am coming over."

The white goat replied, "No, I will go over first; I am in a
hurry."

"No," said the black goat, "I will not wait for you. I am the
older."

"You shall wait for me," roared the white goat as he stepped upon
the bridge and started across.

"We'll see if I am to wait for you," said the black goat, and he
too started across.

They met in the middle of the bridge.

"Go back and let me cross,' said the white goat, stamping his
foot.

"Go back, yourself," replied the black goat, and he pushed against
the other.

They were very angry. Each drew back. Their heads came together
with terrible force. They locked horns. The white goat lost his
footing and fell, pulling the black goat over with him, and both
were drowned.