The Story of a Boy Who Went Forth to Learn Fear

　A father had two sons. The oldest one was clever and intelligent,  and knew how to manage everything, but the youngest one was stupid and could neither understand nor learn anything. When people saw him, they said, "He will be a burden on his father!"

　　Now when something had to be done, it was always the oldest son who had to do it. However, if the father asked him fetch anything when it was late, or even worse, at night, and if the way led through the churchyard or some other spooky place, he would always answer, "Oh, no, father, I won't go there.  It makes me shudder!" For he was afraid.

　　In the evening by the fire when stories were told that made one's flesh creep, the listeners sometimes said, "Oh, that makes me shudder!" The youngest son would sit in a corner and listen with the others, but he could not imagine what they meant.

　　"They are always saying, 'It makes me shudder! It makes me shudder!' It does not make me shudder. That too must be a skill that I do not understand."

　　Now it happened that one day his father said to him, "Listen, you there in the corner. You are getting big and strong. You too will have to learn something by which you can earn your bread. See how your brother puts himself out,  but there seems to be no hope for you."

　　"Well, father," he answered, "I do want to learn something. Indeed, if possible I would like to learn how to shudder. I don't understand that at all yet."

　　The oldest son laughed when he heard that, and thought to himself, "Dear God, what a dimwit that brother of mine is. Nothing will come of him as long as he lives. As the twig is bent, so grows the tree."

　　The father sighed, and answered him, "You may well learn to shudder, but you will not earn your bread by shuddering."

　　Soon afterward the ***ton came to the house on a visit, and the father complained to him about his troubles, telling him how his younger son was so stupid in everything, that he knew nothing and was learning nothing. "Just think," he said, "when I asked him how he was going to earn his bread, he actually asked to learn to shudder."

　　"If there is nothing more than that," replied the ***ton, "he can learn that with me. Just send him to me.  I will plane off his rough edges."

　　The father agreed to do this, for he thought, "It will do the boy well."

　　So the ***ton took him home with him, and he was to ring the church bell. A few days later the ***ton awoke him at midnight and told him to get up, climb the church tower, and ring the bell.