hans got his limbs together and stood up on his legs again, but he was vexed, and said to the countryman, "it is a poor joke, this riding, especially when one gets hold of a mare like this, that kicks and throws one off, so that one has a chance of breaking one’s neck. never again will i mount it. now i like your cow, for one can walk quietly behind her, and have, over and above, one’s milk, butter and cheese every day without fail. what would i not give to have such a cow."