HERE was once a miller who was poor, but he had one beautiful daughter. Ii happened one day that he came tc speak with the king, and, to give him self consequence, he told him that he had a daughter who could spin gold out of straw. The king said to the miller,
" That is an art that pleases me well; if thy daughter is as clever as you say, bring her to m) castle to-morrow, that I may put her to the proof."
When the girl was brought to him, he led her into a room that was quite full of straw, and gave her a wheel and spindle, and said,
" Now set to work, and if by the early morning thou hast not spun this straw to gold thou shalt die." And he shut the door himself, and left her there alone.
And so the poor miller's daughter was left there sitting, and could not think what to do for her life: she had no notion how to set to work to spin gold from straw, and her distress grew so great that she began to weep. Then all at once the door opened, and in came a little man, who said, * Good evening, miller's daughter; why are you crying ?" " Oh !" answered the girl, " I have got to spin gold out oi straw, and I don't understand the business." Then the little man said, " What will you give me if I spin it for you ? " " My necklace," said the girl. The little man took the necklace, seated himself before