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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…

” 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…

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…

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…

To all appearances Daddy Jack had taken no interest in Uncle Remus’s story of the horses’ tails, and yet, as soon as the little boy and Aunt Tempy were through laughing at a somewhat familiar climax, the old African began…

” 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…

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…

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…

” 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’.…

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…

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…

” 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…

At last Daddy Jack returned, and the fact that the little boy had missed him and inquired about him, seemed to give the old African particular pleasure. It was probably a new experience to Daddy Jack, and it vaguely stirred…

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…

The next time the little boy called on Uncle Remus a bright fire was blazing on the hearth. He could see the light shining under the door before he went into the cabin, and he knew by that sign that…

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…

” 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…

One night while the little boy was sitting in Uncle Remus’s cabin, waiting for the old man to finish his hoe-cake, and refresh his memory as to the further adventures of Brother Rabbit, his friends and his enemies, something dropped…