A girl from Brakel once went to St. Anne's Chapel¹ at the foot of the Hinnenberg, and as she wanted to have a husband, and thought there was no one else in the chapel, she sang, 

 

"Oh, holy Saint Anne!

Help me soon to a man.

Thou know'st him right well,

By Suttmer gate does he dwell,

His hair it is golden,

Thou know'st him right well."

 

The clerk, however, was standing² behind the altar（祭坛，圣坛） and heard that, so he cried in a very gruff（粗哑的） voice, "Thou shalt not have him! Thou shalt not have him!" The maiden³ thought that the child Mary who stood by her mother Anne had called out that to her, and was angry, and cried, "Fiddle⁴ de dee, conceited⁵ thing, hold your tongue, and let your mother speak!"

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