Bishop Svedberg, of Skara, was a very pious man and a mighty preacher,
therefore, intolerable to the devil.
One night the Bishop set out from Skara to his bishopric in Brunsbo.
When he was on the way some distance, the wagon began to run from side
to side of the road, and finally one of the hind wheels fell off and
rolled away into the ditch.
The driver called the attention of the Bishop to this, and remarked
that they could go no farther.
“Don’t trouble yourself about that,” said the Bishop. “Throw the wheel
into the rear of the wagon and we will go along.”
The servant thought this a strange command, but did as directed, and
the journey was continued to Brunsbo without further adventure.
Arriving at the inn, the Bishop directed the servant to go to the
kitchen and bring a light.
“Look, now,” said the Bishop to the servant upon his return, “and you
shall see who has been the fourth wheel,” at the same time springing
from the wagon.
The servant turned the light in the direction indicated, where he saw
none other than the devil himself, standing in the place of the wheel,
with the axle in his hands.
The devil soon found an opportunity for revenge. One night a great fire
spread over Brunsbo, and before morning the whole place was burned to
the ground.
The Bishop was at no loss to know who had played him this foul trick,
and called the devil to account for the devastation.
“Verily, you shall know,” said the devil. “Your maid was down in the
pantry, and there snuffed the candle. Passing by, I took the snuffing
and with it set fire to the place.”
The Bishop was obliged to be content with this answer, but in order
that the devil should do him no further harm he sent him, with all his
imps, to hell.