many a time he thought he had found it, but then it seemed to him to be, after all, too little. then it came into his mind, what an easy life his wife had, for she stayed at home in a cool room and enjoyed herself. this really did vex him, and before he was aware, he said, "i just wish she was sitting there on this saddle, and could not get off it, instead of my having to drag it along on my back." and as the last word was spoken, the saddle disappeared from his back, and he saw that his second wish had been fulfilled. then he really did feel warm. he began to run and wanted to be quite alone in his own room at home, to think of something really large for his last wish. but when he arrived there and opened the parlour-door, he saw his wife sitting in the middle of the room on the saddle, crying and complaining, and quite unable to get off it. so he said, "do bear it, and i will wish for all the riches on earth for thee, only stay where thou art." she, however, called him a fool, and said, "what good will all the riches on earth do me, if i am to sit on this saddle? thou hast wished me on it, so thou must help me off." so whether he would or not, he was forced to let his third wish be that she should be quit of the saddle, and able to get off it, and immediately the wish was fulfilled. so he got nothing by it but vexation, trouble, abuse, and the loss of his horse; but the poor people lived happily, quietly, and piously until their happy death.