A miller1 fell slowly but surely into poverty, until finally he had nothing more than his mill and a large apple tree which stood behind it. One day he had gone into the forest to gather wood, where he was approached by an old man, whom he had never seen before, and who said, "Why do you torment2 yourself with chopping wood? I will make you rich if you will promise me that which is standing3 behind your mill."

　　"What can that be but my apple tree?" thought the miller, said yes, and signed it over to the strange man.

　　The latter, however, laughed mockingly and said, "I will come in three years and get what belongs to me," then went away.

　　When he arrived home, his wife came up to him and said, "Miller, tell me, where did all the wealth come from that is suddenly in our house? All at once all the chests and boxes are full, and no one brought it here, and I don't know where it came from."

　　He answered, "It comes from an strange man whom I met in the woods and who promised me great treasures if I would but sign over to him that which stands behind the mill. We can give up the large apple tree for all this."

　　"Oh, husband!" said the woman, terrified. "That was the devil. He didn't mean the apple tree, but our daughter, who was just then standing behind the mill sweeping4 the yard."

　　The miller's daughter was a beautiful and pious5 girl, and she lived the three years worshipping God and without sin. When the time was up and the day came when the evil one was to get her, she washed herself clean and drew a circle around herself with chalk. The devil appeared very early in the morning, but he could not approach her.

　　He spoke6 angrily to the miller, "Keep water away from her, so she cannot wash herself any more. Otherwise I have no power over her."

　　The miller was frightened and did what he was told. The next morning the devil returned, but she had wept into her hands, and they were entirely7 clean.

　　Thus he still could not approach her, and he spoke angrily to the miller, "Chop off her hands. Otherwise I cannot get to her."

　　The miller was horrified8 and answered, "How could I chop off my own child's hands!"

　　Then the evil one threatened him, saying, "If you do not do it, then you will be mine, and I will take you yourself."

　　This frightened the father, and he promised to obey him. Then he went to the girl and said, "My child, if I do not chop off both of your hands, then the devil will take me away, and in my fear I have promised him to do this. Help me in my need, and forgive me of the evil that I am going to do to you."

　　She answered, "Dear father, do with me what you will. I am your child," and with that she stretched forth9 both hands and let her father chop them off.

　　The devil came a third time, but she had wept so long and so much onto the stumps10, that they were entirely clean. Then he had to give up, for he had lost all claim to her.

　　The miller spoke to her, "I have gained great wealth through you. I shall take care of you insplendor11 as long as you live."

　　But she answered, "I cannot remain here. I will go away. Compassionate12 people will give me as much as I need."

　　Then she had her mutilated arms tied to her back, and at sunrise she set forth, walking the entire day until it was night. She came to a royal garden, and by the light of the moon she saw that inside there were trees full of beautiful fruit. But she could not get inside, for there it was surrounded by water.

　　Having walked the entire day without eating a bite, she was suffering from hunger, and she thought, "Oh, if only I were inside the garden so I could eat of those fruits. Otherwise I shall perish."

　　Then she kneeled down and, crying out to God the Lord, she prayed. Suddenly an angel appeared. He closed a head gate, so that the moat dried up, and she could walk through.

　　She entered the garden, and the angel went with her. She saw a fruit tree with beautiful pears, but they had all been counted. She stepped up to the tree and ate from it with her mouth, enough to satisfy her hunger, but no more. The gardener saw it happen, but because the angel was standing by her he was afraid and thought that the girl was a spirit. He said nothing and did not dare to call out nor to speak to the spirit. After she had eaten the pear she was full, and she went and lay down in the brush.