there was once a man who understood all kinds of arts; he served in war, and behaved well and bravely, but when the war was over he received his dismissal（解雇）, and three farthings for his expenses on the way.
"stop," said he, "i shall not be content with this. if i can only meet with the right people, the king will yet have to give me all the treasure of the country." then full of anger he went into the forest, and saw a man standing1 therein who had plucked up six trees as if they were blades of corn. he said to him, "wilt2 thou be my servant and go with me?" "yes," he answered, "but, first, i will take this little bundle of sticks home to my mother," and he took one of the trees, and wrapped it round the five others, lifted the bundle on his back, and carried it away. then he returned and went with his *, who said, "we two ought to be able to get through the world very well," and when they had walked on for a short while they found a huntsman who was kneeling, had shouldered his gun, and was about to fire.
the * said to him, "huntsman, what art thou going to shoot?" he answered, "two miles from here a fly is sitting on the branch of an oak-tree, and i want to shoot its left eye out." "oh, come with me," said the man, "if we three are together, we certainly ought to be able to get on in the world!" the huntsman was ready, and went with him, and they came to s*n windmills whose sails were turning round with great speed, and yet no wind was blowing either on the right or the left, and no leaf was stirring. then said the man, "i know not what is driving the windmills, not a breath of air is stirring," and he went onwards with his servants, and when they had walked two miles they saw a man sitting on a tree who was shutting one nostril3, and blowing out of the other. "good gracious! what are you doing up there?" he answered, "two miles from here are s*n windmills; look, i am blowing them till they turn round." "oh, come with me," said the man. "if we four are together, we shall carry the whole world before us!"
then the blower came down and went with him, and after a while they saw a man who was standing on one leg and had taken off the other, and laid it beside him. then the * said, "you have arranged things very comfortably to have a rest." "i am a runner," he replied, "and to stop myself running far too fast, i have taken off one of my legs, for if i run with both, i go quicker than any *rd can fly." "oh, go with me. if we five are together, we shall carry the whole world before us." so he went with them, and it was not long before they met a man who wore a cap, but had put it quite on one ear. then the * said to him, "gracefully4, gracefully, don't stick your cap on one ear, you look just like a tom-fool!" "i must not wear it otherwise," said he, "for if i set my hat straight, a terrible frost comes on, and all the *rds in the air are frozen, and * dead on the ground." "oh, come with me," said the *. "if we six are together, we can carry the whole world before us."
now the six came to a town where the king had proclaimed that whoso*r ran a race with his daughter and won the victory, should be her hu*and, but whoso*r lost it, must lose his head. then the man presented himself and said, "i will, how*r, let my servant run for me." the king replied, "then his life also must be staked, so that his head and thine are both set on the victory."
when that was settled and made secure, the man buckled5 the other leg on the runner, and said to him, "now be nimble, and * us to win." it was fixed6 that the one who was first to bring some water from a far distant well was to be the victor. the runner received a pitcher7, and the king's daughter one too, and they began to run at the same time, but in an instant, when the king's daughter had got a very little way, the people who were looking on could see no * of the runner, and it was just as if the wind had whistled by. in a short time he reached the well, filled his pitcher with water, and turned back. half-way home, how*r, he was overcome with fatigue8, and set his pitcher down, lay down himself, and fell asleep. he had, how*r, made a pillow of a horse's skull9 which was lying on the ground, in order that he might lie uncomfortably, and soon wake up again.
in the meantime the king's daughter, who could also run very well quite as well as any ordinary mortal can had reached the well, and was hurrying back with her pitcher full of water, and when she saw the runner lying there asleep, she was glad and said, "my enemy is delivered over into my hands," emptied his pitcher, and ran on. and now all would have been lost if by good luck the huntsman had not been standing at the top of the castle, and had not seen *rything with his sharp eyes. then said he, "the king's daughter shall still not prevail against us;" and he loaded his gun, and shot so cl*rly, that he shot the horse's skull away from under the runner's head without hurting him. then the runner awoke, leapt up, and saw that his pitcher was empty, and that the king's daughter was already far in advance. he did not lose heart, how*r, but ran back to the well with his pitcher, again drew some water, and was at home again, ten minutes before the king's daughter. "behold10!" said he, "i have not bestirred myself till now, it did not deserve to be called running before."
