Once upon a time there were two brothers, the one an idiot, and the
other a fool. They had an old mother, old, old, very old. One morning
early the elder arranges to go with his sheep to the mountain, and
he leaves the fool at home with his old, old, mother, and said to him:
"I will give my mother some chocolate now, and you will give her a
hot bath (afterwards), quite, quite, hot."
He goes to the mountain with his sheep. The second son put the water
on to boil, and said to his mother:
"My mother, the water is hot, what bath would you like?" [65]
She says to him:
"A bath with wood-ashes."
And he carries it to the bed while it is boiling; and as she did not
get up, he said to her:
"Would you like a little broth?" And she said "Yes."
"My mother, get up quickly!" and she did not get up.
He takes her, and puts her himself into this boiling water, so that
he boiled his poor mother. And he said to her,
"My mother, get up again; the water is not cold."
She did not answer. The night comes, and the other brother returns
from the mountains, and says to him:
"How is our mother?"
"All right."
"Have you given her the bath?"
"Yes; but she is still there, and she is asleep in her bath."
"Go and see if she is still asleep."