The Silver Lining
Once upon a time a man got caught in a rainstorm. Though
drenched, he thought, “some good may yet come of this,” for the clouds parted
and a rainbow formed, with a pot of gold at the end. The man boldly strode to the
rainbow’s end, and seized the pot from a protesting Leprechaun. Then he lugged
the heavy caldron through the freezing rain to his home.
Once home he saw that the pot was gilded tin; but within
it were twelve silver shekels. Cold, wet and tired, he went to bed. The next morning
he awoke with a fever so high that he feared for his life. The doctor’s nauseating nostrum quickly
restored him to full health, and cost only thirteen silver shekels.
Moral: The silver lining is always smaller than the
cloud.
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