Long ago, there
lived a very poor man and his wife. The couple had one
child, a little daughter. Every day the wife went into the
forest to collect firewood, so she could cook the family's
supper. She took her daughter with her, wrapped in a
carrying cloth, since her husband also worked in the
daytime, and the couple did not want to leave their little
girl alone in the house. Who knows, a jackal might slip
inside and devour her. Moreover, she had to be fed every so
often.
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One morning, the
mother brought her baby to the forest and laid the child
down on soft moss to sleep as she searched for firewood. But
as the mother was busy, a huge lion appeared. Without
warning, he picked up the blanket with the little girl still
in it, peacefully asleep, and disappeared into the forest.
The mother ran after him, but he was much too fast.
Moreover, the lion could wish himself home. In case of
pursuit, he could escape in the twinkling of an eye.
Now you must realize that this was no ordinary lion. In this
the little girl was lucky, since the beast had no intention
of eating her. The lion was in fact a king of the jinn,
beings created by God from the air. The jinn can fly, and
they also understand the practice of magic and the art of
changing themselves into any shape they wish. The lion's
name was Haidar, which shows that he was a good Muslim. He
was not an evil or pagan jinn.
As soon as Haidar was out of sight of the baby's mother, he
changed into a camel. Then he put the little girl on his
back and walked toward his home. When he came to a river he
changed into an eagle, picked up the baby in her cloth, and
continued his journey through the air. At his home he
changed into his true shape. He was a man-lion, that is, a
man with a lion's mane and whiskers.
Haidar called his women servants. Once they gathered, he
asked if they knew of a woman who was suckling a child. Soon
such a woman was found to care for the baby. The little
girl, whom Haidar called Lalla, and the woman were installed
in a comfortable room in the lion's house. That house was,
of course, a palace. The lion was, after all, a king and a
jinn, and he could build a fine palace in a day. He did just
that for the baby and her wet nurse.
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