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


Revival Hymn

Oh, whar shill we go w'en de great day comes,

Wid de blowin' er de trumpits en de bangin' er de drums?

How many po' sinners'll be kotched out late

En fin' no latch ter de golden gate?

No use fer ter wait twel termorrer!

De sun mus'n't set on yo' sorrer,

Sin's ez sharp ez a bamboo-brier—

Oh, Lord! fetch de mo'ners up higher!

W'en de nashuns er de earf is a stan'in all aroun,

Who's a gwineter be choosen fer ter w'ar de glory-crown?

Who's a gwine fer ter stan' stiff-kneed en bol'.

En answer to der name at de callin' er de roll?

You better come now ef you comin'—

Ole Satun is loose en a bummin'—

De wheels er distruckshun is a hummin'—

Oh, come long, sinner, ef you comin'!

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De song er salvashun is a mighty sweet song,

En de Pairidise win' blow fur en blow strong,

En Aberham's bosom, hit's saft en hit's wide,

En right dar's de place whar de sinners oughter hide!

Oh, you nee'nter be a stoppin' en a lookin';

Ef you fool wid ole Satun you'll git took in;

You'll hang on de aidge en get shook in,

Ef you keep on a stoppin' en a lookin'.

De time is right now, en dish yer's de place—

Let de sun er salvashun shine squar' in yo' face;

Fight de battles er de Lord, fight soon en fight late,

En you'll allers fine a latch ter de golden gate.

No use fer ter wait twel termorrer,

De sun musn't set on yo' sorrer—

Sin's ez sharp ez a bamboo-brier,

Ax de Lord fer ter fetch you up higher!