pact with it; but the boy was rescued by a clever student, who
afterwards died from the bursting of the "blood-vessel of wisdom," as
was ascertained by autopsy.

The Devil is sometimes represented as driving about in a coach drawn by
twelve black stallions, and annoying the neighbourhood.

Another time, a charitable orphan-girl stayed late one Saturday evening
in the bath-house,[58] after washing the poor and helpless, when the
Devil and his mother and three sons drove up in a coach drawn by four
black stallions, with harness adorned with gold and silver, and asked
her hand for one of his sons. But the maiden fled back into the
bath-house, after making the sign of the cross on the threshold, and
replied that she was not ready, as she had no shoes nor dress. The Devil
desired her to ask for whatever she wanted; but a mouse called to her to
ask for each article separately. One of the sons fetched each article
as it was asked for; and the maiden was at last fully attired, when the
cock crew, and everything vanished. Next day the girl's mistress and her
daughter were envious of her fine clothes and ornaments; and next
Saturday evening the daughter went to the bath-house. But she despised
the warning of the mouse, and asked for everything at once, when she was
taken into the coach and carried away.

Tales of minor dealings with the Devil are common. A farmer taking flax
to market, invoked the Devil to enable him to sell it well. The Devil
did so, and rode home with him from market, made him drunk, and tempted
him to commit a burglary at the house of a rich man in the
neighbourhood. He put his hat on the farmer's head, which made him
invisible, and broke open the iron bars of the door with his teeth. On
the way home, the farmer cried out, while crossing the ford where he had
first met the Devil, "Good God! how much money I've got!" The Devil
vanished, and all the treasure fell into the stream, and was lost. On
another occasion, a labourer devoted his horse to the Devil, at a time
when an old Devil and his son overheard him. The son wanted to lay claim
to it, but his father warned him that it was no use, for such people
did not mean what they said, and did not keep their word. Nevertheless,
the imp went to unharness it, and the peasant in terror invoked the
Trinity, when the imp ran away, and his father laughed at him.

The stories which follow, like several of the preceding, are mostly told
by Jannsen, and deal with variou