Myths and Legends

” 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…

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…

” I ‘speck we all dun gone en fergot ole Mr. Benjermun Ram off’n our min’,” said Uncle Remus, one night, as the little boy went into the cabin with a large ram’s horn hanging on his arm. “About his…

There was a pause after the story of old Miss Goose. The culmination was hardly sensational enough to win the hearty applause of the little boy, and this fact appeared to have a depressing influence upon Uncle Remus. As he…

” I dreamed all about Brother Fox and Brother Rabbit last night, Uncle Remus,” exclaimed the little boy when the old man came in after supper and took his seat by the side of the trundle-bed; “I dreamed that Brother…

” Dey wuz one time,” said Uncle Remus one night, as they all sat around the wide hearth,—Daddy Jack, Aunt Tempy, and the little boy in their accustomed places,—”dey wuz one time w’en de t’er creeturs push Brer Rabbit so…

Not many nights after the story of how Mr. Benjamin Ram frightened Brother Wolf and Brother Fox, the little boy found himself in Uncle Remus’s cabin. It had occurred to him that Mr. Ram should have played on his fiddle…

” What did Brother Rabbit do after that?” the little boy asked presently. “Now, den, you don’t wanter push ole Brer Rabbit too close,” replied Uncle Remus significantly. “He mighty tender-footed creetur, en de mo’ w’at you push ‘im, de…

One night when the little boy made his usual visit to Uncle Remus, he found the old man sitting up in his chair fast asleep. The child said nothing. He was prepared to exercise a good deal of patience upon…

” 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…

The next night the little boy hardly waited to eat his supper before going to Uncle Remus’s house; and when Aunt Tempy failed to put in an appearance as early as he thought necessary, he did not hesitate to go…