Honesty is the best policy

Once upone a time their were live a poor man. He live in a small village. He has no children. Before 3 years his wife also died from colera

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He live in a small hut. He cutting wood in a garden. He regularly cut it and sold it in the evening. Thats the money he get it was Enough for him.

One day he was going cutting wood near a pond. Suddenly his axel fallen in a the pond. And he sat here and staring to cring. After sometime a beutyful fairy come to him and asked him why he was crying. The man tols her the story he list his axe in the pond. The beutyful fairy told him Don't cry. I will give you the axe. Then he depth the pond and come vack with a gold axe and asked the nan its yours. The poor man replied no it is not my axe.

The fairy depth Again and come back with a silver axe and asked the man its yours. The poor man reply no its not me. My axe made by iron. The fairy depth Again and come the iron axe the poir man saw it and become very happy. The fairy become very happy for the honesyy of the poor man.She give him all type of axe.