there was once a woman who had three daughters, the eldest of whom was called one-eye, because she had only one eye in the middle of her forehead, and the second, two-eyes, because she had two eyes like other folks, and the youngest, three-eyes, because she had three eyes; and her third eye was also in the centre of her forehead. however, as two-eyes saw just as other human beings did, her sisters and her mother could not endure her. they said to her, "thou, with thy two eyes, art no better than the common people; thou dost not belong to us!" they pushed her about, and threw old clothes to her, and gave her nothing to eat but what they left, and did everything that they could to make her unhappy. it came to pass that two-eyes had to go out into the fields and tend the goat, but she was still quite hungry, because her sisters had given her so little to eat. so she sat down on a ridge and began to weep, and so bitterly that two streams ran down from her eyes. and once when she looked up in her grief, a woman was standing beside her, who said, "why art thou weeping, little two-eyes?" two-eyes answered, "have i not reason to weep, when i have two eyes like other people, and my sisters and mother hate me for it, and push me from one corner to another, throw old clothes at me, and give me nothing to eat but the scraps they leave? to-day they have given me so little that i am still quite hungry." then the wise woman said, "wipe away thy tears, two-eyes, and i will tell thee something to stop thee ever suffering from hunger again; just say to thy goat,