"Unk Remus," she said, after awhile, in a subdued tone, "is dat old Affikin n.i.g.g.e.r bin yer atter dem ar shoes?"
"Yas, chile," replied Uncle Remus, with a long-drawn sigh, "he done bin yer en got um en gone. Yas, honey, he done got um en gone; done come en pay fer "m, en got um en gone. I sez, sez I, dat I wish you all mighty well, en he tuck"n tuck de shoes en put. Yas, chile, he done got um en gone."
Something in Uncle Remus"s sympathetic and soothing tone seemed to exasperate "Tildy. She dropped her hands in her lap, straightened herself up and exclaimed:
"Yas, I"m is gwine ter marry dat ole n.i.g.g.e.r an" I don"t keer who knows it. Miss Sally say she don"t keer, en t"er folks may keer ef dey wanter, en much good der keerin" "ll do um."
"Tildy evidently expected Uncle Remus to make some characteristic comment, for she sat and watched him with her lips firmly pressed together and her eyelids half-closed,--an att.i.tude of defiance significant enough when seen, but difficult to describe. But the old man made no response to the challenge. He seemed to be very busy. Presently "Tildy went on:
"Somebody bleedz to take keer er dat ole n.i.g.g.e.r, en I dunner who gwine ter do it ef I don"t. Somebody bleedz ter look atter "im. Good win" come "long hit "ud in about blow "im "way ef dey wa"n"t somebody close "roun"
fer ter take keer un "im. Let "lone dat, I aint gwineter have dat ole n.i.g.g.e.r man f"ever "n "ternally trottin" atter me. I tell you de Lord"s trufe, Unk Remus," continued "Tildy, growing confidential, "I aint had no peace er min" sence dat ole n.i.g.g.e.r man come on dis place. He des bin a-pacin" at my heels de whole blessed time, en I bleedz ter marry "im fer git rid un "im."
"Well," said Uncle Remus, "hit don"t s"prize me. You marry en den youer des lak Brer Fox wid he bag. You know w"at you put in it, but you dunner w"at you got in it."
"Tildy flounced out without waiting for an explanation, but the mention of Brother Fox attracted the attention of the little boy, and he wanted to know what was in the bag, how it came to be there, and all about it.
"Now, den," said Uncle Remus, "hit "s a tale, en a mighty long tale at dat, but I"ll des hatter cut it short, "kaze termorrer night you"ll wanter be a-settin" up lis"nen at de kyar"n"s on er dem ar n.i.g.g.e.rs, w"ich I b"leeve in my soul dey done los" all de sense dey ever bin bornded wid.
"One time Brer Fox wuz gwine on down de big road, en he look ahead en he see ole Brer Tarrypin makin" he way on todes home. Brer Fox "low dis a mighty good time fer ter nab ole Brer Tarrypin, en no sooner is he thunk it dan he put out back home, w"ich "t wa"n"t but a little ways, en he git "im a bag. He come back, he did, en he run up behime ole Brer Tarrypin en flip "im in de bag en sling de bag "cross he back en go gallin"-up back home.
"Brer Tarrypin, he holler, but "t aint do no good, he rip en he r"ar, but "t aint do no good. Brer Fox des keep on a-gwine, en "t wa"n"t long "fo" he had ole Brer Tarrypin slung up in de cornder in de bag, en de bag tied un hard en fas".
"But w"iles all dis gwine on," exclaimed Uncle Remus, employing the tone and manner of some country preacher he had heard, "whar wuz ole Brer Rabbit? Ya.s.ser--dats it, whar wuz he? En mo"n dat, w"at you "speck he "uz doin" en whar you reckon he wer" gwine? Dat "s de way ter talk it; whar"bouts wuz he?"
The old man brought his right hand down upon his knee with a thump that jarred the tin-plate and cups on the mantel-shelf, and then looked around with a severe frown to see what the chairs and the work-bench, and the walls and the rafters, had to say in response to his remarkable argument. He sat thus in a waiting att.i.tude a moment, and then, finding that no response came from anything or anybody, his brow gradually cleared, and a smile of mingled pride and satisfaction spread over his face, as he continued in a more natural tone:
"Youk"n b"leeve me er not b"leeve des ez youer min" ter, but dat ar long-year creetur--dat ar hoppity-skippity--dat ar up-en-down-en- sailin"-"roun" Brer Rabbit, w"ich you bin year me call he name "fo"
dis, he wa"n"t so mighty fur off w"iles Brer Fox gwine "long wid dat ar bag slung "cross he back. Let "lone dat, Brer Rabbit "uz settin"
right dar in de bushes by de side er de road, en w"ence he see Brer Fox go trottin" by, he ax hisse"f w"at is it dat creetur got in dat ar bag.
"He ax hisse"f, he did, but he dunno. He wunder en he wunder, yit de mo"
he wunder de mo" he dunno. Brer Fox, he go trottin" by, en Brer Rabbit, he sot in de bushes en wunder. Bimeby he "low ter hisse"f, he did, dat Brer Fox aint got no business fer ter be trottin" "long down de road, totin" doin"s w"ich yuther folks dunner w"at dey is, en he "low dat dey won"t be no great harm done ef he take atter Brer Fox en fine out w"at he got in dat ar bag.
"Wid dat, Brer Rabbit, he put out. He aint got no bag fer ter tote, en he pick up he foots mighty peart. Mo"n dat, he tuck"n tuck a nigh-cut, en by de time Brer Fox git home, Brer Rabbit done had time fer ter go "roun" by de watermillion-patch en do some er he devilment, en den atter dat he tuck"n sot down in de bushes whar he kin see Brer Fox w"en he come home.
"Bimeby yer come Brer Fox wid de bag slung "cross he back. He onlatch de do", he did, en he go in en sling Brer Tarrypin down in de cornder, en set down front er de h"ath fer ter res" hisse"f."
Here Uncle Remus paused to laugh in antic.i.p.ation of what was to follow.
"Brer Fox aint mo"n lit he pipe," the old man continued, after a tantalizing pause, ""fo" Brer Rabbit stick he head in de do" en holler:
"Brer Fox! O Brer Fox! You better take yo" walkin"-cane en run down yan.
Comin" "long des now I year a mighty fuss, en I look "roun" en dar wuz a whole pa.s.sel er folks in yo" watermillion-patch des a-tromplin" "roun"
en a-t"arin" down. I holler"d at um, but dey aint pay no "tention ter little man lak I is. Make "a"se, Brer Fox! make "a"se! Git yo" cane en run down dar. I"d go wid you myse"f, but my ole "oman ailin" en I bleedz ter be makin" my way todes home. You better make "a"se, Brer Fox, ef you wanter git de good er yo" watermillions. Run, Brer Fox! run!"
"Wid dat Brer Rabbit dart back in de bushes, en Brer Fox drap he pipe en grab he walkin"-cane en put out fer he watermillion-patch, w"ich "t wer"
down on de branch; en no sooner is he gone dan ole Brer Rabbit come out de bushes en make he way in de house.
"He go so easy dat he aint make no fuss; he look "roun" en dar wuz de bag in de cornder. He kotch holt er de bag en sorter feel un it, en time he do dis, he year sump"n" holler:
""Ow! Go "way! Lem me "lone! Tu"n me loose! Ow!"
"Brer Rabbit jump back "stonish"d. Den "fo" you kin wink yo" eye-ball, Brer Rabbit slap hisse"f on de leg en break out in a laugh. Den he up"n "low:
""Ef I aint make no mistakes, dat ar kinder fuss kin come fum n.o.body in de roun" worl" but ole Brer Tarrypin."
"Brer Tarrypin, he holler, sezee: "Aint dat Brer Rabbit?"
""De same," sezee.
""Den whirl in en tu"n me out. Meal dus" in my th"oat, grit in my eye, en I aint kin git my breff, skacely. Tu"n me out, Brer Rabbit."
"Brer Tarrypin talk lak somebody down in a well. Brer Rabbit, he holler back:
""Youer lots smarter dan w"at I is, Brer Tarrypin--lots smarter. Youer smarter en pearter. Peart ez I come yer, you is ahead er me. I know how you git in de bag, but I dunner how de name er goodness you tie yo"se"f up in dar, dat I don"t."
"Brer Tarrypin try ter splain, but Brer Rabbit keep on laughin", en he laugh twel he git he fill er laughin"; en den he tuck"n ontie de bag en take Brer Tarrypin out en tote "im "way off in de woods. Den, w"en he done dis, Brer Rabbit tuck"n run off en git a great big hornet-nes" w"at he see w"en he comin" long--"
"A hornet"s nest, Uncle Remus?" exclaimed the little boy, in amazement.
"Tooby sho", honey. "T aint bin a mont" sence I brung you a great big hornet-nes", en yer you is axin" dat. Brer Rabbit tuck"n slap he han"
"cross de little hole whar de hornets goes in at, en dar he had um. Den he tuck"n tuck it ter Brer Fox house, en put it in de bag whar Brer Tarrypin bin.
"He put de hornet-nes" in dar," continued Uncle Remus, lowering his voice, and becoming very grave, "en den he tie up de bag des lak he fine it. Yit "fo" he put de bag back in de cornder, w"at do dat creetur do? I aint settin" yer," said the old man, seizing his chair with both hands, as if by that means to emphasize the ill.u.s.tration, "I aint settin" yer ef dat ar creetur aint grab dat bag en slam it down "g"in de flo", en hit it "g"in de side er de house twel he git dem ar hornets all stirred up, en den he put de bag back in de cornder, en go out in de bushes ter whar Brer Tarrypin waitin", en den bofe un um sot out dar en wait fer ter see w"at de upshot gwine ter be.
"Bimeby, yer come Brer Fox back fum he watermillion-patch en he look lak he mighty mad. He strak he cane down "pun de groun", en do lak he gwine take he revengeance out"n po" ole Brer Tarrypin. He went in de do", Brer Fox did, en shot it atter "im. Brer Rabbit en Brer Tarrypin lissen", but dey aint year nothin".
"But bimeby, fus" news you know, dey year de mos" owdashus racket, tooby sho". Seem lak, fum whar Brer Rabbit en Brer Tarrypin settin" dat dey "uz a whole pa.s.sel er cows runnin" "roun" in Brer Fox house. Dey year de cheers a-fallin", en de table turnin" over, en de crock"ry breakin", en den de do" flew"d open, en out come Brer Fox, a-squallin" lak de Ole Boy wuz atter "im. En sech a sight ez dem t"er creeturs seed den en dar aint never bin seed befo" ner sence.
"Dem ar hornets des swarmed on top er Brer Fox. "Lev"m dozen un um "ud hit at one time, en look lak dat ar creetur bleedz ter fine out fer hisse"f w"at pain en suffin" is. Dey bit "im en dey stung "im, en fur ez Brer Rabbit en Brer Tarrypin kin year "im, dem hornets "uz des a-nailin"
"im. Gentermens! dey gun "im binjer!
"Brer Rabbit en Brer Tarrypin, dey sot dar, dey did, en dey laugh en laugh, twel bimeby, Brer Rabbit roll over en grab he stomach, en holler:
""Don"t, Brer Tarrypin! don"t! One giggle mo" en you"ll hatter tote me."
"En dat aint all," said Uncle Remus, raising his voice. "I know a little chap w"ich ef he set up yer "sputin" "longer me en de t"er creeturs, he won"t have much fun termorrer night."
The hint was sufficient, and the little boy ran out laughing.
LXXI
THE NIGHT BEFORE CHRISTMAS
The day and the night before Christmas were full of pleasure for the little boy. There was pleasure in the big house, and pleasure in the humble cabins in the quarters. The peculiar manner in which the negroes celebrated the beginning of the holidays was familiar to the child"s experience, but strange to his appreciation, and he enjoyed everything he saw and heard with the ready delight of his years,--a delight, which, in this instance, had been trained and sharpened, if the expression may be used, in the small world over which Uncle Remus presided.