Trickster Tale

Usually, the little boy, who regarded himself as Uncle Remus’s partner, was not at all pleased when he found the old man entertaining, in his simple way, any of his colored friends; but he was secretly delighted when he called…

The little boy observed that Aunt Tempy was very much interested in Daddy Jack’s story. She made no remarks while the old African was telling it, but she was busily engaged in measuring imaginary quilt patterns on her apron with…

The night after the violent flirtation between Daddy Jack and ‘Tildy, the latter coaxed and bribed the little boy to wait until she had finished her work about the house. After she had set things to rights in the dining-room…

” 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…

‘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…

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…