The little boy was not particularly pleased at the summary manner in which the young Alligators were disposed of; but he was very much amused at the somewhat novel method employed by the Bear to deceive the old Alligator. The…
Daddy Jack appeared to enjoy ‘Tildy’s story as thoroughly as the little boy.
“‘E one fine tale. ‘E mekky me lahff tell tear is come in me y-eye,” the old African said. And somehow or other ‘Tildy seemed to forget…
Aunty Tempy did not attempt to conceal the pleasure which Uncle Remus’s praise gave her. She laughed somewhat shyly, and said:
“Bless you, Brer Remus! I des bin a-settin’ yer l’arnin’. ‘Sides dat, Chris’mus aint fur off un I ‘speck…
One night the little boy ran into Uncle Remus’s cabin singing:
" T-u Turkey, t-u Ti, T-u Turkey Buzzard's eye! "
Uncle Remus, Daddy Jack, Aunt Tempy, and ‘Tildy were all sitting around the fire, for the Christmas weather was…
” I year tell er one time,” said ‘Tildy, “w’en ole Mr. Hawk tuck’n kotch Brer Rabbit, but ‘t aint no tale like dem you all bin tellin’.”
“Tell it, anyhow, ‘Tildy,” said the little boy.
“Well, ‘t aint no…
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…
” Dat tale,” said Uncle Remus, “puts me in min’ er de time w’en ole Brer Tarrypin had a tussel wid Brer Mink. Hit seem lak,” he went on, in response to inquiries from the little boy, “dat dey bofe…
Uncle Remus chuckled a moment over the escape of Brother Rabbit, and then turned his gaze upward toward the cobwebbed gloom that seemed to lie just beyond the rafters. He sat thus silent and serious a little while, but finally…
The next time the little boy had an opportunity to visit Uncle Remus the old man was alone, but he appeared to be in good spirits. He was cobbling away upon what the youngster recognized as ‘Tildy’s Sunday shoes, and…
” I ‘speck dat ‘uz de reas’n w’at make ole Brer Rabbit git ‘long so well, kaze he aint copy atter none er de yuther creeturs,” Uncle Remus continued, after a while. “W’en he make his disappearance ‘fo’ um, hit…
The little boy wanted Uncle Remus to sing some more; but before the old man could either consent or refuse, the notes of a horn were heard in the distance. Uncle Remus lifted his hand to command silence, and bent…
The rain continued to fall the next day, but the little boy made arrangements to go with ‘Tildy when she carried Uncle Remus his supper. This happened to be a waiter full of things left over from dinner. There was…
The arrival of the negroes from the River place added greatly to the enthusiasm with which the Christmas holidays were anticipated on the Home place, and the air was filled with laughter day and night. Uncle Remus appeared to be…
Uncle Remus sighed heavily as he lifted the trivet on the head of his walking-cane, and hung it carefully by the side of the griddle in the cavernous fireplace.
“Folks kin come ‘long wid der watchermaycollums,” he said presently, turning…
The day and the night before Christmas were full of pleasure for the little boy. There was pleasure in the big house, and pleasure in the humble cabins in the quarters. The peculiar manner in which the negroes celebrated the…
Uncle Remus relapsed into silence again, and the little boy, with nothing better to do, turned his attention to the bench upon which the old man kept his shoemaker’s tools. Prosecuting his investigations in this direction, the youngster finally suggested…
There was some comment and some questions were asked by the little boy in regard to Wattle Weasel and the other animals; to all of which Uncle Remus made characteristic response. Aunt Tempy sat with one elbow on her knee,…
here was a man who had fine houses, both in town and country, a deal of silver and gold plate, embroidered furniture, and coaches gilded all over with gold. But this man had the misfortune to have a blue beard,…