the unhappy tailor who still wished to save his life, could not do it in any other way; he wept once more with both eyes, and then held them out, and the shoemaker, who had a heart of stone, put out his right eye with a sharp knife. the tailor called to remembrance what his mother had formerly said to him when he had been eating secretly in the pantry. "eat what one can, and suffer what one must." when he had consumed his dearly-bought bread, he got on his legs again, forgot his misery and comforted himself with the thought that he could always see enough with one eye. but on the sixth day, hunger made itself felt again, and gnawed him almost to the heart. in the evening he fell down by a tree, and on the seventh morning he could not raise himself up for faintness, and death was close at hand. then said the shoemaker, "i will show mercy and give thee bread once more, but thou shalt not have it for nothing, i shall put out thy other eye for it." and now the tailor felt how thoughtless his life had been, prayed to god for forgiveness, and said, "do what thou wilt, i will bear what i must, but remember that our lord god does not always look on passively, and that an hour will come when the evil deed which thou hast done to me, and which i have not deserved of thee, will be requited. when times were good with me, i shared what i had with thee. my trade is of that kind that each stitch must always be exactly like the other. if i no longer have my eyes and can sew no more i must go a-begging. at any rate do not leave me here alone when i am blind, or i shall die of hunger." the shoemaker, however, who had driven god out of his heart, took the knife and put out his left eye. then he gave him a bit of bread to eat, held out a stick to him, and drew him on behind him.