The Stone-Cutter

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Once upon a time there lived a stone-cutter, who went every day to a great rock in the side of a big mountain and cut out slabs for gravestones or for houses. He was a good stone-cutter and understood the kinds of stones which were suitable for different purposes. He was happy and satisfied. One mountain dweller told him that there is a spirit who lives in the mountain. The stone-cutter had never seen this spirit and told dweller that he didn't believe him. One day the stone-cutter climbed the mountain to get some new stones for one rich customer. His daily work seemed to grow harder and heavier, and he said to himself: "If only I were a rich man, how happy I would be!" And suddenly he heard the voice of the mountain spirit...
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