The old tailor called his sons and all the neighbors together.  When they all were assembled, the joiner spoke his ›Table, be covered!‹ and the miller spoke his ›Bricklebrit!‹ and they held a feast such as had never taken place in the tailor's house before.  The whole company remained through the night, merry and content, and each of them brought back home as much money as he could only bear.  The tailor after that locked up in a cupboard his needle and thread, his yard stick and goose, and lived ever after with his three sons in great joy and splendor.