Friederike Lohmann

“ A glazier was once travelling across the mountain with a heavy load of glass upon his back; long and sore had the poor man toiled beneath his burden, and being now ready to sink beneath it, he was looking around him for a place where he might rest himself. Rubezahl—ever on the lookout for adventures—soon espied the way-worn traveller, and instantly transformed himself into a log of wood, which the glazier no sooner perceived lying on the ground before him than he hastened to rest himself upon it. ”

“ At the moment, however, that the coachman, quite out of breath and imprecating a thousand curses upon the obstinate wheel, had renounced in despair the attempt to move it, up it started, and after poising itself for a moment, without any assistance from its exasperated guide, bounded away with amazing velocity down the rocky declivity of the mountain! ”

“ No sooner was the peasant gone than Rubezahl set to work, and in a short time had got all the huge trees bound together in one bundle, which he slung upon his back as easily as one would do an ordinary faggot ”