
Why the Alligator’s Back Is Rough
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…

In Some Lady’s Garden
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…

Why the Guinea-fowls Are Speckled
One night, while the little boy was watching Uncle Remus broil a piece of bacon on the coals, he heard a great commotion among the guinea-fowls. The squawking and pot-racking went on at such a rate that the geese awoke…

Brother Rabbit and the Mosquitoes
The next night Daddy Jack was still away when the little boy went to see Uncle Remus, and the child asked about him.
“Bless yo’ soul, honey! don’t ax me ’bout Brer Jack. He look lak he mighty ole en…

The Pimmerly Plum
One night, when the little boy had grown tired of waiting for a story, he looked at Uncle Remus and said:
“I wonder what ever became of old Brother Tarrypin.”
Uncle Remus gave a sudden start, glanced all around the…

Brother Fox and the White Muscadines
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…

Old Brother Terrapin Gets Some Fish
” 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…

Brother Fox’s Fish Trap
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 Origin of the Ocean
” Uncle Remus,” said the little boy, one night shortly after Daddy Jack’s story of the lion’s sad predicament, “mamma says there are no lions in Georgia, nor anywhere in the whole country.”
“Tooby sho’ly not, honey; tooby sho’ly not!”…