Jacob and Wilhelm Grimm
Once upon a time there was a miller1. He lived contentedly2 with his wife. They had money and land， as their wealth had increased， so did it decrease from year to year， until finally the miller scarcely owned even the mill where he lived. He was in great distress4， and when he lay down after a day's work， he found no rest， but tossed and turned in his bed， filled with worries.
One morning he got up before daybreak and went outside， thinking that the fresh air would lighten his heart. As he was walking across the mill dam， appearing， and he heard something rippling5 in the pond.
Turning around， he saw a beautiful woman rising slowly out of the water. Her long hair， which she was holding above her shoulders with her soft hands， flowed down on both sides， and covered her white body. He saw very well that she was the nixie of the pond， and he was so frightened that he did not know whether to run away or stay where he was. But the nixie， speaking with a soft voice， called him by name and asked him why he was so sad.
At first the miller was speechless， but when he heard her speak so kindly6， he took heart and told her how he had lived with good fortune and wealth， but that now he was so poor that he did not know what to do.
"Be at ease，" answered the nixie. ";
"What else can that be，" thought the miller， "but a young dog or a young cat，" and he promised her what she demanded.
The nixie descended7 into the water again， and consoled and in good spirits he hurried back to his mill. He had not yet arrived there when the maid came out of the front door and called out to him that he should rejoice， for his wife had given birth to a little boy.
The miller stood there as though he had been struck by lightning. He saw very well that the cunning nixie had known this and had cheated him. With his head lowered he went to his wife's bed. When she said， "Why are you not happy with the beautiful boy?" he told her what had happened to him， and what kind of a promise he had given to the nixie.
"What good to me are good fortune and prosperity，" he added， "if I am to lose my child? But what can I do?"
to congratulate them did not have any advice for him.
In the meantime， in everything that he underto， and as though money in a chest multiplied overnight. Before long his wealth was greater than it had ever been before. However， it did not bring him happiness without concern， for his agreement with the nixie tormented8 his heart. Whenever he passed the pond he feared she might appear and demand payment of his debt.
He never allowed the boy himself to go near the water. "Beware!" he said to him. "If you touch the water a hand will appear， take hold of you， and pull you under."
However， year after year passed， and the nixie made no further appearance， so the miller began to feel at ease.
The boy grew up to be a young man and was apprenticed9 a skilled huntsman， the lord of the village took him into his service. In the village there lived a beautiful and faithful maiden10 whom the huntsman liked， and when his master noticed this， The two were married， lived peacefully and happily， and loved each other sincerely.
One day the huntsman was pursuing a deer. When the animal ran out of the woods and into an open field he followed it and finally brought it down with a single shot.
millpond， and after he had dressed out the deer， he went to the water in order to wash his blood-stained hands. However， he had scarcely dipped them into the water when the nixie emerged. Laughing， she wrapped her wet arms around him， then pulled him under so quickly that waves splashed over him.