The old man paused and glanced at the little boy. The child was still looking longingly at the trap, and Uncle Remus leaned forward and touched him lightly on the shoulder. It was a familiar gesture, gentle and yet rough, a token of affection, and yet a command to attention; for the venerable darkey could be imperious enough when surrendering to the whims of his little partner.
"All dish yer talk "bout folks pe"shin" out," Uncle Remus went on with an indifferent air, "put me in min" er de times w"en de creeturs tuck"n got up a famine "mungs deyse"f. Hit come "bout dat one time vittles wuz monst"us skace en high, en money mighty slack. Long ez dey wuz any vittles gwine "roun", Brer Rabbit, he "uz boun" ter git he sheer un um, but bimeby hit come ter dat pa.s.s dat Brer Rabbit stomach "gun ter pinch "im; en w"iles he gettin" hongry de yuther creeturs, dey "uz gettin"
hongry deyse"f. Hit went on dis a-way twel one day Brer Rabbit en Brer Wolf meet up wid one er n"er in de big road, en atter dey holler howdy dey sat down, dey did, en make a bargain.
"Dey tuck"n "gree wid one er n"er dat dey sell der mammy en take de money en git sump"n" n"er ter eat. Brer Wolf, he "low, he did, dat bein"
"s. .h.i.t seem lak he de hongriest creetur on de face er de yeth, dat he sell his mammy fus", en den, atter de vittles gin out, Brer Rabbit he kin sell he own mammy en git some mo" grub.
"Ole Brer Rabbit, he chipt in en "greed, he did, en Brer Wolf, he tuck"n hitch up he team, en put he mammy in de waggin, en den him en Brer Rabbit druv off. Man come "long:
""Whar you gwine?"
""_Gwine "long down ter town, Wid a bag er co"n fer ter sell; We aint got time fer ter stop en talk, Yit we wish you mighty well!_""
"Did they talk poetry that way, Uncle Remus?" the little boy inquired.
"Shoo! lot"s wuss dan dat, honey. Dey wuz constant a-gwine on dat a-way, en ef I wa"n"t gittin" so mighty weak-kneed in de membunce I"d bust aloose yer en I"d fair wake you up wid de gwines on er dem ar creeturs.
"Now, den, dey tuck"n kyar Brer Wolf mammy ter town en sell "er, en dey start back wid a waggin-load er vittles. De day wuz a-wanin" den de sun wuz a-settin". De win" tuck"n blow up sorter stiff, en de sun look red when she settin". Dey druv on, en druv on. De win" blow, en de sun shine red. Bimeby, Brer Wolf scrooch up en shiver, en "low:
""Brer Rabbit, I"m a-gittin" mighty cole."
"Brer Rabbit, he laugh en "low:
""I"m gittin" sorter creepy myself, Brer Wolf."
"Dey druv on en druv on. Win" blow keen, sun shine red. Brer Wolf scrooch up in little knot. Bimeby he sing out:
""Brer Rabbit, I"m freezin"! I"m dat cole I dunner w"at ter do!"
"Brer Rabbit, he p"int ter de settin" sun en say:
""You see dat great big fier "cross dar in de woods, Brer Wolf? Well, dey aint nothin" ter hender you fum gwine dar en wommin" yo"se"f en I"ll wait yer fer you. Gimme de lines, Brer Wolf, en you go wom yo"se"f all over."
"Wid dat Brer Wolf, he put out des ez hard ez he kin, fer ter see ef he can"t fin" de fier; en w"iles he wuz gone, bless goodness, w"at should Brer Rabbit do but cut off de hosses" tails en stick um down deep in de mud--"
"Le" "im "lone, now! Des le" "im "lone!" exclaimed Aunt Tempy in an ecstasy of admiration.
[Ill.u.s.tration: BROTHER RABBIT GETS THE PROVISIONS]
"He stick de hosses" tails down in de mud," continued Uncle Remus, "en den he tuck"n druv de waggin "way off in de swamp en hide it. Den he tuck"n come back, ole Brer Rabbit did, fer ter wait fer Brer Wolf.
"Atter so long a time, sho" "nuff, yer come Brer Wolf des a-gallin"-up back. Brer Rabbit he hail "im.
""Is you wom yo"se"f, Brer Wolf?"
""Brer Rabbit, don"t talk! Dat de mos" "seetful fier w"at I had any speunce un. I run, en I run, en I run, en de mo" w"at I run de furder de fier git. De nigher you come ter dat fier de furder hit "s off."
"Brer Rabbit, he sorter scratch hisse"f behime de shoulder-blade, en "low:
""Nummine "bout de fier, Brer Wolf. I got sump"n" yer dat"ll wom you up.
Ef you aint nev" bin wom befo", I lay you"ll get wom dis time."
"Dis make Brer Wolf sorter look "roun", en w"en he see Brer Rabbit hol"in" on ter de two hoss-tails, he up"n squall out, he did:
""Lawdy mussy, Brer Rabbit! Whar my vittles? Whar my waggin? Whar my hosses?"
""Dey er all right yer, Brer Wolf; dey er all right yer. I stayed dar whar you lef" me twel de hosses gun ter git restless. Den I cluck at um, en, bless gracious, dey start off en lan" in a quicksan". W"en dey gun ter mire, I des tuck"n tu"n eve"ything a-loose en grab de hosses by de tail, en I bin stan"in" yer wishin" fer you, Brer Wolf, twel I done gone gray in de min". I "low ter myse"f dat I"d hang on ter deze yer hoss-tails ef it killt eve"y cow in de islan". Come he"p me, Brer Wolf, en I lay we"ll des nat"ally pull de groun" out but w"at we"ll git deze creeturs out."
"Wid dat, Brer Wolf, he kotch holt er one hoss-tail, en Brer Rabbit, he kotch holt er de yuther, en w"en dey pull, co"se de tails come out"n de mud. Dey stood dar, dey did, en dey look at de tails en den dey look at one n"er. Bimeby Brer Rabbit "low:
""Well, sir, Brer Wolf; we pull so hard twel we pull de tails plum out!"
"Ole Brer Wolf, he dunner w"at ter do, but it "gun ter git dark, en "t wa"n"t long "fo" he tell Brer Rabbit good-by, en off he put fer home.
Dat ar Brer Rabbit," Uncle Remus went on, "he des tuck"n wait twel Brer Wolf git out"n yearin", en den he went into de swamp en druv de hosses home en git all de vittles, en he aint hatter sell he ole mammy n"er.
Dat he aint."
XL
"CUTTA CORD-LA!"
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 to twist and fidget in his chair, and mumble to himself in a lingo which might have been understood on the Guinea coast, but which sounded out of place in Uncle Remus"s Middle Georgia cabin. Presently, however, his uneasiness took tangible shape. He turned around and exclaimed impatiently:
"Shuh-shuh! w"en you sta"t fer tell-a dem tale, wey you no tell um lak dey stan"? "E bery bad fer twis" dem tale "roun" un "roun". Wey you no talk um stret?"
"Well, Brer Jack," said Uncle Remus, smiling good-humoredly upon the queer little old man, "ef we done gone en got dat ar tale all twis" up, de way fer you ter do is ter whirl in en ontwis" it, en we-all folks "ll set up yer en he"p you out plum twel Mars John comes a-hollerin" en a-bawlin" atter dish yer baby; en atter he done gone ter bed, den me en Sis Tempy yer we ull set up wid you plum twel de chickens crow fer day.
Dem"s de kinder folk we all is up yer. We aint got many swimps en crabs up yer in Putmon county, but w"en it come ter settin" up wid comp"ny en hangin" "roun" atter dark fer ter make de time pa.s.s away, we er mighty rank. Now den, Brer Jack, I done call de roll wid my eye, en we er all yer "ceppin" dat ar "Tildy gal, en "t won"t be long "fo" she"ll be a-drappin" in. Run over in yo" min", en whar my tale "uz wrong, des whirl in en put "er ter rights."
"Shuh-shuh!" exclaimed the old African, "Oona no git dem tale stret. I yed dem wey me lif; "e soun" lak dis: One tam dem bittle bin git bery skace. Da rice crop mek nuttin"; da fish swim low; da bud fly high.
Hard times bin come dey-dey. "E so hard, dem creeturs do git honkry fer true. B"er Rabbit un B"er Wolf dey come pit bote "e head tergerrer; dey is mek talk how honkry dey is "way down in da belly.
"b.u.mbye, B"er Rabbit, "e shed "e y-eye, "e say dey mus" kill dey gran"mammy. B"er Wolf say "e mek "e y-eye come wat"ry fer yeddy da talk lak dat. B"er Rabbit say:
""Ki, B"er Wolf! da water come in you" y-eye wun you is bin honkry. Me y-eye done bin-a come wat"ry so long tam befo" I bin talky wit" you "bout we gran"mammy."
"B"er Wolf, "e der keep on cryin"; "e wipe "e y-eye "pon "e coat-sleef.
B"er Rabbit, "e bin say:
""Ef you is bin tek it so ha"d lak dis, B"er Wolf, "e bery good fer kill-a you" gran"mammy fus", so you is kin come glad ag"in."
"B"er Wolf, "e go dry "e y-eye un kill "e gran"mammy, un dey is bin tek "im gran"mammy off un sell um fer bittle. Dun dey is bin eat dis bittle day un night tell "e all done gone. Wun-a tam come fer B"er Rabbit fer kill "e gran"mammy, B"er Wolf, "e go bisitin" "im. "E say:
""B"er Rabbit, I is bin-a feel honkry troo un troo. Less we kill-a you"
gran"mammy."