When he came to an inn he made a halt and in the joy of his heart ate up all the food he had brought with him, dinner and supper and all, and bought half a glass of beer with his last two farthings.  Then on he went again driving his cow until he should come to the village where his mother lived.

It was now near the middle of the day and the sun grew hotter and hotter, and Hans found himself on a heath which it would be an hour's journey to cross.  He began to feel very hot and so thirsty that his tongue stuck to the roof of his mouth.  »Never mind,«  said Hans;  »I can find a remedy.  I will milk my cow at once.«