Moral Tale

‘Tildy, the house-girl, made such a terrible report of the carryings on of Daddy Jack that the little boy’s mother thought it prudent not to allow him to visit Uncle Remus so often. The child amused himself as best he…

” Uncle Remus,” said the child, “do you reckon Brother Rabbit really married the young lady?” “Bless yo’ soul, honey,” responded the old man, with a sigh, “hit b’long ter Brer Jack fer ter tell you dat. ‘T aint none…

” We er sorter bin a-waitin’ fer Sis Tempy,” Uncle Remus remarked when the little boy made his appearance the next night; “but somehow er n’er look lak she fear’d she hatter up en tell some mo’ tales. En yit…

” Could Brother Rabbit pat a tune, sure enough, Uncle Remus?” asked the little boy, his thoughts apparently dwelling upon the new accomplishment of Brother Rabbit at which the old man had hinted in his story of Mr. Benjamin Ram.…

All this talk about Hawks and Buzzards evidently reminded Daddy Jack of another story. He began to shake his head and mumble to himself; and, finally, when he looked around and found that he had attracted the attention of the…

nce upon a time, there lived in a certain village, a little country girl, the prettiest creature was ever seen. Her mother was excessively fond of her; and her grand-mother doated on her much more. This good woman got made…

here was, once upon a time, a widow, who had two daughters. The eldest was so much like her in the face and humour, that whoever looked upon the daughter saw the mother. They were both so disagreeable, and so…

n days long past there lived a poor woodcutter who found life very hard. Indeed, it was his lot to toil for little guerdon, and although he was young and happily married there were moments when he wished himself dead…

One morning the old Water-rat put his head out of his hole. He had bright beady eyes and stiff grey whiskers and his tail was like a long bit of black india-rubber. The little ducks were swimming about in the…