How are you? I'm good. I had a very good week. No dramas. No trouble. Just the way I like it.
Anyway, here is chapter two of "Little One Eye, Little Two Eyes, and Little Three Eyes:
II.
The Tree
The next day, the mother said to Little
Three Eyes:-
"This time you must go with Little Two
Eyes, and see if any one brings her food and
drink." Then Little Three Eyes said to Little
Two Eyes:-
"I will go with you into the field, and see
that the goat is well taken care of, and feeds in
the best pasture." But Little Two Eyes saw
what Little Three Eyes had in her mind. So
she drove the goat into the long grass, and
said:-
"Come, Little Three Eyes, we will sit down,
and I will sing to you." Little Three Eyes
sat down; she was tired after her long walk
in the hot sun, and Little Two Eyes began
to sing, as before:-
"Are you awake, Little Three Eyes?" but
instead of going on,-
"Are you asleep, Little Three Eyes?" she
did not think, and sang:--
"Are you asleep, Little Two Eyes?" and
went on:--
"Are you awake, Little Three Eyes? Are
you asleep, Little Two Eyes? Are you awake?
Are you asleep? Awake? Asleep?" By this
time the two eyes of Little Three Eyes fell asleep,
but the third eye did not go to sleep, for it
was not spoken to by the verse. Little Three
Eyes, to be sure, shut it, and made believe that
it went to sleep. Then she opened it a little
way and watched Little Two Eyes.
When Little Two Eyes thought Little Three
Eyes was fast asleep, she said softly:--
"Little goat, bleat; little table rise;" and
she sat at the table and ate and drank till
she had had enough. Then she said as
before:--
"Little goat, bleat; little table away."
But Little Three Eyes had seen everything.
Little Two Eyes now woke Little Three Eyes,
and said:--
"Little Three Eyes, why do you not watch?
You have been asleep, and the goat could have
run all over the world. Come! let us go home."
So home they went, and Little Two Eyes again
did not touch the dish. Then Little Three
Eyes said to the mother:--
"I know why the proud thing does not eat.
She says to the goat: 'Little goat, bleat;
little table, rise,' and there stands a table
before her. It is covered with the very best of
things to eat, much better than anything we
have. When she has had enough to eat, she
says: 'Little goat, bleat; little table, away,'
and all is gone. I have seen it just as it is.
She put two eyes to sleep with a song,
but the one in my forehead stayed awake."
Then the mother cried out:--
"Shall she be better off than we are?" With
that she took a knife and killed the goat.
Poor Little Two Eyes went to the field, and
sat down and began to cry. All as once the
wise woman stood near her, and asked:--
"Little Two Eyes, why do you cry?" Little
Two Eyes said:--
"Have I not need to cry? My mother has
killed the goat. Now I must suffer hunger and
thirst again." The wise woman said:--
"Little Two Eyes, dry your eyes, and I will
tell you what to do. Beg your sisters to give
you the heart of the goat. Then bury it in
the ground before the door of the house. All
will go well with you." Then the wise woman
was gone, and Little Two Eyes went home and
said to her sisters:--
"Sisters, give me some part of my goat.
I do not ask for anything but the heart."
They laughed, and said:--
"You can have that, if you do not want
anything else." Little Two Eyes took the heart
and buried it in the ground before the door
of the house.
Next morning the sisters woke and saw a
splendid tree in front of the house. It had
leaves of silver and fruit of gold. It was
wonderful to behold; and they could not think
how the tree had come there in the night.
Only Little Two eyes saw that the tree had
grown out of the heart of the goat. Then the
mother said to Little One Eye:--
"Climb up, my child, and pluck some fruit
from the tree." Little One Eye climbed the
tree. She put out her hand to take a golden
apple, but the branch sprang back. This took
place every time. Try as hard as she could,
she could not get a single apple. Then the
mother said:--
"Little Three Eyes, do you climb up. You
can see better with your three eyes than Little
One Eye can." Down came Little One Eye,
and Little Three Eyes climbed the tree. But
it was with her just as it had been with Little
One Eye. She put out her hand, and the
branch sprang back. At last the mother tried,
but it was the same with her. She could not
get a single apple. Then Little Two Eyes
said:--
"Let me try."
"You!" they all cried. "You with your
two eyes like other people! What can you
do?" But Little Two Eyes climbed the tree,
and the branch did not spring back. The
golden apples dropped into her hands, and she
brought down her apron full of them. Her
mother took them away from her, and her two
sisters were angry because they had failed, and
they were more cruel than ever to Little Two
Eyes.
You got to love this family. How will it all end for Little Eyes?
Stay tuned for the final chapter next time and learn what happens.
I'm still getting use to my new computer. Scanning things are a bit different from before. But I am getting the hang of it. So that being said here are a couple of little stories from a couple of different newspapers.
The first one might be from The Milwaukee Journal. The second a local paper.
Well that's all I have to share with you today.
I hope everyone has a very good weekend.
Till next time.
Your friend,
Sandy
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