Once upon a time there was a Miser who used to hide
his gold at the foot of a tree in his garden; but every week
he used to go and dig it up and gloat over his gains. A
robber, who had noticed this, went and dug up the gold
and decamped with it. When the Miser next came to gloat
over his treasures, he found nothing but the empty hole.
He tore his hair, and raised such an outcry that all the
neighbours came around him, and he told them how he
used to come and visit his gold. ‘Did you ever take any of
it out?’ asked one of them.
‘Nay,’ said he, ‘I only came to look at it.’
‘Then come again and look at the hole,’ said a
neighbour; ‘it will do you just as much good.’
Moral Lesson: Wealth unused might as well not exist.