"i have not so much as that about me," said the devil, "but i will fetch it. in the neighbouring town lives a money-changer who is a good friend of mine, and will readily advance it to me." when the devil had vanished the soldier took his left boot off, and said, "we will soon pull the charcoal-burner’s nose for him, just give me your knife, comrade." he cut the sole off the boot, and put it in the high grass near the grave on the edge of a hole that was half over-grown. "that will do," said he; "now the chimney-sweep may come."