"Honey, you mus' git up soon Chris'mus mawnin' en open de do';
kase I'm gwineter bounce in on Marse John en Miss Sally, en
holler 'Chris'mus gif'' des like I useter endurin' de farmin'
days fo' de war, w'en ole Miss wuz 'live. I bound' dey don't
fergit de ole nigger, nudder. W'en you hear me callin' de pigs,
honey, you des hop up en onfassen de do'. I lay I'll give Marse
John one er dese yer 'sprize parties."

*1 Patrols. In the country districts, order was kept on the
plantations at night by the knowledge that they were liable
to be visited at any moment by the patrols. Hence a song
current among the negroes, the chorus of which was:

"Run, nigger, run; patter-roller ketch you--
Run, nigger, run; hit's almos' day."


VIII. MR. FOX IS "OUTDONE" BY MR. BUZZARD

"EF I don't run inter no mistakes," remarked Uncle Remus, as the
little boy came tripping in to see him after supper, "Mr. Tukkey
Buzzard wuz gyardin' de holler whar Brer Rabbit went in at, en
w'ich he come out un."

The silence of the little boy verified the old man's
recollection.

"Well, Mr. Buzzard, he feel mighty lonesome, he did, but he done
prommust Brer Fox dat he'd stay, en he 'termin' fer ter sorter