Then the ox dragged the wolf to the old house on the edge of the forest.
When the old woman came back with her apron full of flax and saw that the straw ox had gone she ran home as fast as she could. There stood the ox in the yard with the wolf stuck fast to him.
“then came the fox, with many
geese running before him”
“Husband, husband! Come here at once!” she cried. “The ox has brought home a wolf; what shall we do?”
So the old man came as fast as he could, pulled the wolf off the ox, tied him up, and threw him into the cellar.
The next morning when the old woman went out into the field to gather flax she again took the straw ox with her, and again she left it standing alone near the edge of the forest.
A fox came out of the woods, and said to the ox: “Who are you?”
“I am an ox all smeared with tar,
And filled with straw, as oxen are,”