the proposal pleased the bailiff, he called the head-servant that very evening, and ordered him to take eight bushels of corn to the mill, and grind it that night, for it was wanted. so the head-servant went to the loft, and put two bushels in his right pocket, and two in his left, and took four in a wallet, half on his back, and half on his breast, and thus laden went to the haunted mill. the miller told him that he could grind there very well by day, but not by night, for the mill was haunted, and that up to the present time whosoever had gone into it at night had been found in the morning lying dead inside. he said, "i will manage it, just you go away to bed." then he went into the mill, and poured out the corn. about eleven o’clock he went into the miller’s room, and sat down on the bench. when he had sat there a while, a door suddenly opened, and a large table came in, and on the table, wine and roasted meats placed themselves, and much good food besides, but everything came of itself, for no one was there to carry it. after this the chairs pushed themselves up, but no people came, until all at once he beheld fingers, which handled knives and forks, and laid food on the plates, but with this exception he saw nothing. as he was hungry, and saw the food, he, too, place himself at the table, ate with those who were eating and enjoyed it. when he had had enough, and the others also had quite emptied their dishes, he distinctly heard all the candles being suddenly snuffed out, and as it was now pitch dark, he felt something like a box on the ear. then he said, "if anything of that kind comes again, i shall strike out in return." and when he had received a second box on the ear, he, too struck out. and so it continued the whole night. he took nothing without returning it, but repaid everything with interest, and did not lay about him in vain. at daybreak, however, everything ceased. when the miller had got up, he wanted to look after him, and wondered if he were still alive. then the youth said, "i have eaten my fill, have received some boxes on the ears, but i have given some in return." the miller rejoiced, and said that the mill was now released from the spell, and wanted to give him much money as a reward. but he said, "money, i will not have, i have enough of it." so he took his meal on his back, went home, and told the bailiff that he had done what he had been told to do, and would now have the reward agreed on. when the bailiff heard that, he was seriously alarmed and quite beside himself; he walked backwards and forwards in the room, and drops of perspiration ran down from his forehead. then he opened the window to get some fresh air, but before he was aware, the head-servant had given him such a kick that he flew through the window out into the air, and so far away that no one ever saw him again. then said the head-servant to the bailiff’s wife, "if he does not come back, you must take the other blow." she cried, "no, no i cannot bear it," and opened the other window, because drops of perspiration were running down her forehead. then he gave her such a kick that she, too, flew out, and as she was lighter she went much higher than her husband. her husband cried, "do come to me," but she replied, "come thou to me, i cannot come to thee." and they hovered about there in the air, and could not get to each other, and whether they are still hovering about, or not, i do not know, but the young giant took up his iron bar, and went on his way.