Nights with Uncle Remus: Myths and Legends of the Old Plantation
For more than a hundred years, the tales of Joel Chandler Harris have entertained and influenced both readers and writers. "Nights with Uncle Remus" gathers seventy-one of Harris's most popular narratives, featuring African American trickster tales, etiological myths, Sea Island legends, and chilling ghost stories. Told through the distinct voices of four slave storytellers, indispensable tales like "The Moon in the Mill-Pond" and other Brer Rabbit stories have inspired writers from Mark Twain to William Faulkner, Zora Neale Hurston to Toni Morrison, and helped revolutionize modern children's literature and folktale collecting.
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Page 87 - I allers is,' sez Brer Fox, sezee. 'Wat make yo' eye so red, Brer Tarrypin?' sezee. "'Hit's all 'longer de trouble I see, Brer Fox,' sez Brer Tarrypin, sezee. 'I see trouble en you see none; trouble come en pile up on trouble,' sezee. "'Law, Brer Tarrypin!' sez Brer Fox, sezee, 'you ain't see no trouble yit. Ef you wanter see sho nuff trouble, you des oughter go 'longer me; I'm de man w'at kin show you trouble,
Page 100 - low he gwine ter fish fer mud-cats; Brer Wolf 'low he gwine ter fish fer horneyheads; Brer Fox 'low he gwine ter fish fer peerch fer de ladies; Brer Tarrypin 'low he gwine ter fish fer minners, en Brer Rabbit wink at Brer Tarrypin en 'low he gwine ter fish fer suckers. "Dey all git ready, dey did, en Brer Rabbit march up ter de pon...
Page 396 - He had always exercised authority over his fellow-servants. He had been the captain of the corn-pile, the stoutest at the logrolling, the swiftest with the hoe, the neatest with the plough, and the plantation hands still looked upon him as their leader.
Page 12 - What did he sing, Uncle Remus?" asked the little boy. "Ef I aint fergit dat song off'n my min','' said Uncle Remus, looking over his spectacles at the fire, with a curious air of attempting to remember something, "hit run sorter dish yer way: " 'De jay-bird hunt de sparrer-nes' , De bee-martin sail all 'roun' ; De squer'l, he holler from de top er de tree, Mr.
Page 46 - Ram,' sez Brer Wolf, sezee, w'iles he lick he chops en grin ; ' des put yo' walkin'-cane in de cornder over dar, en set yo' bag down on de flo', en make yo'se'f at home,' sezee. 'We ain't got much,' sezee, 'but w'at we is got is yone w'iles you stays, en I boun' we'll take good keer un you...
Page 118 - fo' you er spurred, honey! Brer Rabbit, he seed um all dar, en he tuck'n grin, he did, en den he lit out ter whar he done lef he truck, en w'en he git dar he dance 'roun' en slap hisse'f on de leg, en make all sorts er kuse motions. Den he go ter wuk en tu'n de coffeepot upside down en stick it on he head; den he run he gallus thoo de han'les er de cups, en sling um crosst he shoulder; den he 'vide de platters, some in one han' en some in de yuther. Atter he git good en ready, he crope ter de top...
Page xi - The story was told in a low tone, as if to avoid attracting attention, but the comments of the negro, who was a little past middle age, were loud and frequent. "Dar now!" he would exclaim, or, "He's a honey, mon!" or, "Gentermens! Git out de way, an
Page 41 - im. " One time, des 'bout Christmas, Miss Meadows en Miss Motts en de gals, dey up 'n say dat dey 'd sorter gin a blowout, en dey got wud ter ole man Benjermun Ram w'ich dey 'speckted 'im fer ter be on han'. Wen de time done come fer Mr. Benjermun Ram fer ter start, de win...
Page 399 - er. Do come down! My honey, my love ! Mister Coon, he rack all 'roun en 'roun', My honey, my love ! In de darkes...
Page 82 - Every night after supper Uncle Remus would creep softly into the back piazza, place his hat carefully on the floor, rap gently on the door by way of announcement, and so pass into the nursery. How patient his vigils, how tender his ministrations, only the mother of the little boy knew; how comfortable and refreshing the change from the bed to the strong arms of Uncle Remus, only the little boy could say.