After some delay a man was found, who readily agreed to carry the burden and pack-saddle, but when he found he was to lead the mule besides, he defied the town authorities and refused to go.

Unfortunately, he was a carpenter and, by law, could not be made to go against his will.

Hours passed, while another carrier was sought.

Declaring that I would not return to town, I waited on the road with the mule, while Ernst rode back and forth.

As soon as he had left, the beast began to mend; he coughed, raised his head, and, opening one eye, gravely winked.