Mulla Nasrudin called on the minister
and told him a distressing story of poverty and misery in the neighbourhood.
"This poor widow," said the
Mulla, "with four starving children to feed, is sick in bed with no money
for the doctor, and besides that she owes $100 rent for three months and is
about to be evicted. I'm out trying to help raise the rent money. I wondered if
you can help?"
"I certainly can," said the
minister. "If you can give your time to this cause, so can I. By the way,
who are you?"
"I AM THE LANDLORD," said
Nasrudin.
