Snakes up in the Bergli
There once came a travelling student up the Bergli to a hut. He was certainly not wealthy, so he asked the farmer if he would spare him something to eat. But the farmer was a hard Knappsack and said: «You vagabond, woe betide you if I see you at the church feast!» The student went to the Krauchtal and thought: «Let's see if I am turned away here, too.» On the contrary, in Krauchtal he was given as much to eat as he liked, curds and whey and leftover Fenz and was asked if he might like to stay the night.
After the evening meal, the farmer and his wife sat by the fire with the student and entertained themselves. The student said: «Far and wide, there can be no Alp more lovely than Krauchtal.» «We would agree», said the farmer, «were it not for the confounded vipers that plague us. They bite our cattle in the legs and suck the milk from the udders of our cows. But strangest of all is, that up in the Bergli there are no snakes at all!» – «No snakes in the Bergli, you say?», asked the student and said nothing more. But the following morning, he stood atop a hill, making all kinds of incantations, he traced a circle and banished the vipers from Krauchtal into the Bergli, so that no snakes were to be found in Krauchtal and all were in the Bergli above.