THE GOLDEN GOOSE
THERE was a man who had three sons, the youngest of whom was called
Dummling, and was despised, mocked, and put down on every occasion.
It happened that the eldest wanted to go into the forest to hew wood,
and before he went his mother gave him a beautiful sweet cake and a
bottle of wine in order that he might not suffer from hunger or thirst.
When he entered the forest there met him a little grey-haired old man
who bade him good-day, and said, "Do give me a piece of cake out of
your pocket, and let me have a draught of your wine; I am so hungry and
thirsty." But the prudent youth answered, "If I give you my cake and
wine, I shall have none for myself; be off with you," and he left the
little man standing and went on.
But when he began to hew down a tree, it was not long before he made a
false stroke, and the axe cut him in the arm, so that he had to go home
and have it bound up. And this was the little grey man's doing.
 After this the second son went into the forest, and his mother gave him,
like the eldest, a cake and a bottle of wine. The little old grey man met
him likewise, and asked him for a piece of cake and a drink of wine. But
the second son, too, said with much reason, "What I give you will be
taken away from myself; be off!" and he left the little man standing
and went on. His punishment, however, was not delayed; when he had made
a few strokes at the tree he struck himself in the leg, so that he had
to be carried home.
Then Dummling said, "Father, do let me go and cut wood." The father
answered, "Your brothers have hurt themselves with it, leave it alone,
you do not understand anything about it." But Dummling begged so long
that at last he said, "Just go then, you will get wiser by hurting
yourself." His mother gave him a cake made with water and baked in the
cinders, and with it a bottle of sour beer.
When he came to the forest the little old grey man met him likewise,
and greeting him, said, "Give me a piece of your cake and a drink
out of your bottle; I am so hungry and thirsty." Dummling answered,
"I have only cinder-cake and sour beer; if that pleases you, we will
sit down and eat." So they sat down, and when Dummling pulled out his
cinder-cake, it was a fine sweet cake, and the sour beer had become
good wine. So they ate and drank, and after that the little man said,
"Since you have a good heart, and are willing to divide what you have,
I will give you good luck. There stands an old tree, cut it down, and you
will find something at the roots." Then the little man took leave of him.
Dummling went and cut down the tree, and when it fell there was a goose
sitting in the roots with feathers of pure gold. He lifted her up, and
taking her with him, went to an inn where he thought he would stay the
night. Now the host had three daughters, who saw the goose and were
curious to know what such a wonderful bird might be, and would have
liked to have one of its golden feathers.
The eldest thought, "I shall soon find an opportunity of pulling out a
feather," and as soon as Dummling had
 gone out she seized the goose by
the wing, but her finger and hand remained sticking fast to it.
The second came soon afterwards, thinking only of how she might get a
feather for herself, but she had scarcely touched her sister than she
was held fast.
At last the third also came with the like intent, and the others screamed
out, "Keep away; for goodness' sake keep away!" But she did not understand
why she was to keep away. "The others are there," she thought, "I may
as well be there too," and ran to them; but as soon as she had touched
her sister, she remained sticking fast to her. So they had to spend the
night with the goose.
The next morning Dummling took the goose under his arm and set out,
without troubling himself about the three girls who were hanging on to
it. They were obliged to run after him continually, now left, now right,
just as he was inclined to go.
In the middle of the fields the parson met them, and when he saw the
procession he said, "For shame, you good-for-nothing girls, why are you
running across the fields after this young man? is that seemly?" At the
same time he seized the youngest by the hand in order to pull her away,
but as soon as he touched her he likewise stuck fast, and was himself
obliged to run behind.
Before long the sexton came by and saw his master, the parson, running
behind three girls. He was astonished at this and called out, "Hi,
your reverence, whither away so quickly? do not forget that we have a
christening to-day!" and running after him he took him by the sleeve,
but was also held fast to it.
Whilst the five were trotting thus one behind the other, two labourers
came with their hoes from the fields; the parson called out to them and
begged that they would set him and the sexton free. But they had scarcely
touched the sexton when they were held fast, and now there were seven
of them running behind Dummling and the goose.
Soon afterwards he came to a city, where a king ruled who had a daughter
who was so serious that no one could make her laugh. So he had put
forth a decree that whosoever should be able to make her laugh should
marry her. When Dummling heard this, he went with his goose
 and all her
train before the King's daughter, and as soon as she saw the seven people
running on and on, one behind the other, she began to laugh quite loudly,
and as if she would never leave off. Thereupon Dummling asked to have her
for his wife, and the wedding was celebrated. After the King's death,
Dummling inherited the kingdom and lived a long time contentedly with
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