The little goblin crept into the vineyard and began pulling off grapes as fast as he could and scattering them under the trellises in the grass. The next morning, the farmer came and saw what had happened in his vineyard. Even though he inspected the fence and the edges of the fields carefully, he found no trace of the miscreants. Then the Nörgele called to him from the forest: "What's the matter?" The farmer looked around, saw the Nörgele and explained to him what had happened. The goblin said he would help him in return for a big barrel of wine. The farmer consented and they agreed that, if all went well, the farmer would have a barrel of new wine delivered to the Way of the Cross in the forest. In return, the Nörgele advised him to nail a twig of pine tree to each trellis. The farmer did as he was told and from the next morning on, he found no more grapes in the grass.
When it was time for the grape harvest, he did not mind at all that he had to give away one barrel of wine because he had more wine than he had ever made before. He sent Josl and Jörgl, the two cellar boys that he had employed for the harvest, to take the barrel up to the forest. Once they had completed this task, the two boys wanted at least a glass of wine from the goblin as their reward. As they were arguing, the devil appeared from behind some nearby bushes. Slowly he approached the group. When Josl saw him coming, he said: "As far as I'm concerned, the devil can take me today, so long as I get as much new wine as I can drink." The devil heard this and agreed and asked Jörgl what he wanted. "I demand even more," said Jörgl craftily, "I don’t just want to drink until I’ve had enough, I want to sleep it off for as long as I like; then, as far as I’m concerned, you can take me when I wake up. "Not bad," said the devil, "then we’re all in agreement. Now, Nörgele, get some tankards and fill them up for us!" Sullenly, the goblin obeyed. Then the serious drinking began and only finished when the barrel was empty. Jörgl had long since fallen asleep, but Josl thought he had not had anywhere near enough. "Yes," said the devil to Josl, "I have to admit, you’ve won and I can’t touch you. But I’ll put your friend in a sack and take him with me." Josl protested, saying that he should let Jörgl sleep off the drink, for that was the agreement and, since the devil could not dispute it, he had to wait.
When the clock struck 4 o'clock and the bells began to ring down in Caldaro/Kaltern, Josl picked up the still sleeping Jörgl, put him on his shoulders and carried him out of the cave. He went down through the wood to the edge of the trees, where a chapel stood. There, he placed him on the ground and Jörgl woke up. At that moment, a dreadful curse rang out and the devil, who no longer had any power over Jörgl, turned into a fire-breathing dragon and shot off up into the air. Josl and Jörgl laughed heartily and retold the story for years to come.
Based on Karl Felix Wolff: Vom Wein im Etschland. Published by G.Ferrari, 1926, p.55 f