Unknown friends
A bee once unfortunately fell into a river with a flow. It was being swept away by the strong waves of water.
A dove was sitting on a branch of a tree at that time. Its eyes fell upon the bee and saw that it was in sorry plight. Taking pity on the bee, it at once plucked a broad leaf and threw it near the bee.
The bee climbed on the leaf, dried its wings and flew away. It was full of gratitude for the good-natured and generous dove.
After a few days the bee noticed a cruel hunter taking a careful aim with his gun at its benefactor.
The dove's life was in danger. Realizing this grave situation, it flew directly to the hunter's hand, settled lightly on it and stung him as he was just to shoot. The hunter missed the aim. He cried with pain. In the meantime the dove flew away
The bee had made a good return for the help of the dove.
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