THE DAUGHTER OF BUK'• ETTEMSUCH
Once upon a time there lived a man wrho had seven daughters. For a long time they dwelt quite happily at home together, then one morning the father called them all before him and said:
' Your mother and I are going on a journey, and as we do not know how long wre may be away, you will find enough provisions in the house to last you three years. But see you do not open the door to any one till we come home again.'
'Very wrell, dear father,' replied the girls.
For two years they never left the house or unlocked the door; but one day, wiien they had washed their clothes, and wrere spreading them out on the roof to dry, the girls looked down into the street where people were walking to and fro, and across to the market, with its stalls of fresh meat, vegetable, and other nice things.
' Come here,' cried one. ' It makes me quite hungry! Why should not we have our share? Let one of us go to the market, and buy meat and vegetables.'
' Oh, we mustn't do that! ' said the youngest. ' You know our father forbade us to open the door till he came home again.'
Then the eldest sister sprang at her and struck her, the second spit at her, the third abused her, the fourth pushed her, the fifth flung her to the ground, and the sixth tore her clothes. Then they left her lying on the floor, and went out with a basket.
In about an hour they came back with the basket full