"A farmer was on his fields, harvesting the rye. Then a little elf appeared, carrying a straw on his shoulder. When they reached the barn, the farmer unloaded his harvest. Then the elf tossed his straw in and sighed heavily.
"What have you got to sigh for?", said the farmer.
"Well, if that was nothing to sigh for, then you will never have to sigh again", said the elf, took back his straw, and carried it off. Now, the elf took everything from the farmer, who became very, very poor. I did not know this farmer, but I have heard that this happened in Brattfors in the province of Värmland when I was a child."
This is a legend from Brattfors in Värmland.