She dressed
her own daughter and put her in the place of the blind one. They arrive.
"Comb yourself," they told her, and there fell dust.
"Walk," and nothing happened.
"Laugh," and her front teeth fell out.
All cried, "Hang H'ab Sliman!"
Meanwhile some crows came flying near the young blind girl, and one said to
her: "Some merchants are on the point of passing this way. Ask them for a
little wool, and I will restore your sight."
The merchants came up and the blind girl asked them for a little wool, and
each one of them threw her a bit. The crow descended near her and restored
her sight.
"Into what shall we change you?" they asked.
"Change me into a pigeon," she answered.
The crows stuck a needle into her head and she was changed into a pigeon.
She took her flight to the house of the schoolmaster and perched upon a
tree near by. The people went to sow wheat.
"O master of the field," she said, "is H'ab Sliman yet hanged?"
She began to weep, and the rain fell until the end of the day's work.
One day the people of the village went to find a venerable old man and said
to him:
"O old man, a bird is perched on one of our trees.
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