He followed the sound, and at last came to a high tree, and at
the top of this a little child was sitting, for the mother had fallen
asleep under the tree with the child, and a bird of prey had seen it in
her arms, had flown down, snatched it away, and set it on the high tree.
The forester climbed up, brought the child down, and thought to himself,
"Thou wilt take him home with thee, and bring him up with thy Lina." He
took it home, therefore, and the two children grew up together. The one,
however, which he had found on a tree was called Fundevogel, because
a bird had carried it away. Fundevogel and Lina loved each other so
dearly that when they did not see each other they were sad.
The forester, however, had an old cook, who one evening took two pails
and began to fetch water, and did not go once only, but many times, out
to the spring. Lina saw this and said, "Hark you, old Sanna, why are you
fetching so much water?" "If thou wilt never repeat it to anyone, I will
tell thee why." So Lina said, no, she would never repeat it to anyone,
and then the cook said, "Early to-morrow morning, when the forester is
out hunting, I will heat the water, and when it is boiling in the kettle,
I will throw in Fundevogel, and will boil him in it.
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