Thereon the tom cat stepped in, threw the sack from his hack, untied it open and shook the gold in front of the miller: "There you have something for the hoots, the king also greets you and says many thanks to you." The miller was glad over the wealth, without understanding rightly, how it came to be.
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The king astonished over the beautiful fat partridges, knew not out of pleasure how to contain himself, and commanded that the tom cat be given as much gold out of the treasure chamber into his sack, as he could carry: "That bring to your Herren and thank him again many times for his gift."īut the poor miller's son sat at home at the window, supported his head an his hand and thought, that he had spent his last for the tom cat's boots, and what large things will he be able to bring back. When the tom cat came in front of the king, he made a Reverence and said: "My Herr, the Graf, with that he named his long and distinguished name, lets himself be recommended to the Herr King and sends him these partridges, that he just caught in slings. "Are you crazed, a tom cat to the king?" - "Just let him go, said another, the king has often boredom, maybe the tom cat makes him amused with his humming and spinning. The watch cried: "Halt! Whereto?" - "To the king," answered the tom cat quickly. When a good quantity was in it, the tom cat pulled the cord closed, ran to and twisted their heads around then he threw the sack over his shoulder and went straight away to the king's palace. The partridges soon came running, and one after the other hopped into the sack.
There he hid himself, snuck around and lurked. The tom cat knew that and considered to do his matter better when he came into the forest, he made the sack open, spread the corn apart, but the cord he laid into the grass and led it behind a hedge. The whole forest was full, but they were so shy, that no hunter could reach them. In those days reigned a king in the land, he liked to eat partridges so much: there was a need, that none were to be gotten.
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When they were ready, the tom cat put them on, took a sack, made the bottom of the same full of corn, but on the top a string, with which one could pull it closed, then he threw it over his back and went on two legs, like a human, out the door.
"Listen," said the tom cat, who had understood everything, what he said, "you do not need to kill me, to get a pair of bad gloves from my pelt, let only a pair of boots be made for me, that I can go out, and be seen among the people, then you will soon be helped." The miller's son was in wonderment, that the tom cat so spoke, but because the shoemaker just walked by, he called him in, and let a pair of boots be measured for him.
Thereon he was sad ans spoke to himself: "But I have gotten all the worst, my oldest brother can mill, my second can ride on his donkey, what can I start with the tom cat? Let me make a pair of fur gloves out of his pelt, so it's over." When the miller died, the three brothers divided their inheritance, the oldest received the mill, the second the donkey and the third the tom cat, further was nothing left for him. A miller had three sons, his mill, a donkey and a tom cat the sons had to grind, the donkey had to get grain and carry flour away and the cat had to catch the mice away.
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