There was a wicked, evil-minded count in Denmark who had a Norwegian
servant-girl whose family belonged to Throndhjem district. She
worshipped King Olaf the Saint, and believed firmly in his sanctity. But
the above mentioned count doubted all that was told of the holy man's
miracles, insisted that it was nothing but nonsense and idle talk, and
made a joke and scorn of the esteem and honour which all the country
people showed the good king. Now when his holyday came, on which the
mild monarch ended his life, and which all Northmen kept sacred, this
unreasonable count would not observe it, but ordered his servant-girl
to bake and put fire in the oven that day. She knew well the count's
mad passion, and that he would revenge himself severely on her if she
refused doing as he ordered. She went, therefore, of necessity, and
baked in the oven, but wept much at her work; and she threatened King
Olaf that she never would believe in him, if he did not avenge this
misdeed by some mischance or other. And now shall ye come to hear a
well-deserved vengeance, and a true miracle. It happened, namely, in the
same hour that the count became blind of both eyes, and the bread which
she had shoved into the oven was turned into stone! Of these stones some
are now in St. Olaf's temple, and in other places; and since that time
Olafsmas has been always held holy in Denmark.