Once upon a time there was a Miser who used to hide his gold at the foot of a mango 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 stole it.
When the Miser next came to watch 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.
"No," 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: Wealth unused might as well not
exist.