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and got it there, it lies on the shore instead of sand. Can I
too fetch some of it, said the king, and he was quite eager
about it. As much as you like, answered he. There is a
ferryman on the river, let him ferry you over, and you can fill
your sacks on the other side. The greedy king set out in all
haste, and when he came to the river he beckoned to the ferryman
to put him across. The ferryman came and bade him get in,
and when they got to the other shore he put the oar in his
hand and sprang over. But from this time forth the king had to
ferry, as a punishment for his sins. Perhaps he is ferrying
still. If he is, it is because no one has taken the oar from
him.
A certain miller had little by little fallen into poverty, and
had nothing left but his mill and a large apple-tree behind
it. Once when he had gone into the forest to fetch wood, an
old man stepped up to him whom he had never seen before, and
said, why do you plague yourself with cutting wood, I will
make you rich, if you will promise me what is standing behind
your mill. What can that be but my apple-tree, thought the
miller, and said, yes, and gave a written promise to the
stranger. He, however, laughed mockingly and said, when three
years have passed, I will come and carry away what belongs to me,
and then he went. When the miller got home, his wife came to
meet him and said, tell me, miller, from whence comes this
sudden wealth into our house. All at once every box and chest
was filled, no one brought it in, and I know not how it
happened. He answered, it comes from a stranger who met me in
the forest, and promised me great treasure. I' in return,
have promised him what stands behind the mill - we can very
well give him the big apple-tree for it. Ah, husband, said the
terrified wife, that must have been the devil. He did not mean the
apple-tree, but our daughter, who was standing behind the mill
sweeping the yard.

The miller's daughter was a beautiful, pious girl, and lived
through the three years in the fear of God and without sin. When
therefore the time was over, and the day came when the evil one
was to fetch her, she washed herself clean, and made a circle
round herself with chalk. The devil appeared quite early, but
he could not come near to her. Angrily, he said to the miller,
take all water away from her, that she may no longer be able to
wash herself, for otherwise I have no power over her. The
miller was afraid, and did so. The next morning the devil came
again, but she had wept on her hands, and they were quite
clean. Again he could not get near her, and furiously said to
the miller, cut her hands off, or else I have no power over
her. The miller was shocked and answered, how could I cut off my
own child's hands. Then the evil one threatened him and said,
if you do not do it you are mine, and I will take you yourself.

The father became alarmed, and promised to obey him. So he
went to the girl and said, my child, if I do not cut off both
your hands, the devil will carry me away, and in my terror
I have promised to do it. Help me in my need, and forgive me
the harm I do you. She replied, dear father, do with me what
you will, I am your child. Thereupon she laid down both her
hands, and let them be cut off. The devil came for the third
time, but she had wept so long and so much on the stumps, that
after all they were quite clean. Then he had to give in, and
had lost all right over her.

The miller said to her, I have by means of you received such
great wealth that I will keep you most handsomely as long as
you live. But she replied, here I cannot stay, I will go forth,
compassionate people will give me as much as I require.

Thereupon she caused her maimed arms to be bound to her back,
and by sunrise she set out on her way, and walked the whole day
until night fell. Then she came to a royal garden, and by
the shimmering of the moon she saw that trees covered with
beautiful fruits grew in
it, but she could not enter, for it was surrounded by water.
And as she had walked the whole day and not eaten one mouthful,
and hunger tormented her, she thought, ah, if I were but inside,
that I might eat of the fruit, else must I die of hunger. Then
she knelt down, called on God the Lord, and prayed. And
suddenly an angel came towards her, who made a dam in the water,
so that the moat became dry and she could walk through it. And
now she went into the garden and the angel went with her. She
saw a tree covered with beautiful pears, but they were all
counted. Then she went to them, and to still her hunger, ate
one with her mouth from the tree, but no more. The gardener
was watching, but as the angel was standing by, he was afraid
and thought the maiden was a spirit, and was silent, neither
did he dare to cry out, or to speak to the spirit. When she had
eaten the pear, she was satisfied, and went and concealed herself
among the bushes. The king to whom the garden belonged, came
down to it next morning, and counted, and saw that one of the
pears was missing, and asked the gardener what had become of it,
as it was not lying beneath the tree, but was gone. Then
answered the gardener, last night, a spirit came in, who had no
hands, and ate off one of the pears with its mouth. The king
said, how did the spirit get over the water, and where did it go
after it had eaten the pear. The gardener answered, someone
came in a snow-white garment from heaven who made a dam, and
kept back the water, that the spirit might walk through the moat.
And as it must have been an angel, I was afraid, and asked
no questions, and did not cry out. When the spirit had eaten
the pear, it went back again. The king said, if it be as you
say, I will watch with you to-night.

and got it there, it lies on the shore instead of sand. Can I

too fetch some of it, said the king, and he was quite eager

about it. As much as you like, answered he. There is a

ferryman on the river, let him ferry you over, and you can fill

your sacks on the other side. The greedy king set out in all

haste, and when he came to the river he beckoned to the ferryman

to put him across. The ferryman came and bade him get in,

and when they got to the other shore he put the oar in his

hand and sprang over. But from this time forth the king had to

ferry, as a punishment for his sins. Perhaps he is ferrying

still. If he is, it is because no one has taken the oar from

him.

A certain miller had little by little fallen into poverty, and

had nothing left but his mill and a large apple-tree behind

it. Once when he had gone into the forest to fetch wood, an

old man stepped up to him whom he had never seen before, and

said, why do you plague yourself with cutting wood, I will

make you rich, if you will promise me what is standing behind

your mill. What can that be but my apple-tree, thought the

miller, and said, yes, and gave a written promise to the

stranger. He, however, laughed mockingly and said, when three

years have passed, I will come and carry away what belongs to me,

and then he went. When the miller got home, his wife came to

meet him and said, tell me, miller, from whence comes this

sudden wealth into our house. All at once every box and chest

was filled, no one brought it in, and I know not how it

happened. He answered, it comes from a stranger who met me in

the forest, and promised me great treasure. I' in return,

have promised him what stands behind the mill - we can very

well give him the big apple-tree for it. Ah, husband, said the

terrified wife, that must have been the devil. He did not mean the

apple-tree, but our daughter, who was standing behind the mill

sweeping the yard.

The miller's daughter was a beautiful, pious girl, and lived

through the three years in the fear of God and without sin. When

therefore the time was over, and the day came when the evil one

was to fetch her, she washed herself clean, and made a circle

round herself with chalk. The devil appeared quite early, but

he could not come near to her. Angrily, he said to the miller,

take all water away from her, that she may no longer be able to

wash herself, for otherwise I have no power over her. The

miller was afraid, and did so. The next morning the devil came

again, but she had wept on her hands, and they were quite

clean. Again he could not get near her, and furiously said to

the miller, cut her hands off, or else I have no power over

her. The miller was shocked and answered, how could I cut off my

own child's hands. Then the evil one threatened him and said,

if you do not do it you are mine, and I will take you yourself.

The father became alarmed, and promised to obey him. So he

went to the girl and said, my child, if I do not cut off both

your hands, the devil will carry me away, and in my terror

I have promised to do it. Help me in my need, and forgive me

the harm I do you. She replied, dear father, do with me what

you will, I am your child. Thereupon she laid down both her

hands, and let them be cut off. The devil came for the third

time, but she had wept so long and so much on the stumps, that

after all they were quite clean. Then he had to give in, and

had lost all right over her.

The miller said to her, I have by means of you received such

great wealth that I will keep you most handsomely as long as

you live. But she replied, here I cannot stay, I will go forth,

compassionate people will give me as much as I require.

Thereupon she caused her maimed arms to be bound to her back,

and by sunrise she set out on her way, and walked the whole day

until night fell. Then she came to a royal garden, and by

the shimmering of the moon she saw that trees covered with

beautiful fruits grew in

it, but she could not enter, for it was surrounded by water.

And as she had walked the whole day and not eaten one mouthful,

and hunger tormented her, she thought, ah, if I were but inside,

that I might eat of the fruit, else must I die of hunger. Then

she knelt down, called on God the Lord, and prayed. And

suddenly an angel came towards her, who made a dam in the water,

so that the moat became dry and she could walk through it. And

now she went into the garden and the angel went with her. She

saw a tree covered with beautiful pears, but they were all

counted. Then she went to them, and to still her hunger, ate

one with her mouth from the tree, but no more. The gardener

was watching, but as the angel was standing by, he was afraid

and thought the maiden was a spirit, and was silent, neither

did he dare to cry out, or to speak to the spirit. When she had

eaten the pear, she was satisfied, and went and concealed herself

among the bushes. The king to whom the garden belonged, came

down to it next morning, and counted, and saw that one of the

pears was missing, and asked the gardener what had become of it,

as it was not lying beneath the tree, but was gone. Then

answered the gardener, last night, a spirit came in, who had no

hands, and ate off one of the pears with its mouth. The king

said, how did the spirit get over the water, and where did it go

after it had eaten the pear. The gardener answered, someone

came in a snow-white garment from heaven who made a dam, and

kept back the water, that the spirit might walk through the moat.

And as it must have been an angel, I was afraid, and asked

no questions, and did not cry out. When the spirit had eaten

the pear, it went back again. The king said, if it be as you

say, I will watch with you to-night.