Going a-Travelling by Jacob and Wilhelm Grimm

There was once a poor woman who had a son, who much wished to travel, but his mother said, "How canst thou travel? We have no money at all for thee to take away with thee. " Then said the son, "I will manage very well for myself; I will always say, Not much, not much, not much."

So he walked for a long time and always said, "Not much, not much, not much. " Then he passed by a company of fishermen and said, "God speed you! not much, not much, not much. " "What sayst thou churl, ‘not much? " And when the net was drawn out they had not caught much fish. So one of them fell on the youth with a stick and said, "Hast thou never seen me threshing? " "What ought I to say, then? " asked the youth. "Thou must say, ‘Get it full, get it full. " After this he again walked a long time, and said, "Get it full, get it full," until he came to the gallows, where they had got a poor sinner whom they were about to hang. Then said he, "Good morning; get it full, get it full. " "What sayst thou, knave, get it full? Dost thou want to make out that there are still more wicked people in the world is not this enough? " And he again got some blows on his back. "What am I to say, then? " said he. "Thou must say, may God have pity on the poor soul."