The second had two eyes, like other people, and she was
called "Two Eyes." The youngest had three eyes, two like her second
sister, and one in the middle of her forehead, like the eldest, and
she bore the name of "Three Eyes."
Now because little Two Eyes looked just like other people, her mother
and sisters could not endure her. They said to her, "You are not
better than common folks, with your two eyes; you don't belong to us."
So they pushed her about, and threw all their old clothes to her for
her to wear, and gave her only the pieces that were left to eat, and
did everything that they could to make her miserable. It so happened
that little Two Eyes was sent into the fields to take care of the
goats, and she was often very hungry, although her sisters had as much
as they liked to eat. So one day she seated herself on a mound in the
field, and began to weep and cry so bitterly that two little rivulets
flowed from her eyes. Once, in the midst of her sorrow she looked up,
and saw a woman standing near her who said, "What are you weeping for,
little Two Eyes?"
"I cannot help weeping," she replied; "for because I have two eyes,
like other people, my mother and sisters cannot bear me; they push me
about from one corner to another and make me wear their old clothes,
and give me nothing to eat but what is left, so that I am always
hungry.
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