Simpleton cut down the tree, and when it fell, lo, and behold! a Goose was sitting among the roots, and its feathers were of pure gold. He picked it up, and taking it with him, went to an inn, where he meant to stay the night. The landlord had three daughters, who saw the Goose, and were very curious as to what kind of bird it could be, and wanted to get one of its golden feathers.
The eldest thought, ‘There will soon be some opportunity for me to pull out one of the feathers,’ and when Simpleton went outside, she took hold of its wing to pluck out a feather; but her hand stuck fast, and she could not get away.
Soon after, the second sister came up, meaning also to pluck out one of the golden feathers; but she had hardly touched her sister when she found herself held fast.
Lastly, the third one came, with the same intention, but the others screamed out, ‘Keep away! For goodness sake, keep away!’
But she, not knowing why she was to keep away, thought, ‘Why should I not be there, if they are there?’
So she ran up, but as soon as she touched her sisters she had to stay hanging on to them, and they all had to pass the night like this.
And so they followed up hill and down dale after Simpleton and his Goose.
In the morning, Simpleton took up the Goose under his arm, without noticing the three girls hanging on behind. They had to keep running behind, dodging his legs right and left.