May I and my readers do
the same.
CHAPTER VI
The Saturday Story
Once upon a time there was a town-called Atpat. In it there lived a
poor Brahman who had three daughters-in-law. He rose early even during
the rainy season, and every day immediately after his morning meal he
used to go to his field with his children and his daughters-in-law. One
first Saturday in Shravan he got up as usual and said to the youngest
of his daughters-in-law, "To-day is Saturday; you had better stay
at home, and although there is very little in the house, you must
try to get some sort of a dinner ready. Go upstairs and scrape
together all the grain there is in the grain-jars and make bread
with it. For vegetables you had better gather grass and make some
chutney out of clover leaves." When the Brahman had left, his little
daughter-in-law followed his orders as best she could. There was in the
jar upstairs only grain for half an ordinary loaf. So she made tiny,
tiny loaves and prepared some vegetables out of grass and made some
clover chutney.
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