But the poor miller's son sat at home at the window, supported his head an his hand and thought, that he had spent his last for the tom cat's boots, and what large things will he be able to bring back. Thereon the tom cat stepped in, threw the sack from his hack, untied it open and shook the gold in front of the miller: "There you have something for the hoots, the king also greets you and says many thanks to you." The miller was glad over the wealth, without understanding rightly, how it came to be. But the tom cat, as he took off his boots, told him everything, then he said: "You do have money enough now, but it should not stay with that, tomorrow I will put my boots on again, you will become richer still, I also told the king, that you are a Graf." On the next day the torn cat went, as he had said, well booted to hunting again, and brought the king a rich catch. So it went all days, and the tom cat brought gold home all days, and was so popular as one by the king, that he was allowed to come in and go out and prowl around in the palace, where he wanted. One time the tom cat stood in the king's kitchen by the stove and warmed himself, thereon came the coach man and cursed: "I wish king and the princess were at the executioner! I wanted to go to Wirtshaus and drink once and play cards, there I should drive them spazieren at the lake." As the tom cat heard that, he snuck home and told his Herrn: "If a Graf you want to be and become rich, so come outside with me to the lake and bathe yourself therein." The miller did not know, what he should say to that, but followed the tom cat, went with him, undressed splinter naked and sprang into the water. But the tom cat took his clothes, carried them away and hid them. No sooner was he finished with that, thereon came the king driving by; the tom cat immediately began, pathetically to lament: "Ach! All merciful king! Mein Herr, bathed himself here in the lake, thereon a thief came and stole his clothes, that lay on the shore, now the Herr Graf is in the water and can not come out, and if he stays in longer he will calch cold and die." When the king heard that, he called halt and one of his people had to chase back and of the king's clothes bring hack. The Herr Graf put on the magnificent clothes, and because the king anyway for the partridges, that he thought to have received from him, held his worth, so he had to sit with them in the carriage. The princess was also not upset over it, because the Graf was young and handsome, and she liked him quite well.

Men den stakkels møllersøn sad hjemme ved vinduet, støttede hovedet og hånden og tænkte, at han havde brugt sit sidste til Tomkattens støvler, og hvilke store ting vil han kunne bringe tilbage. Derpå trådte tomkatten ind, kastede sækken fra sit hak, løsnede den og rystede guldet foran mølleren: "Der har du noget til tudet, kongen hilser også på dig og siger mange tak." Mølleren glædede sig over rigdommen, uden ret at forstå, hvordan den blev til. Men tomkatten, da han tog støvlerne af, fortalte ham alt, så sagde han: "Du har penge nok nu, men det skal ikke blive ved det, i morgen tager jeg mine støvler på igen, du bliver endnu rigere , jeg sagde også til kongen, at du er en graf." Dagen efter gik den sønderrevne kat, som han havde sagt, godt i gang på jagt igen og bragte kongen en rig fangst. Så gik det alle dage, og tomkatten bragte guld hjem alle dage, og var så populær som en af ​​kongen, at han fik lov til at komme ind og gå ud og luske rundt i slottet, hvor han ville. En gang stod Tommekatten i kongens køkken ved komfuret og varmede sig, derpå kom kuskemanden og bandede: "Jeg ville ønske, at kongen og prinsessen var ved bødlen!Jeg ville til Wirtshaus og drikke en gang og spille kort, der skulle jeg køre dem spazieren ved søen." Da Tommekatten hørte det, sneg han sig hjem og sagde til sin Herrn: "Hvis en Graf vil du være og blive rig. , så kom udenfor med mig til søen og bad dig i den." Mølleren vidste ikke, hvad han skulle sige til det, men fulgte efter kattekatten, gik med ham, klædte splinten nøgen af ​​og sprang i vandet. Men tom kat tog sit tøj, bar det væk og gemte det. Så snart han var færdig med det, kom kongen kørende forbi, og tomkatten begyndte straks, patetisk at klage: "Ak! Alle barmhjertige konge! Mein Herr, badede sig her i søen, derpå kom en tyv og stjal hans tøj, der lå på stranden, nu er hr. graf i vandet og kan ikke komme ud, og bliver han længere inde bliver han kold og dø." Da kongen hørte det, kaldte han standsning og en af ​​hans folk måtte jage tilbage og af kongens klæder bringe hack. Herr Grafen tog det prægtige tøj på, og fordi kongen alligevel for agerhønsene, troede han at have faaet af ham, holdt sit Værd, saa han maatte sidde med dem i Vognen, Prinsessen var heller ikke ked af det, for Grafen var ung og smuk, og hun kunne ret godt lide ham.