Information board Altlinster Near the fountain on the road to Godbrange

In Altlinster, a little village in the Ernz river valley, some farmers sat together one Sunday playing cards. As vespers approached, the players did not stir. The landlady mentioned the time to them. One of the players indeed stood up to make his way to the church. The others, though, mocked him, such that he cried out angrily, “Now, I’ll stay here playing until the Devil takes the one who quits first!” The others agreed and set about starting the game, when just then, they saw a stranger in green hunting garb. The stranger asked to play with them and they granted him his request. The game became heated; the stranger gambled away enormous sums of money, and soon a mound of gold lay on the table. Night fell, and they played; morning broke, and still they played, mindful of the terrible oath they had sworn. The landlord’s wife noticed the fear on her guests’ faces and looked more closely at the strange man. Imagine her shock when she looked down at the man’s right foot and saw not a boot but a horse’s hoof! Straight away, she hurried to the pastor and pleaded for help, as she was sure that her guests were under the Devil’s sway. The pastor, who was a clever man, went to the players at the inn and, once he had seen the strange hunter and heard of the reckless oath the players had sworn, he asked if he too could play. This they granted, despite the stranger’s protests. Once the pastor had played a few rounds, he took hold of one of the stranger’s gold pieces, spoke over it and the gold was transformed into a potsherd. Then he tossed the potsherd onto the remaining pile and look! they were all nothing but potsherds. The pastor named the stranger a fraud, unworthy to play any longer, and forced him to lay down his cards. Then the worthy man arose and said in a loud voice: “Vade retro, Satana!” And in an instant, the supposed hunter flew straight out of the open window, leaving an unbearable stench of sulfur. The players were cured of their obsession and became devout Christians. J.B. Klein, Pastor, based on a manuscript