The Discontented Man.

Mataura Ensign, Issue 13, 30 July 1895, Page 2

The Discontented Man.

There was once a man whq wa S always dis contented. No matter how thines were done, he always found some reason for displeasure ', he was never at a loss for an objection. At length ha died. Some time after the discontented man's death a friend of h ; s had a dream. He dreamt that ha died and went to heaven. Themaenificenceof the heavenly courts was beyond the heart of man to conceive. The walls were made of the loveliest jewels, the floors were of pure gold, and the magnificence of the city and iti inhabitants was unspeakable. The mind could not have conjured up a scene oE greater glory and happiness. As be walkkert about among the glistening throng in their snowy robe3 and crowns of gold, he suddenly met him whom he had known on this earth as the discontented man. "Ah, my friend," he slid, after their greetings were over, "now you have the desire of your heart. The cup of your happinaas is overflowing. When I look around and bahold the snUndar of heaven. I can be certain now that you are at last contented." For reply the discontented man removed the golden crown from his haad and held it out towards him. " Look here I Do you call that a fit 1" he asked, looking at the crown with a gleam of indignation in hi« eyes,