There was once a poor peasant named Hans. He lived with his wife and
children in a valley at the foot of a snow-capped mountain.
Hans often drove his sheep to pasture up the mountain side. He always
carried his crossbow with him to protect the sheep. He was a skillful
marksman.
Once in a while, Hans would shoot a deer. The deer meat would serve as
food for his family for many days.
One day Hans was watching his sheep while they grazed on the mountain
side. Suddenly a deer appeared. Its spreading antlers glittered in the
morning sunlight with wonderful brightness.
The deer bounded across the pasture to the rocks higher
up the mountain. Hans followed quickly, hoping to
approach near enough to shoot an arrow. From rock to
rock, higher and higher, Hans followed the deer until at
last they were at the summit of the mountain.
They sped over the snow until the deer
disappeared. Hans followed more slowly
along a dark and narrow tunnel.
Suddenly he caught a glimpse of a
bright light in the distance. He walked
on and soon reached a brightly lit cave.
From the walls and ceiling of the cave
hung many wonderful crystals and
precious stones.
A tall woman dressed in pure white stood in the midst of the cave. A
golden girdle was fastened about her waist. A crown set with jewels
rested on her head. In her hand she held a bunch of blue flowers.

There was once a poor peasant named Hans. He lived with his wife and
children in a valley at the foot of a snow-capped mountain.
Hans often drove his sheep to pasture up the mountain side. He always
carried his crossbow with him to protect the sheep. He was a skillful
marksman.
Once in a while, Hans would shoot a deer. The deer meat would serve as
food for his family for many days.
One day Hans was watching his sheep while they grazed on the mountain
side. Suddenly a deer appeared. Its spreading antlers glittered in the
morning sunlight with wonderful brightness.
The deer bounded across the pasture to the rocks higher
up the mountain. Hans followed quickly, hoping to
approach near enough to shoot an arrow. From rock to
rock, higher and higher, Hans followed the deer until at
last they were at the summit of the mountain.
They sped over the snow until the deer
disappeared. Hans followed more slowly
along a dark and narrow tunnel.
Suddenly he caught a glimpse of a
bright light in the distance. He walked
on and soon reached a brightly lit cave.
From the walls and ceiling of the cave
hung many wonderful crystals and
precious stones.
A tall woman dressed in pure white stood in the midst of the cave. A
golden girdle was fastened about her waist. A crown set with jewels
rested on her head. In her hand she held a bunch of blue flowers.

There was once a poor peasant named Hans. He lived with his wife and
children in a valley at the foot of a snow-capped mountain.
Hans often drove his sheep to pasture up the mountain side. He always
carried his crossbow with him to protect the sheep. He was a skillful
marksman.
Once in a while, Hans would shoot a deer. The deer meat would serve as
food for his family for many days.
One day Hans was watching his sheep while they grazed on the mountain
side. Suddenly a deer appeared. Its spreading antlers glittered in the
morning sunlight with wonderful brightness.
The deer bounded across the pasture to the rocks higher
up the mountain. Hans followed quickly, hoping to
approach near enough to shoot an arrow. From rock to
rock, higher and higher, Hans followed the deer until at
last they were at the summit of the mountain.
They sped over the snow until the deer
disappeared. Hans followed more slowly
along a dark and narrow tunnel.
Suddenly he caught a glimpse of a
bright light in the distance. He walked
on and soon reached a brightly lit cave.
From the walls and ceiling of the cave
hung many wonderful crystals and
precious stones.
A tall woman dressed in pure white stood in the midst of the cave. A
golden girdle was fastened about her waist. A crown set with jewels
rested on her head. In her hand she held a bunch of blue flowers.