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Tales and Legends of the Tyrol

Chapter 67: THE TWO HAYSTACKS.
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A curated collection of folk tales and regional legends drawn from the Tyrolean mountains, presented as short narratives tied to specific landscapes and landmarks. The pieces feature supernatural figures and phenomena—fairies, giants, witches, spirits, and enchanted creatures—that intersect with ordinary people and local belief. Several stories function as origin tales for unusual topography, lost treasures, petrified figures, and sunken dwellings, while others offer moral or cautionary motifs. Varied in length and tone, the arrangement emphasizes atmosphere and oral tradition, moving between eerie, tragic, and playful moods to evoke the character of mountain life.

THE TWO HAYSTACKS.

One of the most beautiful and noted Alps in the Tyrol is the Seisser-Alp, in the Eisack valley, not far from which stands the Schlern, 8100 feet high, with its two pyramids of dolomite rock. About four miles from the Schlern, and joining the wonderful Rosen Garten of King Laurin, are the Rothe Wand and the Rothe Wies, out of which rise two enormous peaks.

Upon the Schlern pilgrims resort to the Holy Cassian, and on the day of this Saint, the fifth of August, there takes place every year a great fête in the chapel, which stands on the spot. From the parish of Völs, which lies about nine miles lower down, the inhabitants wend on that day up the mountain to the chapel, and all the mountaineers from the Seisser-Alp assemble there in their Sunday’s best to fête the Saint.

One day it came into the mind of a farmer to make hay on St. Cassian’s day. His servant reluctantly obeyed his commands, and his neighbours kind-heartedly warned him that it was a crime to make hay on the day of the Saint who was so universally revered. But the farmer laughed mockingly, and said, “Be it Cassian’s day or not, the hay must up upon the stacks;”[6] and so he worked on the faster with his servants. At last all the hay, after having been raked together, was pitched up in two large heaps, which are called there, “Schober,” and as the last forkful was thrown upon the top, the two “Heuschober” (haystacks) were turned into stone, and in this shape they still stand on the same spot as an everlasting warning. Since that time no one has ever again thought of working on St. Cassian’s day.