Frictional Electricity

I HAPPENED to visit the accident ward of St. Paracelsus’ Hospital because a friend of mine who is interested in the Flower Mission asked me to stop there during my afternoon walk and give a few flowers to the sufferers. When I had arranged the last half-dozen of the roses in a vase upon the little stand by the bedside of one bruised and battered patient, he looked at me gratefully, and said: “Oh, thank you, sir! And would you mind, sir, stopping for a bit of talk? I’m so lonely and miserable.”