Ages 13+ — Page 3

Daddy Jack, thus appealed to, turned half round in his seat, winked his bright little eyes very rapidly, and said, with great animation: “Hoo! me bin yeddy one sing-tale; me yeddy um so long tam ‘go. One tam dere bin…

As long as Uncle Remus allowed ‘Tildy to remain in the cabin, the little boy was not particularly interested in preventing the perfunctory abuse which the old man might feel disposed to bestow upon the complacent girl. The truth is,…

It was not many nights before the same company was gathered in Uncle Remus’s cabin,—Daddy Jack, Aunt Tempy, and the little boy. The conversation took a turn that thrilled the child with mingled fear and curiosity. Uncle Remus had inquired…

” Uncle Remus,” said the little boy, one night when he found the old man alone, “I don’t like these stories where somebody has to stand at the door and sing, do you? They don’t sound funny to me.” Uncle…

Notwithstanding Brother Rabbit’s success with the drum, the little boy was still inclined to refer to Mr. Benjamin Ram and his fiddle; but Uncle Remus was not, by any means, willing that such an ancient vagabond as Mr. Ram should…

The next time the little boy visited Uncle Remus he persuaded ‘Tildy to go with him. Daddy Jack was in his usual place, dozing and talking to himself, while Uncle Remus oiled the carriage-harness. After a while Aunt Tempy came…

The little boy thought that the story of how the wildcat scratched Brother Fox was one of the best stories he had ever heard, and he did n’t hesitate to say so. His hearty endorsement increased Uncle Remus’s good-humor; and…

There was a pause here, which was finally broken by ‘Tildy, whose remark was in the shape of a very undignified yawn. Uncle Remus regarded her for a moment with an expression of undisguised scorn, which quickly expressed itself in…

The little boy was very glad, one night shortly after he had heard about Daddy Jack’s ghosts and witches and ‘Tildy’s “ha’nts,” to find Uncle Remus alone in his cabin. The child liked to have his venerable partner all to…

” En still we er by ourse’fs,” exclaimed Uncle Remus, as the little boy ran into his cabin, the night after he had heard the story of how Brother Rabbit scalded Brother Wolf. “We er by ourse’fs en time’s a-passin’.…

” That must have been a mighty funny song,” said the little boy. “Fun one time aint fun ‘n’er time; some folks fines fun whar yuther folks fines trouble. Pig may laugh w’en he see de rock a-heatin’, but dey…

When the little boy next visited Uncle Remus the old man was engaged in the somewhat tedious operation of making shoe-pegs. Daddy Jack was assorting a bundle of sassafras roots, and Aunt Tempy was transforming a meal-sack into shirts for…

” I wonder where Daddy Jack is,” said the little boy, one night after he had been waiting for some time for Uncle Remus to get leisure to tell him a story. Uncle Remus, who was delightfully human in his…

One night the little boy failed to make his appearance at the accustomed hour, and the next morning the intelligence that the child was sick went forth from the “big house.” Uncle Remus was told that it had been necessary…

When Uncle Remus began his story of Billy Malone and Miss Janey, Daddy Jack sat perfectly quiet. His eyes were shut, and he seemed to be dozing; but, as the story proceeded, he grew more and more restless. Several times…

” Uncle Remus,” said the little boy, after a pause, “where did Brother Rabbit go when he got out of the hollow tree?” “Well, sir,” exclaimed Uncle Remus, “you aint gwine ter b’leeve me, skacely, but dat owdashus creetur aint…

It had been raining all day so that Uncle Remus found it impossible to go out. The storm had begun, the old man declared, just as the chickens were crowing for day, and it had continued almost without intermission. The…

The next night the little boy had been thoughtful enough to save some of his supper for Uncle Remus, and to this “Miss Sally” had added, on her own account, a large piece of fruit-cake. The old man appeared to…