There
was a poor wood–cutter. One day, he was cutting a tree on the bank of a river. His axe fell into the river. The river was deep. He began to
weep. Hearing his cries, the god mercury appeared there. He asked the
wood-cutter, why he was weeping. The wood – cutter told him his sad story.
God
mercury dived into the river. He came out with a gold axe. The wood-cutter
said, ‘’it is not my axe.’’ Again god mercury dived into the river. This time
he came out with a silver axe. The wood-cutter said, “it is also not mine.’’
Then the god mercury dived again and brought an iron axe.
The
wood-cutter felt happy to see his own axe. He said, “This is really mine.” The
god mercury was pleased at his honesty. He gave him all the three axes as a
reward.
The
poor wood – cutter became very rich. After some days he told all the incident
to his neighbour. But his neighbour Shankar
was a greedy man. One day Shankar also went to that bank of the river with the
iron axe and started cutting tree. After some time he knowingly threw away his
axe into the river and started weeping like the poor wood-cutter. Hearing his
cry the god mercury appeared there. He asked Shankar why he was weeping. Shankar told him his sad story like the poor
wood-cutter.
The
god mercury dived into the river. He came out with the golden axe. Seeing the golden axe in front of him Shankar could
not keep control over his greed. He at once told “Yes, that is my axe.” The
god mercury understood that he is a greedy man a telling a lie. The god mercury
vanished. Shankar became sad, because he could get nothing, and had lost his only iron axe.
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