s from him to tie it up, but the young apprentice
said,

"Don't trouble yourself, old fellow, I will take him into the stable
myself and tie him up, and then I shall know where to find him."

The landlord thought this was very strange, and he never supposed that a
man who was accustomed to look after his ass himself could have much to
spend; but when the stranger, feeling in his pocket, took out two gold
pieces and told him to get him something good for supper; the landlord
stared, and ran and fetched the best that could be got. After supper the
guest called the reckoning, and the landlord, wanting to get all the
profit he could, said that it would amount to two gold pieces more. The
apprentice felt in his pocket, but his gold had come to an end.

"Wait a moment, landlord," said he, "I will go and fetch some money,"
and he went out of the room, carrying the table-cloth with him. The
landlord could not tell what to make of it, and, curious to know his
proceedings, slipped after him, and as the guest shut the stable-door,
he peeped in through a knot-hole. Then he saw how the stranger spread
the cloth before the ass, saying, "Bricklebrit," and directly the ass
spat out gold, which rained upon the ground.

"Dear me," said the landlord, "that is an easy way of getting ducats; a
purse of money like that is no bad thing."

After that the guest paid his reckoning and went to bed; but the
landlord slipped down to the stable in the middle of the night, led the
gold-ass away, and tied up another ass in his place. The next morning
early the apprentice set forth with his ass, never doubting that it was
the right one. By noon he came to his father's house, who was rejoiced
to see him again, and received him gladly.

"What trade have you taken up, my son?" asked the father.

"I am a miller, dear father," answered he.

"What have you brought home from your travels?" continued the father.

"Nothing but an ass," answered the son.

"We have plenty of asses here," said the father. "You had much better
have brought me a nice goat!"

"Yes," answered the son, "but this is no common ass. When I say,
'Bricklebrit,' the good creature spits out a whole clothful of gold
pieces. Let me call all the neighbours together. I will make rich people
of them all."

"That will be fine!" said the tailor. "Then I need labour no more at my
needle;" and he rushed out himself and called the neighbours together.
As soon as they were all assembled, t