FOR HIS MOTHER'S SAKE.

Star (Christchurch), Issue 12243, 15 February 1918, Page 7

FOR HIS MOTHER'S SAKE.

Instances of remarkable and iimemous selfishness are, unfortunately not hard to find. The fallowing would ho difficult to match. Two strangers met at one of the small tables in a trans-American dining-car. They found a common bond in the effort to secure something to eat, and by the time tho coffee came they were on friendly lei ins. J [ n ondei jf .1011 would do me afavour,” said the first one, as he his bill. The other man seemed rci ceptivo, and the first one continued “ Hare you a lower sleeping-berth lor to-night? TIUiMIUM },u UL no &U. ‘AVell, I’m travelling with ,nv mother, whe is well along In life and I’m anxious to make her comfortable Would you be willing to give her tyour berth?” “I should be delighted,” responded the stranger. They went back to the sleeper, where the accommodating man was presented to the other’s mother, a white-haired old lady with a. charming face. The good Samaritan had exchanged his lower berth far the upper, belonging to lire old lady, and was radiatin'" with a sense of charitable kindness'! It led linn to remark affably to Hid other man:— “But where are you going to sleep? “Oh, that’s all right,” was the answcl." fhat’s my berth over there” - -nomtnig to. a lower oue.