Once upon a time, a poor servant girl was travelling through a great forest with her master and mistress. When they were in the middle of it, robbers came out of the woods, and murdered everyone they found. Everyone was killed except the girl, who had jumped out of the carriage when she saw the frightening robbers and hidden herself behind a tree. After the robbers had taken all the money and valuable things they could find and left, she came out from behind the tree and saw the horrible disaster.
She began to weep bitterly, and said, “What can a poor girl like me do now? I do not know the way out of the woods. No human being lives here, so I’ll most certainly starve to death.” She walked about looking for a path, but could not find one. When evening fell she sat down beneath a tree, prayed to God, and decided to remain seated there and not go away, whatever might happen. After she had sat there a while, a little white dove flew up to her with a little golden key in its beak. It put the little key in her hand, saying, “Do you see that large tree over there? A little lock is on it. Open it with this little key, and you will find enough food for dinner.”
Then she went to the tree and unlocked it, and found milk in a little bowl, and white bread to break into it, and she was so happy to eat it. When she was satisfied, she said, “It is now getting dark. I am so tired that I would like to lie down in my bed as well.”
Then the little dove flew to her again, bringing another little golden key in its beak. It said, “Open that tree over there, and you will find a bed.”
She opened it, and found a beautiful white bed. Then she prayed to God for protection during the night, lay down, and fell asleep.
In the morning the little dove came for the third time, again bringing a little key. It said, “Open that tree over there, and you will find clothes.”
Upon opening it she found garments trimmed with gold and with jewels, more gorgeous than those of any princess. Thus she lived there for some time. The little dove came every day, providing her with everything that she needed. It was a peaceful, pleasant life.
Then one day the little dove came and asked, “Will you do me a favor?”
“Gladly, with all my heart,” said the girl.
Then the little dove said, “I will lead you to a little house. Go inside, where an old woman will be sitting by the fireplace. She will say, ‘Good day.’ But on your life do not answer her, in spite of whatever she might do. Pass by her on her right-hand side where there is a door. Open it and you will enter into a room where there are all kinds of rings lying on a table. Some of these are beautiful ones with glistening stones. Leave them where they are and seek out a simple one which must be among them, then bring it here to me as quickly as you can.”
The girl went to the little house, and entered through the front door. An old woman was sitting there. When she saw the girl she glared at her and said, “Good day, my child.”
The girl did not answer, but approached the door on the right side.
“Where are you going?” cried the old woman, and grabbed her skirt, trying to stop her moving. She said, “This is my house, and no one can go in there if I do not want them to.”
But the girl said nothing, pulled away from her, and went directly into the room. On the table there was an enormous quantity of rings, which glistened and glittered before her eyes. She searched through them, looking for the simple one, but she could not find it. While she was seeking it, she saw the old woman sneak by, trying to leave the room with a bird cage which she had in her hand. The girl went up to her and took the cage out of her hand. Lifting it up and looking inside it, she saw a bird with the simple ring in its beak.
She took the ring, and happily ran out of the house with it. She thought that the little white dove would come and get the ring, but it did not. Then she leaned against a tree, determined to wait for the dove. As she stood there, it seemed that the tree was becoming soft and flexible, and was letting its branches down.
Suddenly the branches wrapped themselves around her, and had become two arms. Looking around, she saw that the tree had turned into a handsome man, who embraced her and kissed her tenderly.
He said, “You have released me from the power of the old woman, who is a wicked witch. She had turned me into a tree, and for a few hours every day I was a white dove. As long as she possessed the ring I could not regain my human form.”
Then his servants and his horses, which had also been changed into trees, were freed from the magic spell and were standing there beside him. Then they travelled to his kingdom, for he was a prince, and they married, and lived happily ever after.