Woe is me! For I must bring
A brimful cup of tigress’ milk
Oh! brothers dear, I weeping sing
While you far hence by trade are lured.
She went to the tiger’s den, but only found two cubs, who seeing her sitting weeping at the entrance said, “What are you seeking?” She replied, “My sisters-in-law have sent me to bring some of your mother’s milk.” The cubs took pity on her and hid her in the cave. They said to her, “Our mother will devour you, so you must not shew yourself.” In a short time the tigress returned, and entering the den said, “I smell a human being. Where is he?” The cubs replied, “There is no one here.” The cubs milked a little of their mother’s milk into the girl’s vessel, and when the way was clear they gave it to her, and sent her home.
Her sisters-in-law were greatly disappointed when she brought home the milk, they had expected that the tiger would have devoured her, on that she would return home empty handed, and so give them the opportunity of abusing her for not carrying out their order.
Another day when the brothers were absent they called her, and said, “Go to the forest and bring us some bear’s milk.” What could the girl do? If she did not do as she was bidden her sisters-in-law would beat her, and give her nothing to eat. So taking the vessel in her hand, she went to the forest, bewailing her unhappy lot in the following plaintive strains;
Woe is me! For I must bring
A brimful cup of she bear’s milk
Oh! brothers dear, I weeping sing