|There was once a woman who had three daughters. The eldest was called
Little One Eye, because she had only one eye in the middle of her
forehead. The second was called Little Two Eyes, because she had two
eyes like other people. The youngest was called Little Three Eyes,
because she had three eyes; the third eye was in the middle of her
forehead.
Because Little Two Eyes looked like other people, her sisters and her
mother could not bear her. They said:--
“You have two eyes and are no better than anybody else. You do not
belong to us.” They knocked her about, and gave her shabby clothes, and
fed her with food left over from their meals.
One day Little Two Eyes was sent into the fields to look after the goat.
She was hungry, because her sisters had given her so little to eat, and
she sat down and began to cry. She cried so hard that a little stream of
tears ran out of each eye. All at once a wise woman stood near her, and
asked:--
“Little Two Eyes, why do you cry?” Little Two Eyes said:--
“Have I not need to cry? Because I have two eyes, like other people, my
sisters and my mother cannot bear me. They knock me about and they give
me shabby clothes. They feed me only with the food left over from their
table. To-day they have given me so little that I am very hungry.”