"i know already what is seemly, and here, god be thanked, everything is perfect, and there is nothing to blame as there is on earth." so he went in, and walked up and down the wide expanses of heaven. he looked around him, to the left and to the right, but sometimes shook his head, or muttered something to himself. then he saw two angels who were carrying away a beam. it was the beam which some one had had in his own eye whilst he was looking for the splinter in the eye of another. they did not, however, carry the beam lengthways, but obliquely. "did any one ever see such a piece of stupidity?" thought master pfriem; but he said nothing, and seemed satisfied with it. "it comes to the same thing after all, whichever way they carry the beam, straight or crooked, if they only get along with it, and truly i do not see them knock against anything." soon after this he saw two angels who were drawing water out of a well into a bucket, but at the same time he observed that the bucket was full of holes, and that the water was running out of it on every side. they were watering the earth with rain. "hang it," he exclaimed; but happily recollected himself, and thought, "perhaps it is only a pastime. if it is an amusement, then it seems they can do useless things of this kind even here in heaven, where people, as i have already noticed, do nothing but idle about." he went farther and saw a cart which had stuck fast in a deep hole. "it’s no wonder," said he to the man who stood by it; "who would load so unreasonably? what have you there?" "good wishes," replied the man, "i could not go along the right way with it, but still i have pushed it safely up here, and they won’t leave me sticking here." in fact an angel did come and harnessed two horses to it. "that’s quite right," thought pfriem, "but two horses won’t get that cart out, it must at least have four to it."