beaks and claws; snatching and tearing at it as if each one wanted to have it for himself.
‘Well,’ said the Huntsman, ‘this is extraordinary, it is exactly what the Old Woman said.’
He put his gun to his shoulder, took aim and fired right into the middle of them, making the feathers fly about.
The birds took flight with a great noise, all except one, which fell down dead, and the cloak dropped at his feet.
He did as the Old Woman had told him, cut the heart out of the bird and swallowed it whole. Then he took the cloak home with him.
When he woke in the morning, he remembered the Old 
But the Old Woman was a witch. Woman’s promise, and looked under his pillow to see if it was true.
There, sure enough, lay the golden coin shining before him, and the next morning he found another, and the same every morning when he got up.
He collected quite a heap of gold, and at last he thought: ‘What is the good of all my gold if I stay at home here? I will go and look about me in the world.’
So he took leave of his parents, shouldered his gun, and started off into the world.
It so happened that one day he came to a thick forest, and when he got through it, he saw a fine castle lying in the plain beyond.
He saw an Old Woman standing in one of the windows looking out, with a beautiful Maiden beside her.
But the Old Woman was a witch, and she said to the Maiden: ‘Here comes some one out of the forest. He has a wonderful treasure inside him; we must try to get it from him, my darling, it will suit us better than him. He has a bird’s heart about him, and therefore he finds a gold coin every morning under his pillow when he wakes.’
