Once there was a Nanny Goat, strong and powerful, with long and strong horns, and once upon a time she brought forth twin kids, fair and beautiful.  One was named Sunaisil, and the other Rabab.  Now the Nanny Goat went out every morning to the pasture, leaving her twin kids in the cave.  She shut the door carefully, and they locked it on the inside through fear of the Ghoul, for her neighbor in the next house was a Ghoul who swallowed little children alive.  Then at evening when she came home, she would stand outside the door, and sing to her twin kids this little song: 

    Hearken now Sunaisil,
    Come Rabab my dear: 
    Open to your mother,
    Never, never fear. 
    She has sweet milk in her udder. 
    Tufts of grass upon her horn;
    She’ll give you both your supper,
    And breakfast in the morn.

The little twin kids would know her voice, open the door in gladness, and eat a hearty supper, and after hearing a nice story from the Anziyeh, (for so their mother was called), drop off to sweet sleep.

Now all things went on well for some time, until one day the Ghoul neighbor being very hungry for a supper of twin kids, came to the door of the cave and tried to push it open.  But it was too strong for her, so she went away in perplexity.  At length she thought she would sing to them the very song, which the Nanny Goat sang to them every evening on her return, so she sang it: 

    Hearken now Sunaisil,
    Come Rabab, my dear, etc., etc.

and when they heard this song, they opened the door with gladness to eat their supper, when suddenly the Ghoul sprang upon them with her huge mouth open, and swallowed them both down at once.  She then shut the door and fastened it as it was before, and went on her way.  At evening the Nanny Goat came home with milk and grass for her twin kids’ supper, and knocked at the door and sang: 

    Hearken now Sunaisil,
    Come Rabab my dear, etc., etc.,

as usual, but no one opened the door.  Then she knocked and sang again, and at length she gave up all hope of their opening the door, and butted against the door with her horns and broke it open.  She then entered the cave but there were no twin kids there.  All was still.  Then she knew that the Ghoul had eaten them.  So she hastened to the house of the Ghoul, and went upon the top of the house, and began to stamp and pound upon the roof.  The Ghoul, hearing the stamping upon the roof, called out, whosoever stamps on my roof, may Allah stamp on his roof!  The Nanny Goat replied, I am on your roof; I, whose children you have eaten.  Come out now, and we will fight it out by butting our heads together.  Very well, said the Ghoul, only wait a little until I can make me a pair of horns like you.  So the goat waited, and away went the Ghoul to make her horns.  She made two horns of dough and dried them in the sun until they were hard, and