2 He gave the youngest a beaver hat;
The eldest she was mad at that.
3 He gave the youngest a gay gold ring;
The eldest she had nothing.
4 As they stood by the river's brim,
The eldest pushed the youngest in.
5 'Oh dear sister, hand me your hand,
And I'll give you my house and land.
6 'Oh dear sister, hand me your glove,
And you shall have my own true-love.'
7 First she sank and then she swam,
She swam into the miller's dam.
8 The miller, with his line and hook,
He caught her by the petticoat.
9 He robbed her of her gay gold ring,
And then he threw her back again.
10 The miller, he was burnt in flame,
The eldest sister fared the same.
503 a, fourth paragraph. Add: Bellermann, p. 100, No 12.