a broken voice, “I wish to draw your attention to the terrible plight of a poor family in this parish. The father is dead, the mother is too ill to work, and the nine children are starving.
They are about to be kicked out and turned into the cold, empty streets unless someone pays their rent, which amounts to $400.”
“How terrible!” exclaimed the priest. “May I ask who you are?”
The sympathetic visitor applied his handkerchief to his eyes. “I’m the landlord,” he sobbed.
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