Front Matter Uncle Remus Initiates the Boy The Wonderful Tar-Baby Story Why Mr. Possum Loves Peace Mr. Rabbit too Sharp for Mr. Fox The Story of the Deluge Mr. Rabbit Deceives Mr. Fox Mr. Fox is Again Victimized Mr. Fox Outdone by Mr. Buzzard Miss Cow Falls a Victim Mr. Terrapin Appears on Scene Mr. Wolf Makes a Failure Mr. Fox Tackles Old Man Tarrypin The Awful Fate of Mr. Wolf Mr. Fox and the Deceitful Frogs Mr. Fox Goes A-Hunting Mr. Rabbit—a Good Fisherman Mr. Rabbit Nibbles Up the Butter Mr. Rabbit Finds His Match The Fate of Mr. Jack Sparrow How Mr. Rabbit Saved His Meat Mr. Rabbit Meets Match Again Story about the Little Rabbits Mr. Rabbit and Mr. Bear Mr. Bear Catches Mr. Bull-Frog How Mr. Rabbit Lost His Tail Mr. Terrapin Shows His Strength Why Mr. Possum Has No Hair The End of Mr. Bear Mr. Fox Gets into Serious Business Mr. Rabbit Raises a Dust A Plantation Witch Jacky-My-Lantern Why the Negro is Black The Sad Fate of Mr. Fox Plantation Proverbs Revival Hymn Camp-Meeting Song Corn-Shucking Song The Plough-Hands' Song Christmas Play-Song Plantation Play-Song A Plantation Chant A Plantation Serenade The Big Bethel Church Time Goes by Turns A Story of the War Jeems Rober'son's Last Illness Uncle Remus's Church Experience Uncle Remus and the Savannah Darkey Turnip Salad as a Text A Confession Uncle Remus with the Toothache The Phonograph Race Improvement In the Role of a Tartar A Case of the Measles The Emigrants As a Murderer His Practical View of Things That Deceitful Jug The Florida Watermelon Uncle Remus Preaches to a Convert As to Education A Temperance Reformer As a Weather Prophet The Old Man's Troubles The Fourth of July


Christmas Play-Song

(Myrick Place, Putnam County 1858.)

Hi my rinktum! Black gal sweet,

Same like goodies w'at de w'ite folks eat;

Ho my Riley! don't you take'n tell 'er name,

En den ef sumpin' happen you won't ketch de

blame; Hi my rinktum! better take'n hide yo' plum;

Joree don't holler eve'y time he fine a wum.

Den it's hi my rinktum!

Don't git no udder man;

En it's ho my Riley!

Fetch out Miss Dilsey Ann!

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Ho my Riley! Yaller gal fine;

She may be yone but she oughter be mine!

Hi my rinktum! Lemme git by,

En see w'at she mean by de cut er dat eye!

Ho my Riley! better shet dat do'—

De w'ite folks 'll bleeve we er t'arin up de flo'.

Den it's ho my Riley!

Come a siftin' up ter me!

En it's hi my rinktum!

Dis de way ter twis' yo' knee!

Hi my rinktum! Ain't de eas' gittin' red?

De squinch owl shiver like he wanter go ter bed;

Ho my Riley! but de gals en de boys,

Des now gittin' so dey kin sorter make a noise.

Hi my rinktum! let de yaller gal lone;

Niggers don't hanker arter sody in de pone.

Den it's hi my rinktum!

Better try anudder plan;

An' it's ho my Riley!

Trot out Miss Dilsey Ann!

Ho my Riley! In de happy Chris'mus time

De niggers shake der cloze a huntin' for a dime.

Hi my rinktum! En den dey shake der feet,

En greaze derse'f wid de good ham meat.

Ho my Riley! dey eat en dey cram,

En bimeby ole Miss 'll be a sendin' out de dram.

Den it's ho my Riley!

You hear dat, Sam!

En it's hi my rinktum!

Be a sendin' out de dram!