Akpors visited the pastor's
home and asked to see the minister's
wife, a woman well known for her
charitable impulses.
"Madam," he said in a broken voice, "I wish to draw
your attention
to the terrible plight of a poor family
in this district. The father is dead, the
mother is too ill to work, and the nine
children are starving. They are about
to be turned into the cold, empty streets unless
someone pays their
rent, which amounts to $400."
"How terrible!" exclaimed the
preacher's wife. "May I ask who you are?"
The sympathetic visitor Akpors applied his
handkerchief to his eyes. "I'm
the landlord," he sobbed

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