{"collection":"myth-cosmogony","full_text_available":true,"graph_url":"https://unchartedknowledge.5gfusion.net/v2/api/page/gutenberg_72735/graph","html_url":"https://unchartedknowledge.5gfusion.net/v2/page/gutenberg_72735","id":"gutenberg_72735","license":"Public Domain (US)","rights_basis":"gutenberg_metadata_copyright_false","source":"gutenberg","source_url":"https://www.gutenberg.org/ebooks/72735","summary":null,"tags":["Category: Mythology, Legends & Folklore","Creole dialects, English","Folklore -- Jamaica"],"text":"JAMAICA ANANSI STORIES\n\n BY\n MARTHA WARREN BECKWITH\n\n WITH MUSIC RECORDED\n IN THE FIELD\n\n BY\n HELEN ROBERTS\n\n\n NEW YORK\n PUBLISHED BY THE AMERICAN FOLK-LORE SOCIETY\n G. E. STECHERT & CO., Agents\n 1924\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n MEMOIRS OF\n\n The American Folk-Lore Society.\n\n VOLUME XVII.\n\n 1924.\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\nCONTENTS.\n\n\n PAGE\n Contents v\n Preface xi\n\n ANIMAL STORIES.\n\n 1. Tying Tiger 1\n a. The Fish-basket 1\n b. The Storm 2\n 2. Tiger as Substitute 3\n a. The King\u2019s Two Daughters 3\n b. The Gub-gub Peas 4\n 3. Tiger as Riding-horse 5\n 4. Tiger\u2019s Sheep-skin Suit 6\n 5. Tiger Catching the Sheep-thief 8\n a. The Escape 8\n b. The Substitute 8\n c. In the House-top 9\n 6. Tiger\u2019s Breakfast 11\n 7. Eggs and Scorpions 11\n 8. Tiger\u2019s Bone-hole 12\n 9. The Christening 12\n 10. Eating Tiger\u2019s Guts 13\n a. The Tell-tale 13\n b. The Monkeys\u2019 Song 13\n 11. Throwing Away Knives 14\n a. Tiger and Anansi 14\n b. Sheep and Anansi 14\n 12. Grace before Meat 14\n a. Monkey and Anansi 14\n b. Goat and Anansi 15\n 13. Day-time Trouble 15\n a. Rabbit and Anansi 15\n b. Rat and Anansi 16\n c. Goat and Anansi 16\n 14. New Names 17\n 15. Long-shirt 18\n 16. Shut up in the Pot 19\n 17. House in the Air 20\n a. Tracking Anansi 20\n b. Rabbit and Children going up to Heaven 20\n c. Duppy\u2019s House in the Air 21\n d. Carencro\u2019s House with a Key 21\n 18. Goat on the Hill-side 22\n 19. Dog and Dog-head 22\n 20. Tacoomah\u2019s Corn-piece 23\n 21. Anansi and the Tar-baby 23\n a. The Escape from Tiger 23\n b. The Substitute 24\n c. The Grave 25\n 22. Inside the Cow 26\n 23. Cunnie-more-than-father 27\n 24. The Duckano Tree 31\n 25. Food and Cudgel 31\n a. The Handsome Packey 31\n b. The Knife and Fork 32\n 26. The Riddle 33\n 27. Anansi and Brother Dead 34\n a. Brother Dead\u2019s Wife 34\n b. Goat and Plantain 35\n 28. Brother Dead and the Brindle Puppy 35\n 29. The Cowitch and Mr. Foolman 36\n 30. Dry-head and Anansi 37\n a. Go-long-go 37\n b. Dry-head 38\n c. Brother Dead 39\n 31. The Yam-hills 39\n 32. The Law Against Back-biting 40\n a. Duck\u2019s Dream 40\n b. Guinea-chick 41\n c. Dry-head at the Barber\u2019s 42\n 33. Fling-a-mile 42\n 34. But-but and Anansi 44\n 35. Tumble-bug and Anansi 45\n 36. Horse and Anansi 46\n 37. Anansi in Monkey Country 47\n a. Bunya 47\n b. Christen Christen 47\n 38. Curing the Sick 48\n a. The Fishes 48\n b. The Six Children 48\n 39. Anansi, White-belly and Fish 50\n 40. Goat\u2019s Escape 51\n a. The Rain 51\n b. The Dance (1) 52\n The Dance (2) 52\n 41. Turtle\u2019s Escape 53\n 42. Fire and Anansi 53\n 43. Quit-quit and Anansi 53\n a. Tailors and Fiddlers 53\n b. Fiddlers 54\n 44. Spider Marries Monkey\u2019s Daughter 54\n 45. The Chain of Victims 55\n 46. Why Tumble-bug Rolls in the Dung 56\n 47. Why John-crow Has a Bald Head 56\n a. The Baptism 56\n b. The Dance 57\n 48. Why Dog is always Looking 57\n 49. Why Rocks at the River are Covered with Moss 57\n 50. Why Ground-dove Complains 58\n 51. Why Hog is always Grunting 58\n 52. Why Toad Croaks 58\n 53. Why Woodpecker Bores Wood 59\n 54. Why Crab is Afraid after Dark 59\n 55. Why Mice are no Bigger 59\n 56. Rat\u2019s Wedding 60\n 57. Cockroach Stories 61\n a. Cock\u2019s Breakfast 61\n b. Feigning Sick (1) 61\n Feigning Sick (2) 62\n c. The Drum 62\n 58. Hunter, Guinea-hen and Fish 63\n 59. Rabbit Stories 64\n a. The Tar Baby 64\n b. Saying Grace 64\n c. Pretending Dead 65\n 60. The Animal Race 65\n a. Horse and Turtle 65\n b. Pigeon and Parrot 66\n 61. The Fasting Trial (fragment) 67\n 62. Man is Stronger 67\n\n OLD STORIES, CHIEFLY OF SORCERY.\n\n 63. The Pea that Made a Fortune 69\n 64. Settling the Father\u2019s Debt 69\n 65. Mr. Lenaman\u2019s Corn-field 70\n 66. Simon Tootoos 71\n 67. The Tree-wife 74\n 68. Sammy the Comferee 75\n 69. Grandy Do-an\u2019Do 77\n 70. Jack and Harry 79\n 71. Pea-fowl as Messenger 80\n a. John Studee 80\n b. Contavio 82\n 72. The Barking Puppy 82\n 73. The Singing Bird 83\n a. Fine Waiting Boy 83\n b. The Golden Cage 84\n 74. Two Sisters 85\n 75. Assonah 86\n 76. The Greedy Child 87\n a. Crossing the River 87\n b. The Plantain 87\n 77. Alimoty and Aliminty 88\n 78. The Fish Lover 89\n a. Timbo Limbo 89\n b. Fish Fish Fish 91\n c. Dear Old Juna 91\n 79. Juggin Straw Blue 92\n 80. The Witch and the Grain of Peas 93\n 81. Bosen Corner 94\n 82. The Three Dogs 96\n a. Boy and Witch Woman 96\n b. Lucy and Janet 99\n 83. Andrew and His Sisters 99\n 84. The Hunter 101\n a. The Bull turned Courter 101\n b. The Cow turned Woman 102\n 85. Man-Snake as Bridegroom 103\n a. The Rescue (1) 103\n The Rescue (2) 104\n b. Snake Swallows the Bride 104\n 86. The Girls who Married the Devil 105\n a. The Devil-husband 105\n b. The Snake-husband 106\n 87. Bull as Bridegroom 108\n a. Nancy 108\n b. The Play-song 109\n c. Gracie and Miles 110\n 88. The Two Bulls 111\n 89. Ballinder Bull 113\n 90. Bird Arinto 115\n 91. Tiger Softens his Voice 116\n 92. Hidden Names 118\n a. Anansi and Mosquito 118\n b. Anansi plays Baby (1) 118\n Anansi plays Baby (2) 119\n Anansi plays Baby (3) 119\n 93. Anansi and Mr. Able 120\n 94. The King\u2019s Three Daughters 121\n 95. The Dumb Child 121\n 96. The Dumb Wife 123\n 97. Leap, Timber, Leap 124\n a. Old Conch 124\n b. Grass-quit (fragment) 126\n 98. The Boy fools Anansi 126\n 99. The Water-crayfish 127\n\n MODERN EUROPEAN STORIES.\n\n 100. Ali Baba and Kissem 129\n 101. Bull-of-all-the-land 130\n 102. The Boiling Pot 131\n 103. The Twelve One-eyed Men 133\n 104. Bird and Hunter 134\n 105. Jack and the Devil Errant 135\n 106. The Magic Hat and the Staff of Life 139\n 107. Uncle Green and Jack 141\n 108. Big Begum and Little Begum 143\n 109. The Fool and the Wise Brother 145\n 110. The Children and the Witch 146\n 111. The Boy and the Mermaid (fragment) 147\n 112. Difficult Tasks (fragment) 147\n 113. The Grateful Beasts 148\n 114. Jack and the Bean-stalk 149\n 115. Jack and the Devil 150\n 116. Jack\u2019s Riddle 150\n 117. Jack as Fortune-teller 151\n 118. Robin as Fortune-teller 151\n 119. Jack and the Grateful Dead 152\n 120. The Boy and his Master 153\n 121. The Language of Beasts 154\n 122. The Three Pieces of Advice 155\n 123. Three Brothers and the Life-tree 156\n 124. The Skilful Brothers 158\n 125. The Three Sillies 158\n 126. A Misunderstanding 159\n 127. Big-head, Big-belly and Little-foot (a and b) 160\n 128. The Goat in the Lion\u2019s Den 160\n 129. The Donkey, The Cat and the Lion\u2019s Head 161\n 130. Clever Molly May 162\n 131. Dancing to Anansi\u2019s Fiddle 162\n 132. Anansi Claims the Dinner 163\n 133. Anansi Seeks his Fortune 163\n 134. The Pannier-jar 163\n 135. Anansi kills his Grandmother 164\n 136. White-belly and Anansi 164\n 137. Monkey hunts Anansi 165\n 138. Anansi and the Pig Coming from Market 166\n\n SONG AND DANCE.\n\n 139. The Fifer 169\n 140. In Come Murray 170\n 141. Tacoomah Makes a Dance 170\n 142. Anansi Makes a Dance 171\n 143. Red Yam 173\n 144. Guzzah Man 175\n 145. Fowl and Pretty Poll 176\n 146. The Cumbolo 176\n 147. John-crow and Fowl at Court 177\n 148. Wooden Ping-ping and Cock 177\n 149. Animal Talk 178\n\n Witticisms 179\n Riddles 183\n Index to Riddles 219\n Abbreviations of Titles 223\n Notes to the Tales 233\n Index to Informants 291\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\nPREFACE.\n\n\nThe stories in this collection were taken down from the lips of over\nsixty negro story-tellers in the remote country districts of Jamaica\nduring two visits to the island, one of six weeks in the summer of\n1919, the other of five weeks in the winter of 1921. The music was all\nrecorded during the second visit by Miss Helen Roberts, either directly\nfrom the story-teller or from a phonographic record which I had made.\nIn this way the original style of the story-telling, which in some\ninstances mingles story, song and dance, is as nearly as possible\npreserved, although much is necessarily lost in the slow process of\ndictation. The lively and dramatic action, the change in voice, even\nthe rapid and elliptical vernacular, can not appear on the printed\npage. But the stories are set down without polish or adornment, as\nnearly as possible as they were told to me, and hence represent, so far\nas they go, a true folk art.\n\nAlthough some story-tellers claimed to know \u201cmore than a hundred\u201d\nstories, no one narrator gave me more than thirty, and usually not more\nthan four or five at one interview.\n\nTo all such story-telling, as to riddling and song, the name of \u201cAnansi\nstory\u201d is applied,\u2014an appellation at least as old as 1816, when Monk\nLewis in his journal describes the classes of \u201cNancy stories\u201d popular\nin his day among the negroes as the tragical witch story and the\nfarcical \u201cneger-trick.\u201d The \u201cneger-trick\u201d harks back to slave times and\nis rarely heard to-day; tales of sorcery, too, are heard best from the\nlips of older narrators. Modern European fairy tales and animal stories\n(evidently unknown to Lewis) have taken their place. Two influences\nhave dominated story-telling in Jamaica, the first an absorbing\ninterest in the magical effect of song which, at least in the old witch\ntales, far surpasses that in the action of the story; the second, the\nconception of the spider Anansi as the trickster hero among a group of\nanimal figures. Anansi is the culture hero of the Gold Coast,\u2014a kind of\ngod\u2014, just as Turtle is of the Slave coast and Hare (our own Brer\nRabbit) of the Bantu people. \u201cAnansi stories\u201d regularly form the\nentertainment during wake-nights, and it is difficult not to believe\nthat the vividness with which these animal actors take part in the\nstory springs from the idea that they really represent the dead in the\nunderworld whose spirits have the power, according to the native\nbelief, of taking animal form. The head-man on a Westmoreland\ncattle-pen even assured me that Anansi, once a man, was now leader of\nthe dead in this land of shades. However this may be, the development\nof Jamaican obeah or witchcraft has been along the same two lines of\ninterest. Magic songs are used in communicating with the dead, and the\nobeah-man who sets a ghost upon an enemy often sends it in the form of\nsome animal; hence there are animals which must be carefully handled\nlest they be something other than they appear.\n\nRiddling is a favorite pastime of the Jamaica negro. Much is preserved\nfrom old African originals in the personification of common objects of\nyard and road-side, much is borrowed also from old English folk\nriddling. That this spread has been along the line of a common language\nis proved by the fact that only a dozen parallels occur in Mason\u2019s\nSpanish collection from Porto Rico, at least ten of which are quoted by\nEspinosa from New Mexico, while of collections from English-speaking\nneighbors, fourteen out of fifty-five riddles collected in South\nCarolina and nine out of twenty-one from Andros Island are found also\nin Jamaica. Particular patterns are set for Jamaica riddling into which\nthe phrasing falls with a rhythmical swing careless of rhyme,\u2014\u201cMy\nfather has in his yard\u201d and \u201cGoing up to town.\u201d The giving of a riddle\nis regularly preceded by a formula drawn from old English sources\u2014\n\n\n Riddle me this, riddle me that,\n Perhaps you can guess this riddle\n And perhaps not!\n\n\ngenerally abbreviated into\n\n\n Riddle me riddle,\n Guess me this riddle,\n And perhaps not.\n\n\nThe art is practised as a social amusement, groups forming in which\neach person in the circle must propound riddles until his supply is\nexhausted or his riddle unguessed.\n\nMy own work as a collector in this engrossing field of Jamaican\nfolk-lore owes much to those collectors who have preceded me and who\nhave enjoyed a longer and more intimate acquaintance than has been\npossible for me with the people and their idiom;\u2014to Monk Lewis, a true\nfolk-lorist, whose \u201cJournal\u201d of 1816 is of the greatest interest\nto-day, to Mr. Walter Jekyll and his excellent volume of songs and\nstories in the Folk-lore Publications of 1907, and to the writers of\nnursery tales, Mrs. Milne-Home, Pamela Smith, and Mrs. W. E. Wilson\n(Wona). I take this opportunity also to acknowledge most gratefully the\nmany courtesies for which I am indebted during my visits to the island.\nI particularly wish to thank Professor Frank Cundall for his advice and\ncooperation, and for the use of the invaluable West India library\nconnected with the Jamaica Institute in Kingston where I was able to\nconsult books not easily to be found in library collections. To the\nHon. and Mrs. Coke-Kerr, to Mrs. Harry Farquharson and to the Rev. and\nMrs. Ashton I am gratefully indebted for many courtesies in the task of\nfinding reliable native informants. To these informants themselves,\u2014to\nSimeon Falconer, William Forbes, George Parkes, and a score of others I\nowe thanks for their ready response to my interest. In America also I\nwish to thank Mrs. Elsie Clews Parsons for suggestions as to method and\nfor the use of her valuable bibliography and Mrs. Louise Dennis Hand\nfor help with Spanish collections, and to express my grateful\nobligations to Professor Franz Boas for his patient editing and\nvaluable bibliographical suggestions.\n\n\n The Folk-lore Foundation\n Vassar College Martha Warren Beckwith\n April, 1924.\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\nANIMAL STORIES.\n\n\n1. TYING TIGER.\n\n\na. The Fish-basket.\n\nGeorge Parkes, Mandeville.\n\nOne great hungry time. Anansi couldn\u2019t get anyt\u2019ing to eat, so he take\nup his hand-basket an\u2019 a big pot an\u2019 went down to the sea-side to catch\nfish. When he reach there, he make up a large fire and put the pot on\nthe fire, an\u2019 say, \u201cCome, big fish!\u201d He catch some big fish put them\naside. He said, \u201cBig fish go, make little fish come!\u201d He then catch the\nlittle fish. He say, \u201cLittle fish go, make big fish come!\u201d an\u2019 say,\n\u201cBig fish go, make little fish come!\u201d He then catch the pot full an\u2019\nhis hand-basket. He bile the pot full and sit down and eat it off; he\nthen started home back with the pot on his head and the basket.\nReaching a little way, he hide the pot away in the bush an take the\nbasket along with him now.\n\nWhile going along, he meet up Tiger. Now Tiger is a very rough man an\u2019\nAnansi \u2019fraid of him. Tiger said to him, \u201cWhat you have in that basket,\nsah?\u201d\u2014speak to him very rough. Anansi speak in a very feeble voice,\nsay, \u201cNothing, sah! nothing, sah!\u201d So both of them pass each other, an\u2019\nwhen they went on a little way, Tiger hide in the bush watching Anansi.\nAnansi then sit down underneath a tree, open his basket, take out the\nfishes one one, and say, \u201cPretty little yallah-tail this!\u201d an\u2019 put it\naside; he take out a snapper an\u2019 say, \u201cPretty little snapper this!\u201d an\u2019\nput it one side; he take out a jack-fish an\u2019 say, \u201cPretty little\njack-fish!\u201d an\u2019 put it one side. Tiger then run up an\u2019 say, \u201cThink you\nhavn\u2019t not\u2019ing in that basket, sah!\u201d Anansi say, \u201cI jus\u2019 going down to\nthe sea have a bathe, sah, an\u2019 I catch them few \u2019itte fishes.\u201d Tiger\nsay, \u201cGive it to me here, sah!\u201d\u2014talk in a very rough manner. An\u2019 Tiger\ntake it an\u2019 eat them all an\u2019 spit up the bones. Anansi then take up the\nbones an\u2019 eat them, an\u2019 while eating he grumble an\u2019 say, \u201cBut look me\nbwoy labor do!\u201d Tiger say, \u201cWhat you say?\u201d Anansi say, \u201cFly humbug me\nface, sah!\u201d (brushing his face).\n\nSo both of them start to go home now with the empty basket, but this\ntime Anansi was studying for Tiger. When he reach part of the way,\nAnansi see a fruit-tree. Anansi say, \u201cWhat a pretty fruit-tree!\u201d\n(looking up in the tree). Tiger say, \u201cClimb it, sah!\u201d (in a rough\nmanner). So when Anansi go up an\u2019 pull some of the fruit, at that time\nTiger was standing underneath the tree. Anansi look down on Tiger head\nan\u2019 said, \u201cLook lice in a Brar Tiger head!\u201d Tiger said, \u201cCome down an\u2019\nketch it, sah!\u201d Anansi come down an\u2019 said to Tiger he kyan\u2019t ketch it\nwithout he lean on the tree. Tiger said, \u201cLean on the tree, sah!\u201d The\nhair on Tiger head is very long. So while Anansi ketchin\u2019 the lice,\nTiger fell asleep. Anansi now take the hair an\u2019 lash it round the tree\ntie up Tiger on the tree. After he done that he wake up Tiger an\u2019 say\nthat he kyan\u2019t ketch any more. Tiger in a rough manner say, \u201cCome an\u2019\nketch it, sah!\u201d Anansi say, \u201cI won\u2019t!\u201d So Anansi run off, Tiger spring\nafter him, an\u2019 fin\u2019 out that his hair is tied on the tree. So Tiger\nsay, \u201cCome an\u2019 loose me, sah!\u201d Anansi say. \u201cI won\u2019t!\u201d an\u2019 Anansi sing\nnow,\n\n\n \u201cSee how Anansi tie Tiger,\n See how Anansi tie Tiger,\n Tie him like a hog, Tiger,\n See how Anansi tie Tiger,\n Tie him like a hog, Tiger!\u201d\n\n\nAn\u2019 Anansi leave him go home, an\u2019 a hunter-man come an\u2019 see Tiger tie\non the tree, make kill him.\n\n\n\n\nb. The Storm.\n\nVivian Bailey, Mandeville.\n\nBrer Tiger got a mango-tree in his place. Brer Nansi go an\u2019 ask if he\ncould sell him a ha\u2019 penny wort\u2019 of mango. Brer Tiger say no. Brer\nNansi well want de mango. Brer Nansi say, \u201cLaw pass dat eb\u2019ry man have\ntree mus\u2019 tie on it \u2019cause going to get a heavy storm.\u201d Brer Tiger say,\nwell, mus\u2019 tie him to de mango-tree. After Brer Nansi tie Tiger, climb\nup in de mango-tree, an\u2019 eb\u2019ry mango he eat tak it an\u2019 lick Brer Tiger\non de head. After he eat done, he shake off all de ripe mango an\u2019 pick\ndem up go away leave Brer Tiger tie up on de mango-tree.\n\nBrer Tiger see Brer But pass an\u2019 ask Brer But to loose him. Brer But\nsay dat he kyan\u2019t stop. Brer Tiger see Brer Ant passing, ask Brer Ant\nto loose him; Brer Ant say he kyan\u2019t depon [1] haste. Brer Tiger see\nBrer Duck-ants passing an\u2019 ask him fe loose him. An\u2019 don\u2019 know if him\nwill loose him, for don\u2019 know if him will put up wid him slowness, for\nDuck-ants is a very slow man. After him loose him, Brer Tiger tell him\nmany t\u2019anks an\u2019 tell him mus\u2019 never let him hear any of Duck-ants\u2019s\nfrien\u2019s pass him an\u2019 don\u2019 call up \u201cHow-dy-do.\u201d\n\nBrer Nansi in a cotton tree were listening when dey talking. De nex\u2019\nevening, Brer Nansi go to Brer Tiger yard an\u2019 knock at de door. An\u2019\nsay, \u201cWho is deah?\u201d an\u2019 say, \u201cMr. Duck-ants\u2019s brudder.\u201d An\u2019 dey tak him\nin an\u2019 mak much of him, get up tea because it was Mr. Duck-ants\u2019s\nbrudder, an\u2019 after dat go to bed. In de morning provide tea for Mr.\nDuck-ants \u2019fore he wake, an\u2019 when he wake an\u2019 was washin\u2019 his face he\ngot to tak off his hat. An\u2019 Brer Nansi is a man wid a bald head, an\u2019\ndey got to fin\u2019 out it was Brer Nansi an\u2019 dey run him out of de house.\n\n\n\n\n\n\n2. TIGER AS SUBSTITUTE.\n\n\na. The King\u2019s Two Daughters.\n\nWilliam Forbes, Dry River.\n\nDeh was Anansi. He go out an\u2019 court two young lady was de king daughter\nan\u2019 mak dem a fool, an\u2019 dem ketch him an\u2019 tie him, an\u2019 de two sister go\nan\u2019 look a bundle a wood fe go an\u2019 mak a fire under a copper [2] fe\nbu\u2019n him wid hot water. An\u2019 after when dem gone, he see Tiger was\ncoming. Anansi said, \u201cLawd! Brar Tiger, I get into trouble heah!\u201d An\u2019\nsaid, \u201cFe wha\u2019?\u201d An\u2019 say, \u201cKing daughter wan\u2019 lib wid dem, come tie\nme.\u201d Tiger say, \u201cYou fool, mak y\u2019 loose an\u2019 tie me!\u201d\n\nAnansi tie Tiger dere now an\u2019 Anansi go to a grass-root an\u2019 dodge. An\u2019\nwhen de misses go t\u2019row down de wood at de fire-side, de littlest one\nsay, \u201cSister! sister! look de little uncle wha\u2019 we tie heah, him tu\u2019n a\nbig uncle now!\u201d Sister say, \u201cI soon \u2018big uncle\u2019 him!\u201d an\u2019 dem mak up de\nfire bu\u2019n up de water, tak two ladle an\u2019 dem dashey upon Tiger. An\u2019 him\njump, an\u2019 jump, pop de rope, tumble dump on de grass-root whe\u2019 Anansi\nwas. Anansi laugh \u201cTissin, tissin, tissin!\u201d\n\nAn\u2019 Tiger jump \u2019pon Anansi, say, \u201cWe mus\u2019 go look wood gwine to bu\u2019n\nyour back!\u201d Tiger see some good wood on a cotton-tree well dry, an\u2019\nTiger say, \u201cI don\u2019 care wha\u2019 you do!\u201d An\u2019 when Anansi go up on\ncotton-tree, him chop one of de limb pum! an\u2019 \u2019top, an\u2019 chop again pum!\nan\u2019 holla, \u201cNone!\u201d Tiger say, \u201cCut de wood, man!\u201d An\u2019 holla again,\n\u201cNone!\u201d Tiger said, \u201cCut de wood, I tell you, come down mak I bu\u2019n\nyou.\u201d Anansi say, \u201cYou stan\u2019 upon de bottom say \u2018cut de wood,\u2019 but you\nknow Hunter-man look fe you las\u2019 yeah track? Wha\u2019 you t\u2019ink upon dis\nyeah track worse!\u201d an\u2019 Tiger run. Anansi say, \u201cHe run, Massa\nHunter-man, gone up on hill-side, gone dodge!\u201d He move from dere gone\non ribber-side. Anansi holla, \u201cHim gone, Massa Hunter-man, a ribber!\u201d\nTiger wheel back. An\u2019 Anansi holla to him say go to a sink-hole, an\u2019\nAnansi get rid of him an\u2019 come off.\n\nJack man dora!\n\n\n\n\nb. The Gub-gub Peas.\n\nGeorge Parkes, Mandeville.\n\nA man plant a big field of gub-gub peas. [3] He got a watchman put\nthere. This watchman can\u2019t read. The peas grow lovely an\u2019 bear lovely;\neverybody pass by, in love with the peas. Anansi himself pass an\u2019 want\nto have some. He beg the watchman, but the watchman refuse to give him.\nHe went an\u2019 pick up an\u2019 old envelope, present it to the watchman an\u2019\nsay the master say to give the watchman. The watchman say, \u201cThe master\nknow that I cannot read an\u2019 he sen\u2019 this thing come an\u2019 give me?\u201d\nAnansi say, \u201cI will read it for you.\u201d He said, \u201cHear what it say! The\nmaster say, \u2018You mus\u2019 tie Mr. Anansi at the fattest part of the gub-gub\npeas an\u2019 when the belly full, let him go.\u2019\u201d The watchman did so; when\nAnansi belly full, Anansi call to the watchman, an\u2019 the watchman let\nhim go.\n\nAfter Anansi gone, the master of the peas come an\u2019 ask the watchman\nwhat was the matter with the peas. The watchman tol\u2019 him. Master say he\nsee no man, no man came to him an\u2019 he send no letter, an\u2019 if a man come\nto him like that, he mus\u2019 tie him in the peas but no let him away till\nhe come. The nex\u2019 day, Anansi come back with the same letter an\u2019 say,\n\u201cMaster say, give you this.\u201d Anansi read the same letter, an\u2019 watchman\ntie Anansi in the peas. An\u2019 when Anansi belly full, him call to the\nwatchman to let him go, but watchman refuse. Anansi call out a second\ntime, \u201cCome, let me go!\u201d The watchman say, \u201cNo, you don\u2019 go!\u201d Anansi\nsay, \u201cIf you don\u2019 let me go, I spit on the groun\u2019 an\u2019 you rotten!\u201d [4]\nWatchman get frighten an\u2019 untie him.\n\nFew minutes after that the master came; an\u2019 tol\u2019 him if he come back\nthe nex\u2019 time, no matter what he say, hol\u2019 him. The nex\u2019 day, Anansi\ncame back with the same letter an\u2019 read the same story to the man. The\nman tie him in the peas, an\u2019, after him belly full, he call to the man\nto let him go; but the man refuse,\u2014all that he say he refuse until the\nmaster arrive.\n\nThe master take Anansi an\u2019 carry him to his yard an\u2019 tie him up to a\ntree, take a big iron an\u2019 put it in the fire to hot. Now while the iron\nwas heating, Anansi was crying. Lion was passing then, see Anansi tie\nup underneath the tree, ask him what cause him to be tied there. Anansi\nsaid to Lion from since him born he never hol\u2019 knife an\u2019 fork, an\u2019 de\npeople wan\u2019 him now to hol\u2019 knife an\u2019 fork. Lion said to Anansi, \u201cYou\ntoo wort\u2019less man! me can hol\u2019 it. I will loose you and then you tie me\nthere.\u201d So Lion loose Anansi an\u2019 Anansi tied Lion to the tree. So\nAnansi went away, now, far into the bush an\u2019 climb upon a tree to see\nwhat taking place. When the master came out, instead of seeing Anansi\nhe see Lion. He took out the hot iron out of the fire an\u2019 shove it in\nin Lion ear. An Lion make a plunge an\u2019 pop the rope an\u2019 away gallop in\nthe bush an\u2019 stan\u2019 up underneath the same tree where Anansi was. Anansi\ngot frighten an\u2019 begin to tremble an\u2019 shake the tree. Lion then hol\u2019 up\nhis head an\u2019 see Anansi. He called for Anansi to come down. Anansi\nshout to the people, \u201cSee de man who you lookin\u2019 fe! see de man\nunderneat\u2019 de tree!\u201d An\u2019 Lion gallop away an\u2019 live in the bush until\nnow, an\u2019 Anansi get free.\n\n\n\n\n\n\n3. TIGER AS RIDING-HORSE.\n\nWilliam Forbes, Dry River.\n\n\nTiger was walking to a yard an\u2019 see two young misses, an\u2019 he was\ncourting one of de young misses. An\u2019 as Anansi hear, Anansi go up to\nyard where de young misses is; an\u2019 dey ax him said, \u201cMr. Anansi, you\nsee Mr. Tiger?\u201d An\u2019 said, \u201cO yes! I see Mr. Tiger, but I tell you,\nmissus, Tiger is me fader ol\u2019 ridin\u2019-horse.\u201d An\u2019 when Tiger come to\nmisses, dem tell him. An\u2019 said him gwine Anansi, mak him come an\u2019 prove\nwitness befo\u2019 him face how he is fader ol\u2019 ridin\u2019-horse!\n\nAn\u2019 when him come call Anansi, say, \u201cWant you to come prove dis t\u2019ing\nyou say \u2019fore de misses,\u201d Anansi say, \u201cI nebber say so! but I kyan\u2019\nwalk at all.\u201d Tiger said, \u201cIf I hab to carry you \u2019pon me back, I will\ncarry you go!\u201d Anansi said, \u201cWell, I wi\u2019 go.\u201d Anansi go tak out him\nsaddle. Tiger say, \u201cWhat you gwine do wid saddle?\u201d Anansi say, \u201cTo put\nme foot down in de stirrup so when I gwine fall down, I weak, I can\ncatch up.\u201d An\u2019 tak him bridle. Tiger say, \u201cWhat you gwine do wid it?\u201d\nSay, \u201cGwine put it in you mout\u2019, when I gwine to fa\u2019 down I can catch\nup.\u201d Tiger say, \u201cI don\u2019 care what you do, mus\u2019 put it on!\u201d An\u2019 him go\nback an\u2019 tak horse-whip. An say, \u201cWha\u2019 you gwine do wid de horse-whip?\u201d\nAn\u2019 say, \u201cFe when de fly come, fan de fly.\u201d An\u2019 put on two pair of\n\u2019pur. An\u2019 say, \u201cWha\u2019 you gwine do wid \u2019pur?\u201d An\u2019 say, \u201cIf I don\u2019 put on\nde \u2019pur, me foot wi\u2019 cramp.\u201d An\u2019 come close to yard an\u2019 close in wid de\n\u2019pur an\u2019 horse-whip, an\u2019 mak him gallop into de yard. An\u2019 say, \u201cCarry\nhim in to stable, sah! I mak you to know what Anansi say true to de\nfac\u2019, is me fader ol\u2019 ridin\u2019-horse.\u201d\n\nTiger tak to wood, Anansi sing a\u2019ter him, \u201cPo\u2019 Tiger dead an\u2019 gone!\u201d\n\n\n [5]Si-lay-na, Si-lay-na, Si-lay-na bom, Eb-ry-bod-y (?)\n Si-lay-na, Si-lay-na, Si-lay-na bom, (?) Si-lay-na, Si-lay-na.\n Po\u2019 Ti-ger dead and gone, Si-lay-na, Si-lay-na, Si-lay-na,\n Eb-ry-bod-y go look fo\u2019 dem wife, Si-lay-na, Si-lay-na,\n Eb-ry-bod-y go look fo\u2019 dem wife, Si-lay-na, Si-lay-na, Si-lay-na bom.\n\n\n\n\n\n\n4. TIGER\u2019S SHEEP-SKIN SUIT.\n\nGeorge Parkes, Mandeville.\n\n\nAnansi was a head-man for a man by the name of Mr. Mighty, who employed\nAnansi for the purpose of minding some sheep. The sheep numbered about\ntwo thousand. And from the first day Anansi took over the sheep, the\nman began to miss one. An\u2019 he steal them until he leave only one. Well,\nMr. Mighty would like to find out how the sheep go. He say to Anansi he\nwould give his best daughter and two hundred pound to find out how the\nsheep go.\n\nAnansi say the best way to find it out is to make a ball. Anansi have a\nfriend name of Tiger, call him \u2018Brar Tiger\u2019. He went to Tiger an\u2019 tell\nhim Mr. Mighty promise to give his daughter an\u2019 two hundred pound to\nwhomsoever tell how the sheep go. Anansi now is a fiddler, an\u2019 he say\nthat he will play the fiddle an\u2019 Tiger play the tambourine, but before\nhe go to the ball he will give Tiger a sheepskin coat, sheepskin\ntrousers, a sheepskin cap, a sheepskin boot; an\u2019 when him, Tiger, hear\nhim play,\n\n\n \u201cMister Mighty loss him sheep,\n It stan\u2019 lik\u2019 a Tiger t\u2019iefee,\u201d\n\n\nhim, Tiger, mustn\u2019t think him the same one; it\u2019s one clear out the\ncountry. And he is to play his tambourine, say,\n\n\n \u201cFe tre-ew, bredder, fe tre-ew,\n It \u2019tan lik\u2019 a it mak me clo\u2019es.\u201d\n\n\nNow then, Anansi go back to Mr. Mighty an\u2019 tol\u2019 him that there is a man\ncoming to the ball wearing a suit of sheep-skin clo\u2019es,\u2014dat is the man\nwho steal the sheep.\n\nMr. Mighty give out invitation to all the high folks, all the ladies\nand gentlemen all aroun\u2019, to attend the ball at that same date. The\nnight of the ball, Anansi went with his fiddle an\u2019 Tiger with his\ntambourine in the suit of sheep-skin clo\u2019es. At the time fix, Anansi\ntune up his fiddle, \u2018he-rum, te-rum, she-rum.\u2019 Tiger now trim the\ntambourine, \u2018ring-ping, ring-ping, ring-pong, pe-ring-ping,\ndouble-ping, tong!\u2019 Anansi says, \u201cGentlemen an\u2019 ladies, ketch yo\u2019\npardner!\u201d Anansi play,\n\n\n \u201cMr. Mighty loss him sheep,\n Mr. Mighty loss him sheep,\n Mr. Mighty loss him sheep,\n It stan\u2019 lik\u2019 a Tiger t\u2019iefee.\u201d\n\n\nTiger say,\n\n\n \u201cFe tre-ew, bredder, fe tre-ew,\n Fe tre-ew, bredder, fe tre-ew,\n Fe tre-ew, bredder, fe tre-ew,\n It \u2019tan\u2019 lik\u2019 a it mak me clo\u2019es.\u201d\n\n\nAnansi go to Mr. Mighty an\u2019 say, \u201cMe an\u2019 dat man workin\u2019 an\u2019 I didn\u2019t\nknow he was such a t\u2019ief! he steal de sheep till he tak skin an\u2019 all\nmak him clo\u2019es!\u201d An\u2019 as they were going back to their places Anansi\nsay, \u201cHell after you t\u2019-night, only t\u2019ing you don\u2019t know!\u201d Tiger say,\n\u201cWhat you say, Bra\u2019?\u201d\u2014\u201cMe say, you not playing strong enough, you mus\u2019\nplay up stronger!\u201d\n\nAnansi say again, \u201cGentlemen an\u2019 ladies, ketch \u2019em a pardner!\u201d an\u2019\nsing,\n\n\n \u201cMr. Mighty loss him sheep,\n It \u2019tan\u2019 lik\u2019 a Tiger t\u2019iefee.\u201d\n\n\nTiger say,\n\n\n \u201cFe tre-ew, bredder, fe tre-ew,\n It \u2019tan\u2019 lik\u2019 a it mak me clo\u2019es\u201d.\n\n\nMr. Mighty got right up an\u2019 said to Tiger, \u201cYes, that is the man what\nsteal all my sheep!\u201d Tiger say, \u201cNo!!\u201d Anansi say, \u201cYes, that is the\nman what steal all the sheep, an\u2019 I an\u2019 that man eatin\u2019 an\u2019 I didn\u2019t\nknow that man was such a t\u2019ief!\u201d An\u2019 Tiger was arrested an\u2019 got ten\nyears in prison, an\u2019 Anansi get the two hundred pounds an\u2019 the best\ndaughter to marry to.\n\n\n\n\n\n\n5. TIGER CATCHING THE SHEEP-THIEF.\n\n\na. The Escape.\n\nJoseph Macfarlane, Moneague, St. Ann.\n\nOne day was an old lady name Mis\u2019 Madder, had twenty sheep. Mr. Anansi\nwent an\u2019 gi\u2019 her a hen an\u2019, couple week after, Mr. Anansi went back fe\nde hen. An\u2019 said, \u201cDidn\u2019t you gi\u2019 me de hen, Mr. Anansi?\u201d An\u2019 said,\n\u201cOh, no! Missus, me hen wud have hegg, hegg, on hegg, chicken on\nchicken!\u201d An\u2019 said, \u201cDe only t\u2019ing I can do\u2019 Mr. Anansi, go in de\nsheep-pen an\u2019 tak a sheep!\u201d It went on till de nineteen was gone, leave\none. Tiger says, \u201cMis\u2019 Madder, I\u2019ll kill de sheep tak a half an\u2019 ketch\nMr. Anansi.\u201d Tiger kill i\u2019, put \u2019e skin over himself. When Mr. Anansi\ncome, Tiger bawl like a sheep \u201cBa-a-a-a!\u201d Miss Madder say, \u201cAll right,\nMr. Anansi, I don\u2019 wan\u2019 to hear any more talkin\u2019; tak\u2019 de las\u2019 sheep\nan\u2019 go.\u201d Anansi say, \u201cT\u2019ank you, Miss Madder, won\u2019 come back an\u2019 worry\nyou fe no more fowl!\u201d\n\nWhen he went off, under way said, \u201cYah! dis sheep hebby, sah!\u201d Went\nhome, de wife an\u2019 chil\u2019ren sit roun\u2019 him wid bowl an\u2019 knife. Mr. Anansi\ntak de knife cut de t\u2019roat an\u2019 say, \u201cLawd! me wife, dis fellow fat till\nno hav any blood!\u201d Cut de belly come down, Tiger jump out hold him. Mr.\nAnansi say, \u201cHe! he! Brar Tiger, wha\u2019 you do?\u201d Tiger say, \u201cMiss Madder\nha\u2019 twenty sheep an\u2019 if me no tie you, him wi\u2019 say you an\u2019 me eat dem.\u201d\nAnansi say, \u201cIf dem tak dem big banana trash tie me, I wi\u2019 be glad, but\nif dey could a tak dat \u2019itte bit o\u2019 banana t\u2019read tie me, I should be\nso sorry!\u201d An\u2019 dey tie him wid de small banana trash an\u2019 t\u2019row into de\nsea, an\u2019 he jus\u2019 open his leg an\u2019 run under water. An\u2019 from dat time\nyou see Anansi running under water.\n\n\n\n\nb. The Substitute.\n\nSamuel Christie, St. Ann\u2019s Bay.\n\nAnansi is a smart one, very smart, likes to do unfair business. So one\nday was walking t\u2019ru a lady property an\u2019 kill a little bird; so him\npass de lady yard an\u2019 say, \u201cMissus, me beg you mak little bird stan\u2019\ntill me come back?\u201d Lady said, \u201cPut it down, Anansi.\u201d Lef\u2019 de bird an\u2019\nhe never come back till he know de bird spile. De lady t\u2019row de bird.\nHe come back, say, \u201cMissus, me jus\u2019 call fe de litt\u2019e bird me lef\u2019\nt\u2019odder day. Say, \u201cAnansi, de bird spoil an\u2019 me t\u2019row it away!\u201d\u2014\u201cNo,\nmissus, you kyan\u2019 t\u2019row \u2019way me bird! Jus\u2019 call an\u2019 me want i\u2019!\u201d Lady\nsay, \u201cWell, Anansi, before you ill-treat me, go in de sheep-pen an\u2019 tak\na sheep.\u201d\n\nAnansi was quite glad fe dat, get a sheep fe de bird! An\u2019 go down fin\u2019\na sheep-pen wid plenty of sheep. Anansi go an\u2019 tak dat one, an\u2019 after\ndat, ev\u2019ry night he tak one. Lady fin\u2019 all de sheep was los\u2019, so tell\nde head man mus\u2019 keep watch of de sheep-pen. So de head-man was Tiger.\nTiger tak out dat sheep was in de sheep-pen an\u2019 dress himself wid\nsheep-skin. Anansi have suspicion an\u2019 get a frien\u2019 to go wid him dat\nnight, ask de frien\u2019 to catch de sheep. So as him frien\u2019 t\u2019row on de\nrope on Tiger head, Anansi fin\u2019 it was Tiger an\u2019 him ask excuse, go to\na good distance where can mak escape, holla, \u201cDat somet\u2019ing you ketch\ndeh no sheep,\u2014Brar Tiger!\u201d\n\nTiger tie de frien\u2019 carry him up to de yard tell de mistress dis is de\nman been destroying de sheep all de time!\n\n\n\n\nc. In the House-top.\n\nThomas White, Maroon Town, Cock-pit country.\n\nMr. Goolin pay Anansi a hundred poun\u2019 to mak him wife talk, [6] an\u2019\nAnansi was live upon Mr. Goolin ev\u2019ry day an\u2019 go to Mr. Goolin yard\nev\u2019ry day fe money. Mr. Goolin get tired of Anansi an\u2019 couldn\u2019t get rid\nof Anansi out of him yard. Tiger hear, an\u2019 go to Mr. Goolin tell him\ndat him will stop Anansi from comin\u2019 in yard. An\u2019 so Tiger did; Tiger\nturn a big barrow an\u2019 go lie down in de common. Anansi come now an\u2019\nsay, \u201cMawnin\u2019, Mr. Goolin.\u201d Mr. Goolin say, \u201cMawnin\u2019, Mr. Anansi.\u201d\nAnansi says, \u201cI might well tell you de trut\u2019! De amount of what money\nyou pay me fe yo\u2019 wife, it is not enough!\u201d Mr. Goolin says, \u201cWell, I\nhave no more money to pay you again.\u201d Anansi says, \u201cO Mr. Goolin! you\ncouldn\u2019t tell me a word as dat!\u201d Mr. Goolin says to Anansi, \u201cMr.\nAnansi, all I can do fe you, go in de common see a big barrow lie down\ndere. You can go catch it.\u201d\n\nAnansi tek him rope an\u2019 go in de common an\u2019 him tie de big barrow an\u2019\nhim put it jus\u2019 right across him shoulder. An\u2019 he was goin\u2019 along till\nhim ketch part of de way, him says to himself, \u201cHa! if I didn\u2019t cunnie,\nI wouldn\u2019t get dis big barrow t\u2019-day.\u201d So look an\u2019 see a long beard\ncome down on him face. Dat was Tiger! Tiger go fe shake him an\u2019 he say,\n\u201cO Brar Tiger, no shake! no shake! no shake!\u201d\n\nAnansi [7] run fe him house an\u2019, when he get near, him holler to him\nwife say, \u201cShet de back do\u2019, open de front do\u2019, Brar Tiger come!\u201d Wife\nsay, \u201cWha\u2019 you say? say wash out de pot?\u201d\u2014\u201cNo! shet de back do\u2019, open\nde front do\u2019!\u201d\u2014\u201cWha\u2019 you say? put on de pot, come?\u201d Him say, \u201cNo-o-o!\ns-h-e-t de b-a-c-k d-o-o-o! o-p-e-n de f-r-o-n-t d-o-o-o-o!\u201d\n\nWife put up all dem chil\u2019ren quite a-top, and, as Anansi put down\nTiger, Anansi fly up a-top, too.\n\nAn\u2019 Tiger was layin\u2019 down in de hall middle, an\u2019 all de chil\u2019ren an\u2019 de\nwife, dem all upon house-top. Anansi have six chil\u2019ren. De chil\u2019 one of\ndem, says he hungry. As de chil\u2019 say he hungry, Anansi shove down dat\nchil\u2019 t\u2019 Brar Tiger. Tiger swallow him. Anodder cry out hungry again;\nAnansi shove him down, Tiger swallow him. Anodder one cry hungry again;\nAnansi shove him down gi\u2019 Tiger, Tiger swallow him. Deh\u2019s t\u2019ree gone.\nHim was deh again till anodder one cry hungry; Anansi shove him down to\nTiger, Tiger swallow him. For a good time again de odder one cry out\nhungry; Anansi shove him down gi\u2019 Tiger, Tiger swallow him. Good time\nagain, de las\u2019 chil\u2019 lef\u2019, him cry hungry. Anansi shove him down gi\u2019\nTiger, Tiger swallow him. Lef\u2019 him an\u2019 him wife, two single, now.\nAnansi fell in sleep. De wife tak needle an\u2019 t\u2019read an\u2019 sew Anansi\ntrouser-foot upon her frock-tail. When Anansi wake out of sleep, him\nwife cry hungry now. Anansi shove down him wife to give Tiger. De woman\nfrock-tail sew up on Anansi trouser-foot an\u2019 ketch him up back. An\u2019 de\nlady was deh for a good time until him cry hungry again an\u2019 Anansi\nshove him down gi\u2019 Tiger an\u2019 Tiger swallow Mrs. Anansi.\n\nAnansi was deh on de house-top until he feel hungry now. An\u2019 says to\nTiger, \u201cBrar Tiger, you know what you do? I\u2019s a man dat\u2019s so fat, if I\ndrop on de bare eart\u2019 I\u2019s goin\u2019 to mash up; so if you want me to eat,\nyou want to cut a whole heap a dry trash.\u201d An\u2019 Tiger went an\u2019 cut a\nwhole heap a dry trash an\u2019 carried de dry trash come an\u2019 he t\u2019rown de\ndry trash.\n\nAnansi said to Tiger, \u201cBrar Tiger, ketch, ketch, ketch, comin\u2019 down!\u201d\nAn\u2019 Anansi let himself off of de house-top an\u2019 drop in de trash, an\u2019\nTiger was upon hard sarchin\u2019 an\u2019 couldn\u2019t fin\u2019 Anansi until t\u2019-day!\n\nJack man dora, choose none!\n\n\n\n\n\n\n6. TIGER\u2019S BREAKFAST.\n\nRichard Morgan, Santa Cruz Mountains.\n\n\nOne day, Hanansi go Tiger house an\u2019 eat breakfas\u2019 every day, an\u2019 tell\nTiger, say, \u201cBrar Tiger, to-morrow you mus\u2019 come a my house; but when\nyou hear me makin\u2019 noise you mus\u2019 come, for dat time breakfas\u2019 is on,\nbut when you hear me stay still you mustn\u2019t come at all.\u201d So when Tiger\ngo, Hanansi eat done. And say, \u201cBrar Tiger, you foot short!\u201d Tiger say,\n\u201cNo, me no hear you mak noise!\u201d Hanansi say, \u201cNo, so me said, for when\nman makin\u2019 noise he kyan\u2019 eat.\u201d An\u2019 say, \u201cWell, nex\u2019 day come back.\u201d\nWhen Tiger come, Hanansi tak shame, gi\u2019 him little breakfas\u2019 but say,\n\u201cBrar Tiger, when we go fe eat, when I say \u2018Nyammy nyammy nyammy\u2019 you\nmus\u2019 say, \u2018Nyam a wha\u2019 eat\u2019.\u201d [8] So Hanansi stay deh eat everyt\u2019ing,\nTiger never get one.\n\nTiger study fe him. Nex\u2019 day he go to Tiger yard. When Tiger gi\u2019 him\nbreakfast an\u2019 gi\u2019 him enough meat he said to Tiger, \u201cBrar Tiger, a whe\u2019\nyou get meat every day so?\u201d Tiger said, \u201cYou know how me come by dis\nmeat? When I see a cow lie down, I go up an\u2019 run me han\u2019 inside of de\ncow an\u2019 hol\u2019 de man tripe, so I never out of meat.\u201d So Hanansi went his\nway an\u2019 do de same. De cow frighten on de hill-side an\u2019 turn head right\ndown to lowland. Hanansi say, \u201cDo, Brar Cow, don\u2019t shut up me han\u2019!\u201d\nCow fasten de han\u2019 de better an\u2019 gallop right down de hill an\u2019 drag\nHanansi over de stone. Dat\u2019s de reason let you see Hanansi belly white.\n\n\n\n\n\n\n7. EGGS AND SCORPIONS.\n\nWilliam Forbes, Dry River, Cock-pit country.\n\n\nBlinkie [9] an\u2019 Anansi was gwine in a wood. Dem gwine in a wood fe go\nlook egg, bird egg. An\u2019 Anansi tell Blinkie when little bird say, \u201cWho\nwan\u2019 little egg?\u201d Blinkie fe say him want little egg, an\u2019 when de big\nbird say, \u201cWho wan\u2019 big egg?\u201d Anansi say, \u201cMe wan\u2019 big egg!\u201d An\u2019 in de\nnight when he get all de big egg, Blinkie get vex\u2019 an\u2019 lef\u2019 Anansi in\nde bush an\u2019 him fly away wid de light.\n\nAn\u2019 Anansi come a Tiger house in a night. Tiger had a sheep in yard.\nAnansi say, \u201cBrar Tiger, if you gi\u2019 me dinner fe eat t\u2019-night, I gi\u2019\nyou all de egg.\u201d An\u2019 Tiger say yes, an\u2019 Tiger go to de sheep an\u2019 say,\n\u201cLay out, lay out, sheep!\u201d He lay out roas\u2019 fowl, roas\u2019 duck, an\u2019 all\nsort a t\u2019ings. Anansi get at it.\n\nWhen he eat, say want to sleep Tiger house. Tiger set \u2019corpion roun\u2019 de\negg. When Anansi put han\u2019 in to tak de egg, \u2019corpion bite him. An\u2019\nholla, \u201cAye-e-e!\u201d Tiger say, \u201cBrar Anansi, wha\u2019 ha\u2019 you?\u201d An\u2019 say, \u201cMe\nt\u2019ree litt\u2019e pickney an\u2019 me wife mak me a cry!\u201d Den, when Tiger gone t\u2019\nbed, he t\u2019ief away de sheep.\n\n\n\n\n\n\n8. TIGER\u2019S BONE-HOLE.\n\nWilliam Forbes, Dry River, Cock-pit country.\n\n\nTiger had a big pot o\u2019 meat, an\u2019 him boil an\u2019 lef\u2019 it gone a groun\u2019.\nAn\u2019 he have a bone-hole; when he ate de meat, t\u2019row it into de hole.\nAn\u2019 Anansi tak him wife an\u2019 t\u2019ree pickney an\u2019 he say dey five gwine to\nde house an\u2019 get into de pot eat de meat. An\u2019 after dey hear Tiger was\ncoming, him an\u2019 him wife an\u2019 de t\u2019ree pickney, five of dem, go in de\nhole. An\u2019 Tiger come an\u2019 say, \u201cNot a creetur nyam dis meat but Brar\nNansi!\u201d An\u2019 Tiger begin now eat meat, an\u2019 de first bone him t\u2019row into\nde hole, him knock one of de pickney. An\u2019 as he go fe holla, Anansi\nsays, \u201cShut yo\u2019 mout\u2019, sir, don\u2019 cry!\u201d An\u2019 he eat again, t\u2019row out\nanodder bone, knock anodder pickney. As him go fe cry, say \u201cShut yo\u2019\nmout\u2019, sir!\u201d As he eat anodder bone again, he knock de las\u2019 pickney,\nmak t\u2019ree. Tell him say him mustn\u2019t cry. Ate anodder bone an\u2019 t\u2019row it\nin de hole, knock de mudder. As him go fe cry, say, \u201cShut yo\u2019 mout!\u201d\nAn\u2019 de las\u2019 bone he eat, knock Anansi in a head. Anansi say, \u201cMak we\nall holla now in a de hole!\u201d So dey all holla \u201cYee! yee-e-e!\u201d in a de\nhole, an\u2019 as dey holla, Tiger get frighten\u2019 an\u2019 run lef\u2019 de house, an\nAnansi an\u2019 wife an pickney come out tak all de meat go away, run him\nout of his house \u2019count of dat bone-hole!\n\nJack man dora!\n\n\n\n\n\n\n9. THE CHRISTENING.\n\nCharles Wright, Maroon Town, Cock-pit country.\n\n\nAnansi an\u2019 Tiger bot\u2019 of them fin\u2019 one keg of butter. Anansi says to\nTiger, \u201cLet us hide it in the bushes.\u201d Some days after, Anansi says to\nTiger, \u201cI receive a letter for a christening.\u201d When he return, Tiger\nask him the name of the chile. He says the name is \u201cTop take off.\u201d\nAnother week came again. He say receive another letter for another\nchristening. After he come back, Tiger ask him what\u2019s the name of the\nchile again. He says, \u201cCatch in de middle.\u201d An\u2019 the las\u2019 week he went\nback for another christening. Tiger ask him when he come back what\u2019s\nthe name of the chile. He says, \u201cLick clean.\u201d\n\nNow he says, \u201cTiger, let us go look for this keg of butter.\u201d He carried\nTiger all over the place walkin\u2019 until he get tired, an\u2019 when he nearly\ncatch to the place where they hid the butter he said, \u201cTiger, we are\ntired, let us go for a sleep!\u201d An\u2019 after Tiger was sleeping, he went to\nthe keg, he took a bit of stick an\u2019 he scrape as much as he can get\nfrom the keg, an\u2019 he wipe a little on Tiger mouth an\u2019 he wipe a little\nat the tail. Then he climb a tall tree now and he make a wonderful\nalarm that Tiger eat butter until he melt butter!\n\n\n\n\n\n\n10. EATING TIGER\u2019S GUTS.\n\n\na. The Tell-tale.\n\nSimeon Falconer, Santa Cruz Mountains.\n\nBrer Tiger and Brer Anansi went to river-side. Brer Anansi said, \u201cBrer\nTiger, tak out your inside an\u2019 wash it out.\u201d Brer Tiger did so. \u201cNow,\nBrer Tiger, dip your head in water wash it good.\u201d The moment Brer Tiger\nput his head in water, Anansi took up the inside and run away with it\ngive to his wife Tacoomah to boil.\n\nNext morning he heard that Tiger was dead. He called all the children\nto know how they were going to cry. Each one come say, \u201cTita Tiger\ndead!\u201d The last child he called said, \u201cSame somet\u2019ing pupa bring come\nhere las\u2019 night give Ma Tacoomah to boil, Tita Tiger gut.\u201d\u2014\u201cOh, no!\u201d\nsaid Anansi, \u201cPic\u2019ninny, you can\u2019t go.\u201d So they lock up that child. So\nman hear him crying ask him what\u2019s the matter. \u201cI wan\u2019 to go to Tita\nTiger\u2019s funeral!\u201d Let him out to go. When Anansi see him coming, he run\naway and tak house-top and since then he never come down.\n\n\n\n\nb. The Monkeys\u2019 Song.\n\nHenry Spence, Bog, Westmoreland.\n\nAnansi and Tiger bade. So Anansi tell Tiger, \u201cMeanwhile bading, tak out\ntripe!\u201d Tiger tak out tripe. Anansi firs\u2019 come out an\u2019 eat Tiger tripe,\nan\u2019 say if Tiger wan\u2019 to know how him tripe go he mus\u2019 go down to\nMonkey town. So Anansi go down, go tell Monkey when dey see Tiger\ncoming mus\u2019 sing,\n\n\n \u201cDis time, we eat Tiger gut down!\u201d\n\n\nSo after, as Tiger hear dem all a-singing, kill off all de Monkey. An\u2019\ncatch one of de Monkey an\u2019 he say Anansi come down larn him de song\nyesterday!\n\n\n\n\n\n\n11. THROWING AWAY KNIVES.\n\n\na. Tiger and Anansi.\n\nBenjamin Collins, Mandeville.\n\nOnce upon a time Brer Tiger an\u2019 Brer Anansi was gwine on. Brer Anansi\ntell Brer Tiger says, \u201cBrer Tiger, I\u2019m gwine to t\u2019row away my knife an\u2019\nwhen you see I t\u2019row away mine, you mus\u2019 t\u2019row away yours, too.\u201d Brer\nAnansi tak somet\u2019ing an\u2019 t\u2019row it away, an\u2019 Brer Tiger tak his knife\nan\u2019 t\u2019row it away. An\u2019 when dem reach de fiel\u2019 to eat pine, [10] deh\ncomes Brer Nansi had his knife, he was eating pine, an\u2019 Brer Tiger\ndidn\u2019t get none. Brer Nansi say to Brer Tiger, \u201cBrer Tiger, no man a\nknife nyam pine; no man no have knife no nyam pine!\u201d [11]\n\n\n\n\nb. Sheep and Anansi.\n\nWilliam Forbes, Dry River, Cock-pit country.\n\nMr. Anansi an\u2019 Mr. Sheep going out walking over de country. Carry two\nspoon; Sheep carry one, Anansi carry one. Anansi tell Sheep, \u201cMr.\nSheep, lef\u2019 you spoon here, don\u2019 carry it.\u201d Den go to de second house\nan\u2019 get some breakfas\u2019 again. After him get de breakfas\u2019 him say, \u201cMr.\nSheep, where you spoon?\u201d An\u2019 said, \u201cDon\u2019t you tell me to lef\u2019 it at de\nfirs\u2019 house?\u201d\u2014\u201cYou mus\u2019 go back for it now!\u201d Mr. Sheep gone for it, him\neat off all de breakfas\u2019.\n\nAn\u2019 said, \u201cCome, Mr. Sheep, but you mus\u2019 lef\u2019 you spoon.\u201d\u2014\u201cMe won\u2019t\ncarry it at all.\u201d Den go up to de nex\u2019t yard an\u2019 get dinner now. Night\nis coming. An\u2019 said, \u201cMr. Sheep, where is you\u2019 \u2019poon?\u201d An\u2019 said, \u201cI\nlef\u2019 it at de las\u2019 yard you eat.\u201d Well, den, Sheep have to go back fe\nhis spoon again; tell Sheep come back again an\u2019 Anansi eat off de\ndinner. Sheep couldn\u2019t get not\u2019ing to eat.\n\n\n\n\n\n\n12. GRACE BEFORE MEAT.\n\n\na. Monkey and Anansi.\n\nSamuel Christie, St. Anne\u2019s Bay.\n\nAnansi and Monkey were travelling; they were two good friends together.\nAnansi ask Monkey, \u201cBrer Monkey, how much cunnie you have?\u201d Said,\n\u201cBrer, me have plenty plenty!\u201d Anansi said, \u201cBrer, me only have one\none-half; I keep the one fe meself an\u2019 give me friend the half.\u201d\n\nTrabble on, trabble on, until they see Tiger in one deep hole. Anansi\nsay, \u201cBrer Monkey, you have plenty cunnie an\u2019 long tail; sen\u2019 down tail\ninto the hole an\u2019 help Brer Tiger!\u201d While him sen\u2019 down him tail,\nAnansi climb one tree. Tiger come out of the hole now, lay hold on\nMonkey, say, \u201cI nyam you t\u2019-day!\u201d Anansi on the tree laughing. Monkey\ninto a fix now, don\u2019t know how to get away. So Anansi call out to\nTiger, \u201cBrer Tiger, you ketch Monkey now you gwine eat him?\u201d Tiger say,\n\u201cYes, I gwine eat him.\u201d Anansi say, \u201cDo like me, now. Open you two hand\nan\u2019 clap wid joy, say, \u2018I get Monkey!\u2019\u201d That time he open his two hand,\nMonkey get free. Tiger run after Monkey, Anansi mak his way down from\nthe tree, go home.\n\n\nb. Goat and Anansi.\n\nHenry Spence, Bog, Westmoreland.\n\nAnansi and Tiger go out hunting one day. Tiger catch one wild goat,\nAnansi no catch one. Anansi say to him, \u201cBrar Tiger, wha\u2019 you say when\nyou catch dis goat?\u201d So Tiger say, \u201cNot\u2019ing!\u201d Anansi say, \u201cBrar Tiger,\nnex\u2019 time when you catch goat so, you mus\u2019 put goat under yo\u2019 arm an\u2019\nknockey han\u2019 at top say, \u2018T\u2019ank de Lord!\u2019\u201d An\u2019 Tiger did so an\u2019 de goat\nget away gone; de two lose.\n\n\n\n\n\n\n13. DAY-TIME TROUBLE.\n\n\na. Rabbit and Anansi.\n\nSusan Watkins, Claremont, St. Ann.\n\nBrar Nansi and Brar Rabbit went for a walk one day. Brar Rabbit ask\nBrar Anansi to show him \u2018daytime trouble\u2019. An\u2019 while dey go on, Brar\nAnansi saw Tiger den wid a lot of young Tiger in it. Brar Anansi took\nout one an\u2019 kill it an\u2019 give Rabbit a basket wid a piece of de Tiger\u2019s\nmeat to carry for de Tiger\u2019s fader, an\u2019 took Rabbit along wid him to\nTiger\u2019s house an\u2019 tol\u2019 Brar Rabbit to han\u2019 Tiger de basket. Anansi run,\nan\u2019 Tiger catch at Rabbit to kill him, but he get away. Brar Anansi run\nup a tree an\u2019 say, \u201cRun, Brar Rabbit, run! run fe stone-hole!\u201d Took a\nrazor an\u2019 give it to Rabbit. An\u2019 Tiger got up a lot of men to get\nRabbit out de hole an\u2019 Tiger sent for Reindeer to dig him out, as he\nhad a long neck to put down his head an\u2019 dig him out; but Anansi tol\u2019\nRabbit when Reindeer put down his head in de hole, he mus\u2019 tak de razor\nan\u2019 cut it off. A lot of people gadder to see Reindeer tak Rabbit out\nof de hole, but instead, Reindeer head was taken off an\u2019 he drop an\u2019\nwas dead an\u2019 de whole crowd run away wid fright. After Rabbit come out,\nBrar Nansi say to him, \u201cBrar Rabbit, so \u2019daytime trouble\u2019 stay. So, as\nlong as you live, never ask anybody to show it to you again!\u201d\n\n\n\n\nb. Rat and Anansi.\n\nMoses Hendricks, Mandeville.\n\nRat and Anansi went out one day. They came across Tiger\u2019s four\nchildren,\u2014Anansi knew exactly where they was. He had a handbasket, Rat\nhad one. So Anansi said, \u201cBrer, two fe me, two fe you!\u201d Anansi tak up\none, mak the attempt as if he going to kill it but he didn\u2019t do so, put\nit in his basket alive. Rat t\u2019ot Anansi kill it, an\u2019 he tak up his now\nan\u2019 kill it an\u2019 put it in his basket. Anansi did the same with the\nsecond one,\u2014didn\u2019t kill it, put it in his basket. Rat took up the other\none an\u2019 him kill it. So Rat had two dead ones an\u2019 Anansi had his alive.\n\nAnansi knew exactly which way Tiger would walk coming home. They met\nTiger. Said, \u201cBrer Tiger, I see yo\u2019 baby them crying hungry, I tak them\nup come meet you. I carry two, Brer Rat two.\u201d Tiger lay down now to\nnurse them. Anansi took out one alive. Rat took out one dead, got\nfrightened. Tiger looks cross. Anansi took out the other one alive. Rat\ntook out his dead. Tiger got into a temper an\u2019 made a spring at Rat to\ncatch him. Rat was running. The track was along the side of a wall.\nAnansi call, \u201cBrer Rat, \u2019member stone-hole!\u201d Tiger say, \u201cWhat you say,\nBrer Nansi?\u201d Anansi say, \u201cTell you mus\u2019 min\u2019, him go into dat\nstone-hole now!\u201d Rat hear now, get into de stone-hole. Tiger wheel\nroun\u2019 to revenge himself on Anansi. Anansi get under de dry trash. That\nis the reason why rat so fond of stone-hole, an\u2019 Anansi, always find\nhim under dry trash an\u2019 rubbish.\n\nJack man dory!\n\n\n\n\nc. Goat and Anansi.\n\nEthel Watson, Santa Cruz Mountains.\n\nAnansi and Goat was walking one day. Dey met on Tiger nest. Dey saw\nseven pic\u2019ny in de nes\u2019. Hanansi said, \u201cGoat, you know what we do? Mak\nwe wring de neck t\u2019row \u2019way in de bag!\u201d Dey wring de pickney neck t\u2019row\nit in de bag.\n\nDey met wid Bredder Tiger. Hanansi said, \u201cBredder Tiger, we get at\u2019 yo\u2019\nnes\u2019 an\u2019 we tak yo\u2019 pic\u2019ny an wring dem neck t\u2019row \u2019em in de bag.\u201d\nTiger say, \u201cYou mus\u2019 be kill me pic\u2019ny!\u201d Anansi say, \u201cNo-o-o-o-o!\u201d\nTiger say, \u201cT\u2019row \u2019em out let me see dem!\u201d Hanansi t\u2019row out; dey\ndidn\u2019t dead. \u201cGoat, t\u2019row out yours now let me see!\u201d Goat t\u2019row dem\nout; de Goat\u2019s was dead.\n\nTiger start after Goat. Hanansi say, \u201cRun, Brer Tiger! run, Brer Goat!\u201d\nGoat slip into a hole, Tiger begin to dig de hole. De stick get broke.\nHanansi say, \u201cBredder Tiger, go look better stick.\u201d Bredder Tiger went.\nHanansi give de Goat some salt, say, \u201cWhen Tiger come, blow dis in a\neye!\u201d Tiger come back, begin to dig. Hanansi say, \u201cBredder Tiger, dig\nan peep down in a hole!\u201d Tiger begin dig an\u2019 peep. Goat blow de salt in\nde Tiger eye. Tiger say, \u201cBrer Hanansi, blow in dis fe me!\u201d Hanansi\nblow, say, \u201cBredder Tiger, after eye-water sweet so, what t\u2019ink upon de\nmeat?\u201d Hanansi an\u2019 Goat come out an\u2019 kill Tiger, den dey put Tiger in\nde bag wid de pic\u2019ny, an\u2019 bot\u2019 of dem went home.\n\n\n\n\n\n\n14. NEW NAMES.\n\nSamuel Christie, St. Ann\u2019s Bay.\n\n\nThere was four friends; one was Anansi, name of the other was Tiger,\nname of the other Tacoomah, name of the other Parrot. So they go for a\njourney, and Anansi bargain with them that the four mus\u2019 change their\nname an\u2019 when they come home, each one mus\u2019 go to their mudder house\nan\u2019 if their mudder call them the old name they mus\u2019 eat their mudder.\nSo the new name,\u2014Anansi name was Che-che-bun-da, Parrot new name was\nGreen-corn-ero, Tiger name was Yellow-prissenda, Tacoomah name was\nTacoomah-vengeance,\u2014the four new name. Any mudder call them the ol\u2019\nname, they mus\u2019 eat the mudder.\n\nSo they come to Tacoomah house first. Anansi say Tacoomah name\n\u2018Tacoomah-vengeance\u2019. The mudder didn\u2019t understand the new name, so she\nsay, \u201cLook me pickney Tacoomah come!\u201d An\u2019 kill Tacoomah mudder an\u2019 eat\nher. Second, \u2019em go to Tiger mudder. Anansi say Tiger name\n\u2018Yellow-prissenda\u2019. So they fall upon Tiger mudder, eat her. So that\nnight Anansi cry to excuse the night an\u2019 go over to his mudder house\nan\u2019 say, \u201cMudder, if you call me \u2018Anansi\u2019, dey will kill you! but de\nname \u2018Che-che-bun-da\u2019.\u201d The next night they come to Parrot house.\nAnansi say Parrot name \u2018Green-corn-ero\u2019. Eat Parrot mudder the same. At\nnight, again Anansi cry excuse an\u2019 go to his mudder, say, \u201cMudder, las\u2019\nnight wha\u2019 me tell you say me name?\u201d The mudder say, \u201cMe pickney, you\nno name Anansi?\u201d Anansi say, \u201cMa, coming here tomorrow night an\u2019 if you\ncall me so they kill you! You mus\u2019 call me \u2018Che-che-bun-da\u2019!\u201d Ask his\nmudder again, \u201cWha\u2019 me tell you say yo\u2019 pickney name?\u201d She say,\n\u201cAnansi?\u201d Anansi say, \u201cNo, mudder! dey kill you! Me name\nChe-che-bun-da, Che-che-bun-da, Che-che-bun-da, Che-che-bun-da!\u201d Keep\ntell the name over an\u2019 over that the mudder no forget.\n\nSo the night now Anansi turn come and they come along singing,\n\n\n \u201cAnansi name a Che-che-bun-da,\n Cherry-senda, Yellow-prissenda,\n Parrot name a Green-corn-ero,\n Cherry-senda, Yellow-prissenda,\n Tiger name a Yellow-prissenda,\n Cherry-senda, Yellow-prissenda,\n Tacoomah name Tacoomah-vengeance,\n Cherry-senda, Yellow-prissenda.\u201d\n\n\nAn\u2019 as Anansi mudder see Anansi coming an\u2019 the rest, say, \u201cLook me\npickney Che-che-bun-da!\u201d Call the new name, so her life save, an\u2019\ndidn\u2019t eat Anansi mudder. Anansi make the bargain to feast on the\nothers an\u2019 save his mudder!\n\n\n\n\n\n\n15. LONG-SHIRT.\n\nMoses Hendricks, Mandeville.\n\n\nAnansi, Tacoomah and Tiger made a dance; Anansi was the fiddler,\nTacoomah the drummer and Tiger the tambourine man. They travel on till\nthey get to a country where all the people were naked\u2014no clothing\nexcept the head-man, who wore a long shirt; he had a wooden leg. So\nthey invite up all these people to come to the dance. Mr. Ram-goat was\nin the lot. So they start playing and the people start dancing, dance\nuntil they get so tired everybody fell asleep; and Anansi stole the\nhead-man\u2019s shirt\u2014good shirt!\u2014and put his own old one upon him while he\nwas sleeping.\n\nThe man got awake, miss his shirt. Now this shirt could talk. The man\ncall out, \u201cLong-shirt, whe\u2019 you deh?\u201d Longshirt answer, \u201cBrar Nansi\nhave me on-o!\u201d They start up, now. Anansi got so frightened! He met\nBrar Ram-goat. He said, \u201cBrar Ram-goat, I swap me shirt, gi\u2019 you one\nnew one fe you ol\u2019 one!\u201d Ram-goat readily make the exchange. The\nhead-man call out, \u201cLong-shirt, whe\u2019 you deh?\u201d Long-shirt call out,\n\u201cBra\u2019 Ram-goat have me on now-o!\u201d\n\nRam-goat run until he was exhausted, couldn\u2019t go any further. He dug a\nhole an\u2019 bury himself into the hole leaving one horn outside and didn\u2019t\nknow that horn was projecting outside. The man with the wooden leg\ncouldn\u2019t go as fast as the rest. All the rest ran past Ram-goat; the\nhead-man came along, buck the wooden leg upon the horn and he fell\ndown. When he got up, he thought it was a stump, so he got out his\nknife to cut off that stump to prevent it throwing him down again. He\ncut an\u2019 cut an\u2019 cut till he saw blood. He call out to the rest, \u201cLook!\ncome now-o, dirtee have blood!\u201d All the rest come around say, \u201cDig him\nout! dig him out! dig him out!\u201d After they dug him out, they took off\nhead-man long shirt, put on his own old one, and they wet him with all\nthe dirty slops\u2014they drench poor Ram-goat.\n\nThey thought he was dead and they leave him an\u2019 go away. After they was\ngone, Ram-goat got up. He wring the dirty clothes, he wring with all\nthe slop they throw on him; he never remember to wring his beard. Jack\nman dora! That\u2019s the reason the goat have such an offensive smell until\nthis day, he didn\u2019t remember to wring his beard!\n\n\n\n\n\n\n16. SHUT UP IN THE POT.\n\nSimeon Falconer, Santa Cruz Mountains.\n\n\nThere was a very hard time, no food whatsoever could they get, so\nAnansi him family well fear. So when Bredder Tiger and Bredder Tacoomah\ngo see him, he tell them for last three or four days his wife and\nchildren didn\u2019t eat bread. Say they will go back home and send him some\nof \u2019em food, and the two go back from Nansi yard and just dodge him now\nand hear his wife call, \u201cHeah! dinner ready!\u201d And Bredder Tiger and\nBredder Tacoomah go back to the house knock on the door. The wife open\nthe door and Anansi go right out of the house\u2014\u2019shamed! The wife give\nthem some of the food to eat and it was only fresh beef.\n\nThey come back to Bredder Anansi now and Nansi tell them say, \u201cI will\nget the beef, but whatever I tell you to do, you mus\u2019 be sure to do\nit.\u201d An\u2019 he put on a big pot of water on fire, an\u2019 him, Nansi, get into\nthe pot of water and gwine tell them shut him up in him pot. An\u2019 tell\nthem as soon as him knock the pot, open the pot. An\u2019 him come out now,\ntell Bredder Tiger he mus\u2019 get in the pot,\u2014Tacoomah long side in the\npot too. And shut them up, an\u2019 he get a heavy weight an\u2019 put it on the\npot top. An\u2019 he went right outside and tell him wife mus\u2019 shove up the\nfire, mak the fire bigger an\u2019 bigger. An\u2019 when him come back, them was\nproperly cooked. They gwine eat now, he was tuning up his fiddle\u2014\n\n\n \u201cI got them now! I got them now!\n Them think they got me, but I got them now!\u201d\n\n\n\n\n\n\n17. HOUSE IN THE AIR.\n\n\na. Tracking Anansi.\n\nSimeon Falconer, Santa Cruz Mountains.\n\n\nAnansi live into a tree with wife and children, then go about and\nrobber the others and they can\u2019t find where he live. So Tiger and\nBredder Tacoomah dog him and see when he send down the rope and swing\nup whatever he provide for the family. So Bredder Tiger go to a\ntin-smith to give him a fine v\u2019ice and went to the tree and him sing,\n\n\n \u201cMama, mama, sen\u2019 down rope,\n Sen\u2019 down rope, Brer Nansi deh groun\u2019 a!\u201d\n\n\nThen the mother find out it was not Bredder Nansi from the coarseness\nof the v\u2019ice. So he go to a gold-smith now, and he come back again and\nsing again. Now he get a v\u2019ice same as Bredder Nansi.\n\n\n \u201cMama, mama, sen\u2019 down rope,\n Sen\u2019 down rope, Brer Nansi deh groun\u2019 a!\u201d\n\n\nThen the mother let the rope down to receive him. Brer Nansi coming\nfrom a distance see the mother swinging him up in the tree now and say,\n\n\n \u201cMama, cut de rope! mama, cut de rope!\u201d\n\n\nAnd she cut the rope and Bredder Tiger fell and broke his neck. Bredder\nNansi tak him and have him now for him dinner. They couldn\u2019t eat\nBredder Nansi at all; him was the smartest one of all.\n\n\n\n\nb. Rabbit and Children going up to Heaven.\n\nWilliam Saunders, Mandeville.\n\nOnce de Rabbit an\u2019 chil\u2019ren was going up to Heaven. Dey was singin\u2019 dat\ndey goin\u2019 up to Heaven t\u2019-day, an\u2019 Brar Anansi want to go along wid dem\nto have a feed. Having got in de merit dey sing,\n\n\n \u201cMammy an\u2019 Harry,\n Pull up de merit, pull up de merit!\u201d\n\n\nAn\u2019 when Anansi quite away on de journey was goin\u2019 up to heaven, he was\nsingin\u2019,\n\n\n \u201cPull up de merit, pull up de merit!\u201d\n\n\nan\u2019 de Rabbits say, \u201cWhat is dat? Dat is Anansi voice!\u201d De chil\u2019ren\nsay, \u201cYes, dat is Anansi voice.\u201d Rabbits say,\n\n\n \u201cMammy an\u2019 Harry,\n Cut down de merit, cut down de merit!\u201d\n\n\nan\u2019 de merit cut down an\u2019 from dat day poor Anansi\u2019s waist was cut off,\nleave a little bit!\n\n\n\n\nc. Duppy\u2019s House in the Air.\n\nHarold Tulloch, Queen Anne\u2019s Bay.\n\nOnce Brer Duppy [12] make his house in de air. So he have a sling to\nsling down himself every morning, an\u2019 as soon as he\u2019 come down he say\nto de sling, \u201cGo up, me chin-chin, go up!\u201d So Bredder Nansi come to\nfind out Duppy house, an\u2019 he was wondering how to get up in dis house,\nso he dodge one side in de evening. An\u2019 when Bredder Duppy come he\nsaid, \u201cCome down, me chin-chin, come down!\u201d an\u2019 it came right down. He\nget in an\u2019 said, \u201cGo up, me chin-chin, go up!\u201d an\u2019 it go right up. By\ndis time Anansi was listening. Nex\u2019 morning, as soon as Bredder Duppy\nmove off about a mile, Bredder Nansi went right up an\u2019 said, \u201cCome\ndown, me chin-chin, come down!\u201d an\u2019 it came down. Den Bredder Nansi get\nin it and said, \u201cGo up, me chin-chin, go up!\u201d\n\nAfter he went up, he search de house an\u2019 eat off all what he found in\nde house. He want to come down now, but he couldn\u2019t remember de name.\nSo he lay off dere until de duppy come catch him in de house. Brer\nDuppy said to him, \u201cLawd! Brer Anansi, what you doin\u2019 up heah?\u201d He\nsaid, \u201cBrer Duppy, was jus\u2019 goin\u2019 up a-top heah to look fe me family,\nwin\u2019 ketch me on de way an I\u2019 stop heah.\u201d An\u2019 Bredder Duppy tak some\nboiling water an\u2019 t\u2019row on him an\u2019 he was dead.\n\n\n\n\nd. Carencro\u2019s [13] House with a Key.\n\nRichard Morgan, Santa Cruz Mountains.\n\nKyan-crow got a house. De libber de key to de house. When him gwine out\nden ca\u2019 out, \u201cLibber me yum yum!\u201d Ev\u2019ry door shut up. Hanansi stan\u2019\naside saw; when him gone, him go up said, \u201cLibber me yum yum!\u201d de door\nopen. An\u2019 get inside. As him go in he say, \u201cLibber me yum yum!\u201d de door\nshet. De fust t\u2019ing him do, him eat de libber so den when Brar\nKyan-crow come an\u2019 ca\u2019 out, \u201cLibber me yum yum!\u201d do\u2019 kyan\u2019t open. An\u2019\nsay, \u201cSomet\u2019ing de matter a me house t\u2019-day!\u201d When den get little\ncrebbice a de windah gwine in at de house, den didn\u2019t see de key at\nall. Well, Hanansi run out, an\u2019 him ketch Hanansi.\n\nHanansi say, \u201cBrar Kyan-crow, you know you do? You no lob dance? I wi\u2019\nplay fe you!\u201d Kyan-crow say all right. Hanansi say, \u201cBut me banjo kyan\u2019\nplay widout hot water.\u201d When dey goin\u2019 along hall, when de banjo\nplayin\u2019 \u201cBa cimba cimba,\u201d Hanansi say, \u201cAll right, Brar Kyan-crow, turn\nback-way come.\u201d He tak de packey, he dippy up full of de hot water an\u2019\nsay, \u201cAll right, Brar Kyan-crow, dance come now!\u201d As Kyan-crow come, he\nmeet him wid de packey hot water. Kyan-crow tumble down. So from dat\nday every Kyan-crow got peel-head.\n\n\n\n\n\n\n18. GOAT ON THE HILL-SIDE.\n\nJulia Gentle, Santa Cruz Mountains.\n\n\nThe time hard. Anansi said to Tacoomah, \u201cHow going to manage wid de\nhard time?\u201d So Tacoomah said, \u201cYou know we do? I will get me machete\n[14] an\u2019 I go half shut de door, den I will say, \u2018Police, I sick!\u2019\u201d\nDen, when people come, Tacoomah take de machete an\u2019 chop dem, put dem\nin de barrel for de hungry time. Anansi say, \u201cBrar Tacoomah, barrel\nnearly full?\u201d\u2014\u201cNo, Brar.\u201d He cry out again how Tacoomah poorly; an\u2019 de\npeople come an\u2019 as dey come, he kill dem put in barrel to serve in\nhungry time.\n\nDen Goat up on de hill-side say he see everybody goin\u2019 in, nobody come\nout; de house so little, how is it gwine to hold all doze people? So\nGoat come down now off de hill-side to see how Tacoomah. He peep in.\nTacoomah say, \u201cCome in!\u201d an\u2019 Goat run right back up hill-side. An\u2019 from\ndat day, Goat stay up on hill-side.\n\n\n\n\n\n\n19. DOG AND DOG-HEAD.\n\nRichard Morgan, Santa Cruz Mountains.\n\n\nHanansi an\u2019 Tacoomah dey goin\u2019 out huntin\u2019 to steal cow. De two of dem\nhave der dog. Dey walk. Hanansi, hungry tak him; he eat de dog body an\u2019\ntak de dog-head put into his side-bag. Me\u2019while dey gwine in de bush,\nTacoomah dog tackle a cow. Hanansi run drive away Tacoomah dog an\u2019 tak\nfe him dog-head fasten on de cow an\u2019 call out to Tacoomah, \u201cI tackle\none fellah!\u201d\n\nTacoomah know dat was fe him dog ketch de cow. Tacoomah lef\u2019 him went\naway get one whip an\u2019 go to clear place. He fire de whip an\u2019 say, \u201cA no\nme, sah! a pupa, sah!\u201d Hanansi holla, \u201cBrar, wha\u2019 dat?\u201d Tacoomah fire\nde whip again, say, \u201cDon\u2019 my dog ketch buckra cow, sah! a pupa dog\nketch it!\u201d Hanansi call out to Tacoomah, \u201cTacoomah, you fool! you ever\nhear so-so [15] dog-head kyan ketch cow?\u201d So Hanansi run leave de cow;\nTacoomah go an\u2019 clean it up.\n\n\n\n\n\n\n20. TACOOMAH\u2019S CORN-PIECE.\n\nAdolphus Iron, Claremont, St. Ann.\n\n\nTacoomah plant a piece of corn. When it commence to dry, den begin to\nt\u2019ief it. Tacoomah charge Hanansi. Hanansi say, \u201cBrar, no me!\u201d By dis\ntime Hanansi was a fiddler. Hanansi tell Tacoomah say, \u201cBrar, you say\nme broke you\u2019 corn, you mek one dance an\u2019 get me fe play.\u201d Tacoomah say\nyes. De night of de dance, Hanansi get one gang tell dem say, \u201cAs you\nhear me begin play, you start a-brekkin\u2019.\u201d De tune Hanansi play was dis\nfe de whole night:\n\n\n \u201cTwo two grain, broke dem go \u2019long,\n Eb\u2019rybody broke, broke dem go \u2019long,\n Green an\u2019 dry, broke dem go \u2019long.\u201d\n\n\nIn de morning when de dance finish, Tacoomah go down a him cornpiece.\nHim holla out, \u201cLawd! Brar Nansi, come heah! not one lef\u2019.\u201d Hanansi\nturn \u2019roun\u2019 say, \u201cT\u2019ink you say a me a t\u2019ief you corn. Las\u2019 night you\nno get me fe play a you dance? den if dem broke out you corn, how you\nsay a me?\u201d Tacoomah tak it to heart an\u2019 drop down dead.\n\n\n\n\n\n\n21. ANANSI AND THE TAR-BABY.\n\n\na. The Escape from Tiger.\n\nRichard Morgan, Santa Cruz Mountains.\n\nTiger got a groun\u2019 plant some peas an\u2019 get Hanansi to watch it.\nMe\u2019while Hanansi are de watchman, himself stealin\u2019 de peas. Tiger tar a\n\u2019tump, put on broad hat on de \u2019tump. Hanansi come an\u2019 say, \u201cWho are you\nin de groun\u2019?\u201d Him don hear no answer. He hol\u2019 him. His han\u2019 fasten. He\nhol\u2019 him wid de odder han\u2019. Dat han\u2019 fasten. He said, \u201cAw right! you\nhol\u2019 me two han\u2019, I bet you I buck you!\u201d He head fasten. Said, \u201cI bet\nyou, I kick you!\u201d Him two feet fasten. Den he say, \u201cPoor me bwoy! you a\nwatchman an\u2019 me a watchman!\u201d So begin to sing,\n\n\n \u201cMediany dead an\u2019 gone.\u201d\n\n\nNex\u2019 mawnin\u2019 Tiger come an\u2019 say, \u201cWhy Brar Hanansi, a you been mashin\u2019\nme up?\u201d [16] Tiger tak him out. Tiger said wha\u2019 fe him do wid him now?\nHanansi say, \u201cWhat you fe do? Mak a fire, bu\u2019n me.\u201d Tiger go \u2019way, mak\nup him fire, ketch Hanansi go fe t\u2019row him in de fire. Hanansi say,\n\u201cBrer Tiger, you don\u2019 know to burn somebody yet? You mus\u2019 jump ober de\nfire t\u2019ree time, den me a count.\u201d Tiger jump one, an\u2019 jump again, two,\nan\u2019 jump again, t\u2019ree, an\u2019 go fe jump again. Hanansi kick down Tiger\ninto de fire, den go back now go finish off de peas.\n\n\n\n\nb. The Substitute.\n\nGeorge Parkes, Mandeville.\n\nTacoomah is Anansi friend an\u2019 neighbor, live very near in one house but\ndifferent apartment, so whenever one talk the other can hear. Anansi\nan\u2019 Tacoomah both of them work groun\u2019 together at one place. Anansi\ndon\u2019t wait upon his food till it is ripe, but dig out an\u2019 eat it.\nTacoomah wait until it fit to eat it. After Anansi eat off his own, he\nturn to Tacoomah an\u2019 begin to t\u2019ief it. Every morning Tacoomah go, he\nfind his groun\u2019 mashed up. He said, \u201cBrar Nansi, tak care a no you deh\nmash up me groun\u2019 a night-time!\u201d Anansi said, \u201cNo-o, Brar, but if you\nt\u2019ink dat a me deh t\u2019ief a yo\u2019 groun\u2019 a night-time, you call me\nt\u2019-night see if me no \u2019peak to you.\u201d\n\nTacoomah went to his groun\u2019 and get some tar an\u2019 tar a \u2019tump an\u2019 lef\u2019\nit in de center of de groun\u2019. Now night come, Anansi get a gourd, fill\nit wid water, bore a hole underneat\u2019 de gourd jus\u2019 as much as de water\ncan drop tip, tip, tip. He cut a banana-leaf an\u2019 put it underneat\u2019 de\ngourd so de water could drop on it. After dey bot\u2019 went to bed, every\nnow and again Tacoomah called out and Anansi say, \u201cEh!\u201d Afterward\nAnansi say, \u201cMe tired fe say \u2018eh\u2019, me wi\u2019 say \u2018tip\u2019.\u201d So Anansi put de\ngourd of water up on a stand wid de banana-leaf underneat\u2019, so when\nTacoomah say, \u201cAnansi?\u201d de water drop \u201ctip.\u201d An\u2019 at dis time Anansi\ngone to de groun\u2019.\n\nHe saw de black \u2019tump which Tacoomah tar an\u2019 lef\u2019 in de groun\u2019. So\nAnansi open his right han\u2019 an\u2019 box de \u2019tump. His right han\u2019 fasten. He\nsaid to de \u2019tump, \u201cIf you no let me go I box you wid de lef\u2019 han\u2019!\u201d He\nbox him wid de lef\u2019, so bot\u2019 han\u2019 fasten now. He say now, \u201cDen you hol\u2019\nme two han\u2019? If you not le\u2019 me go I kick you!\u201d He then kick the \u2019tump\nan\u2019 the right foot fasten first. He kick it with the lef\u2019 foot an\u2019 the\nlef\u2019 foot fasten too. He say, \u201cNow you hol\u2019 me two han\u2019 an\u2019 me two\nfoot! I gwine to buck you if you don\u2019 le\u2019 go me han\u2019 an\u2019 foot!\u201d He den\nbuck de \u2019tump an\u2019 his whole body now fasten on de \u2019tump. He was deh for\nsome minutes. He see Goat was passing. He said, \u201cBrar Goat, you come\nheah see if you kyan\u2019t more \u2019an we t\u2019-day.\u201d So Goat come. Anansi say,\n\u201cBrar Goat, you buck him!\u201d Goat buck de \u2019tump; Anansi head come off an\u2019\nGoat head fasten. He said, \u201cBrar Goat, you kick him wid you two foot!\u201d\nAn\u2019 Goat kick him an\u2019 Anansi two han\u2019 come off an\u2019 Goat two foot\nfasten. He said, \u201cBrar Goat, now you push him!\u201d Goat push him, an\u2019\nAnansi two foot come off an\u2019 Anansi free an\u2019 Goat fasten. So Anansi go\nback home an\u2019 say to Tacoomah, \u201cMe tired fe say \u2018tip\u2019, now; me wi\u2019 say\n\u2018eh\u2019.\u201d\n\nIn de morning, bot\u2019 of dem went to groun\u2019. Anansi say, \u201cBrar Tacoomah,\nlook de fellah deh t\u2019ief yo\u2019 groun\u2019, dat fe\u2019 a Goat!\u201d Goat say, \u201cNo,\nBrar Tacoomah, Anansi firs\u2019 fasten on de \u2019tump heah an\u2019 he ask me fe\nbuck him off!\u201d Anansi say, \u201cA yaie, [17] sah!\u201d an\u2019 say, \u201cBrar Tacoomah,\nno me an\u2019 you sleep fe de whole night an\u2019 ev\u2019ry time yo\u2019 call me, me\n\u2019peak to you?\u201d Tacoomah say yes. He say Tacoomah, \u201cMak we ki\u2019 de fallah\nGoat!\u201d So dey kill Goat an\u2019 carry him home go an\u2019 eat him.\n\n\n\n\nc. The Grave.\n\nStanley Jones, Claremont, St. Ann.\n\nOnce Mrs. Anansi had a large feed. She planted it with peas. Anansi was\nso lazy he would never do any work. He was afraid that they would give\nhim none of the peas, so he pretended to be sick. After about nine\ndays, he called his wife an\u2019 children an\u2019 bid them farewell, tell them\nthat he was about to die, an\u2019 he ask them this last request, that they\nbury him in the mids\u2019 of the peas-walk, but firs\u2019 they mus\u2019 make a hole\nthru the head of the coffin an\u2019 also in the grave so that he could\nwatch the peas for them while he was lying there. An\u2019 one thing more,\nhe said, he would like them to put a pot and a little water there at\nthe head of the grave to scare the thieves away. So he died and was\nburied.\n\nAll this time he was only pretending to be dead, an\u2019 every night at\ntwelve o\u2019clock he creep out of the grave, pick a bundle of peas, boil\nit, and after having a good meal, go back in the grave to rest.\nMistress Anansi was surprised to see all her peas being stolen. She\ncould catch the thief no-how. One day her eldest son said to her,\n\u201cMother, I bet you it\u2019s my father stealing those peas!\u201d At that Mrs.\nAnansi got into a temper, said, \u201cHow could you expect your dead father\nto rob the peas!\u201d Said, \u201cWell, mother, I soon prove it to you.\u201d He got\nsome tar an\u2019 he painted a stump at the head of the grave an\u2019 he put a\nhat on it.\n\nWhen Anansi came out to have his feast as usual, he saw this thing\nstanding in the groun\u2019. He said, \u201cGood-evening, sir!\u201d got no reply.\nAgain he said, \u201cGood-evening, sir!\u201d an\u2019 still no reply. \u201cIf you don\u2019\nspeak to me I\u2019ll kick you!\u201d He raise his foot an\u2019 kick the stump an\u2019\nthe tar held it there like glue. \u201cLet me go, let me go, sir, or I\u2019ll\nknock you down with my right hand!\u201d That hand stuck fast all the same.\n\u201cIf you don\u2019 let me go, I\u2019ll hit you with my lef\u2019 hand!\u201d That hand\nstick fas\u2019 all the same. An\u2019 he raise his lef\u2019 foot an\u2019 gave the stump\na terrible blow. That foot stuck. Anansi was suspended in air an\u2019 had\nto remain there till morning. Anansi was so ashamed that he climb up\nbeneath the rafters an\u2019 there he is to this day.\n\n\n\n\n\n\n22. INSIDE THE COW.\n\nGeorge Parkes, Mandeville.\n\n\nAnansi an\u2019 Tacoomah while they were frien\u2019s they had a quarrel, so it\nwas an envy between both of them an\u2019 they never speak. One day Anansi\nsen\u2019 one of his chil\u2019 over to Tacoomah\u2019s yard fe some fire. Tacoomah\ngive him the fire an\u2019 some beef-fat. Anansi see the fat in the chil\u2019\nhan\u2019, said, \u201cWhe\u2019 yo\u2019 get dat nasty t\u2019ing from?\u201d So the chil\u2019 said,\n\u201cBrar Tacoomah give it to me.\u201d\u2014\u201cMak a t\u2019row it away, nasty t\u2019ing!\u201d The\nchil\u2019 give it to him. He turn away from the chil\u2019 an\u2019 do so (like him\nfling it away), an\u2019 put it in his mouth; he then out the fire an\u2019 send\nback another chil\u2019 fe more fire. She come with the fire an\u2019 some more\nfat that Tacoomah give to her. Anansi said, \u201cYou carry back that nasty\nthing come here again? you give it to me here!\u201d He turn his back an\u2019\ndid same as he did on first occasion. He himself now go to Tacoomah\nyard, said, \u201cMawning, Brar Tacoomah.\u201d Tacoomah said, \u201cMawning, Brar\nNansi.\u201d Anansi said, \u201cA wha\u2019 you get all the fat heah from, an\u2019 yo\u2019\nwon\u2019t tell me mak me go get some too?\u201d Tacoomah say, \u201cI would tell you,\nbut yo\u2019 so craving you will go deh an\u2019 go mak trouble.\u201d Anansi said,\n\u201cOh, no, Brar! you t\u2019ink if you tell me wha\u2019 such good t\u2019ings is, me\nwen\u2019 deh go mak trouble?\u201d Tacoomah say, \u201cAll right. Tomorrow four\no\u2019clock, when you hear cow-boy deh drive up cow a ribber-side, you come\nwake me an\u2019 you an\u2019 me go.\u201d\n\nAnansi scarcely sleep fo\u2019 the night, only listening out fo\u2019 cow-boy.\nWhile on the way Tacoomah said to Anansi, \u201cWhen you go to de cow, you\nfe say, \u2018Open, sesema, open\u2019, an\u2019 cow will open de belly; an\u2019 when you\ngo in you fe say, \u2018Shet, sesema, shet\u2019, an\u2019 then you mus\u2019 cut de fat\nout of de belly. But you mustn\u2019t cut de back-string, fo\u2019 if you cut it\nde cow will dead an you can\u2019t get fe come out again. So after you done\ncut de fat, you mus say, \u2019Open, sesema, open\u2019, an cow will open an\u2019 you\ncome out. You say, \u2018Shet, sesema, shet\u2019, an\u2019 de cow will shet.\u201d\n\nSo both of them go down. Anansi go to one cow, an\u2019 Tacoomah go to one\nuse the same word, \u201cOpen, sesema, open!\u201d Anansi go in, say, \u201cShet,\nsesema, shet!\u201d an\u2019 the cow shet; an\u2019 then he cut a whole basket of fat\nan, after the basket fill he said, \u201cOpen, sesema, open!\u201d an\u2019 cow open.\nHe come out, say, \u201cShet, sesema, shet!\u201d an\u2019 cow shet. An\u2019 both of them\nwent home.\n\nThe nex\u2019 morning, Anansi, as he hear the cow-boy, never call to\nTacoomah at all. He run down to the river-side an\u2019 go to a fat cow an\u2019\nsaid, \u201cOpen, sesema, open!\u201d The cow open. He go in an\u2019 said, \u201cShet,\nsesema, shet!\u201d The cow shet. He begun to cut. Whilst cutting he cut the\nback-string. The cow now drop down dead.\n\nThe cow-boy went an\u2019 tell the master an\u2019 he order them to have it\ncleaned up. Anansi hide in the ma. The master give his darter the belly\nto go an\u2019 wash at the river. She carry it in a bowl, dash it down in\nthe water. Anansi then jump out an\u2019 say to the girl, \u201cLook! I in the\nriver having a bathe an\u2019 yo\u2019 carry that nasty t\u2019ing come an\u2019 t\u2019row on\nme!\u201d The girl begun to fret an\u2019 cry. Anansi say, \u201cYou got to carry me\nto your father mak him pay me for it!\u201d She then tak Anansi to the\nfather an\u2019 Anansi say will tak a cow in payment.\n\nAnansi said he not going to carry the cow come home so to give any of\nhis family any, so he went into a t\u2019ick wood, kill the cow, mak up a\nlarge fire an\u2019 put it in to roast. He then started to look for ol\u2019 yams\nin the bush. He saw two eyes in the earth. He said, \u201cLawd, from me bwoy\nbo\u2019n is de firs\u2019 me know say dirtee can hab yeye!\u201d So now he start to\ndig out dese yeye, [18] dig up Bredder Dry-head. [19] He go fe put him\ndown back in de eart\u2019. Dry-head say, \u201cNo, jus\u2019 carry me go where dat\nbig smoke is yonder!\u201d Anansi refuse to carry him. Dry-head said to him,\n\u201cIf yo\u2019 don\u2019 carry me, de whole of you\u2019 body will catch fire!\u201d Anansi\nstart to run. His whole body begin to blaze, have to run back an\u2019 tak\nup Dry-head. On reaching the fire, Dry-head order Anansi to bring the\ncow to him. Anansi with a sulky heart got to comply with Dry-head\u2019,\norder. Dry-head start eating the cow an\u2019 eat off every bit,\u2014Anansi\nnever taste it!\n\n\n\n\n\n\n23. CUNNIE-MORE-THAN-FATHER.\n\nGeorge Parkes, Mandeville.\n\n\nAnansi has seven children. He ask them how they would like to name. Six\nof them like different name, but one boy say he would like to name\n\u201cCunnie-mo\u2019-than father.\u201d So for every tack [20] Anansi put up,\nCunnie-mo\u2019n-father break it down. One time he work a groun\u2019 very far\naway into the bush, an\u2019 in going to that bush he pass a very broad flat\nrock. So one day a man give him a yam-plant; that yam name \u201cyam\nfoofoo.\u201d [21] The same day plant the yam, it been bear a very big one\nsame day. So nobody in the yard know the name of that yam save him,\nAnansi, alone. So when he go home, he cook the yam an\u2019 call the wife\nan\u2019 chil\u2019ren aroun\u2019 to eat, an\u2019 say, \u201cWho know name, nyam; who no know\nname, don\u2019 nyam!\u201d So as no one know the name, they didn\u2019t get none of\nit; Anansi alone eat off that yam that night. The nex\u2019 day go back to\nthe groun\u2019 and the yam bear a larger one. He bring it home an\u2019 bile it\nagain, call the wife an\u2019 chil\u2019ren an\u2019 say, \u201cWho know name, nyam; who no\nknow name, don\u2019 nyam!\u201d The nex\u2019 day he went back an\u2019 the yam bear a\nlarger one than the previous day. He cut it an\u2019 carry it home, cook it,\ncall up the wife an chil\u2019ren; he alone eat it.\n\nCunnie-mo\u2019n-father say, \u201cLook here! I mus\u2019 fin\u2019 out the name of that\nyam!\u201d He got some okra an\u2019 went to the place where the broad rock is\nan\u2019 mash up the okra an\u2019 have the place quite slippery, an\u2019 hide\nhimself away in the bush near by. Anansi now coming with a larger yam\nthis time. As he reach to the rock, he make a slide, fa\u2019 down, an\u2019 the\nyam smash. He said, \u201cLawd! all me yam foofoo mash up!\u201d\nCunnie-mo\u2019-n-father now catch the name, an\u2019 he ran home now an\u2019 tell\nmother an\u2019 other chil\u2019ren, \u201cRemember! yam foofoo!\u201d Anansi then take up\nthe pieces, put them together and carry home. He cook it an\u2019 ca\u2019 all of\nthem roun\u2019 to eat. He say, \u201cWho know name, nyam; who no know name, no\nnyam.\u201d They began to guess all sort of name; after that, whole of them\nsay, \u201cYam foofoo! yam foofoo!\u201d Anansi get vex, say, \u201cHuh! eat! nobody\nfin\u2019 it out but Cunnie-mo\u2019n-father!\u201d\n\nAnansi then get to hate Cunnie-mo\u2019n-father, want to make an end of him,\nbut he didn\u2019t know what way was to do it. So one night Brar Tiger came\nto pay a visit to Anansi at his house. While both of them sittin\u2019 an\u2019\ntalkin\u2019, at that time Cunnie-mo\u2019n-father was lying down underneath the\ntable fawning sleep. [22] Anansi said to Tiger, \u201cLook heah! ev\u2019ry tack\ndat I put up, Cunnie-mo\u2019-n-father break it down. I wan\u2019 to mak an end\nof him, but I don\u2019 know what way to do it.\u201d That time,\nCunnie-mo\u2019-n-father listen. Tiger said, \u201cI wi\u2019 kill him fo\u2019 you.\u201d\nAnansi say, \u201cHow you will manage it?\u201d So Tiger said to Anansi, \u201cYou\nmus\u2019 put up a tack, an\u2019 I wi\u2019 ketch him.\u201d Anansi said, \u201cLook heah!\nTomorrow night jus\u2019 at dinner-time you come here hide yo\u2019self in the\npepper-tree; behin\u2019 that fattest limb, you hide yo\u2019self there, an\u2019 I\nwill sen\u2019 him to pick some pepper an\u2019 as he put his han\u2019 on the\npepper-tree, you mus\u2019 hol\u2019 him.\u201d So the nex\u2019 night at dinner-time Tiger\nwent to hide himself there. Anansi call Cunnie-mo\u2019n-father, say, \u201cGo\nget pepper from the pepper-tree.\u201d Cunnie-mo\u2019n-father start for de\npepper-tree. On his way going he call in the kitchen an\u2019 take a\nfire-stick, an\u2019 as he went to the pepper-tree, he shove the fire-stick\nright in Tiger face. Tiger cry out, \u201cW\u2019y-ee!\u201d an\u2019 gallop away.\nCunnie-mo\u2019n-father return to Anansi an\u2019 say he hear something in the\npepper-tree cry, so he don\u2019 pick any. Anansi eat his dinner that night\nwithout pepper.\n\nA few minutes after, Tiger come back in the house an\u2019 tol\u2019 Anansi what\nhave taken place. Anansi say, \u201cWell, the boy have tack! but we mus\u2019\nketch him.\u201d At that time the boy go under the table lay down an\u2019 study\nfor them again. Tiger say, \u201cHow mus\u2019 we ketch him?\u201d Anansi said, \u201cYou\ncome here tomorrow twelve o\u2019clock an\u2019 I\u2019ll sen\u2019 him up on a cocoanut\ntree an\u2019 while he in the tree, you wait underneath; when he come down\nyou ketch him.\u201d The nex\u2019 morning, Cunnie-mo\u2019n-father get two bags, fill\nit with red ants go up same cocoanut tree an\u2019 hide it, preparing for\nTiger. At twelve o\u2019clock Tiger come to Anansi yard. Anansi call for\nCunnie-mo\u2019n-father an\u2019 said, \u201cGo an\u2019 get me some cocoanuts off\u2019n that\ntree.\u201d He went, an\u2019 Tiger lay wait under the tree for him. He shout to\nTiger he mus\u2019 look up an\u2019 show him the bes\u2019 cocoanut he want, an\u2019 while\nTiger do that, he open one of the bag an\u2019 throw it down in Tiger face.\nAnt begun to bite him an\u2019 he has to run away. Cunnie-mo\u2019n-father slip\nright down off the cocoanut tree, so he didn\u2019t get any cocoanut.\n\nIn the evening, Tiger went back to Anansi to tell him how\nCunnie-mo\u2019n-father do him again. While the two of them was talking an\u2019\nsetting up another tack, Cunnie-mo\u2019n-father was underneath table\nlistening to them again. Anansi said, \u201cThe boy smart! but I goin\u2019 to\nput you up a tack fo\u2019 ketch him! Look heah! Tomorrow at twelve o\u2019clock,\nyou fin\u2019 yo\u2019self at me groun\u2019 an\u2019 you will see a fat root of yam near\nto a tree. You mus\u2019 hide yo\u2019self in the bush an\u2019 I will sen\u2019 him there\nto come cut yam, an\u2019 as he come there, hol\u2019 him.\u201d Tiger then went an\u2019\nfix himself in the yam bush. At twelve o\u2019clock Anansi call\nCunnie-mo\u2019n-father an\u2019 sen\u2019 him to groun\u2019 to cut yam an\u2019 tell him that\nvery spot whe\u2019 he is to dig them. Cunnie-mo\u2019n-father went to the groun\u2019\nan\u2019 shout out \u201cYam-o-e-e! yam-o-ee! yam-o-ee!\u201d t\u2019ree times. Nobody\nanswer. Cunnie-mo\u2019n-father say, \u201cI t\u2019ink father tell me say that when I\ncome to groun\u2019 call fo\u2019 yam, yam wi\u2019 speak, an\u2019 de yam don\u2019 speak!\u201d\nCall again, \u201cYam-o-ee!\u201d So Tiger answer him, \u201cO-ee-e!\u201d So\nCunnie-mo\u2019n-father say, \u201cFrom me bwoy born, the firs\u2019 I hear that yam\ncan talk!\u201d So run home back lef\u2019 Tiger.\n\nSo Tiger leave the groun\u2019 an\u2019 come home an\u2019 tell Anansi what happen.\nAnansi said, \u201cWell, \u2019cunnie mo\u2019 than me\u2019 fe trew, but we goin\u2019 to ketch\nhim!\u201d At that time Cunnie-mo\u2019n-father underneath the table fe listen,\nan\u2019 unfortunately he fell fas\u2019 asleep. So Anansi an\u2019 Tiger ketch him\nan\u2019 make a coffin an\u2019 put him in. Anansi tell Tiger he mus\u2019 take him\nt\u2019row him far away in the sea where he kyan\u2019t come back again. Tiger\nlif\u2019 up the coffin, put it on his head an\u2019 start on the journey. On\nreaching to a bush he help down the coffin an\u2019, as the sun was so hot,\nwent underneath a tree an\u2019 fall asleep. Now there was a little hole in\nthe coffin, an\u2019 looking thru that hole, Cunnie-mo\u2019n-father saw an ol\u2019\nman comin\u2019 along drivin\u2019 a flock of sheep. He began to cry, sayin\u2019 they\nwant him to go to heaven an\u2019 he don\u2019 ready to go yet. The ol\u2019 man said,\n\u201cBwoy, you too foolish! Heaven\u2019s a good place an\u2019 you don\u2019 ready to go\nthere yet? You open the coffin put me in!\u201d The ol\u2019 man open the coffin,\nCunnie-mo\u2019n-father come out, put in the ol\u2019 man an\u2019 nail up the coffin\nback with him in it. He then drove the sheep a little way up inside the\nbush. Tiger now wake out of his sleep, lif\u2019 up the coffin an\u2019 away he\nwent to the sea with it, an\u2019 go as far he could an\u2019 t\u2019row the coffin\ndown in the sea drown the ol\u2019 man, fe\u2019 a heaven he want to go! He then\ngo back to Anansi yard an\u2019 tell him that he has finish with the\nfellow,\u2014no more of him, fe\u2019 he has drown\u2019 him in the deepest part of\nthe sea.\n\nLater in the evening, while Anansi an\u2019 Tiger was sitting down an\u2019\ntalking about the badness of Cunnie-mo\u2019n-father, Anansi look an\u2019 see a\nflock of sheep was coming up to his house an\u2019 some one driving it. The\ndriver was Cunnie-mo\u2019n-father. Anansi says to Tiger, \u201cBut now look at\nthe bwoy what you drown\u2019 to-day, look at him driving a flock of sheep\ncoming up!\u201d Tiger said, \u201cNo! \u2019cause I t\u2019row him in the farthest part of\nthe sea!\u201d They waited until he drove them up to the yard. Tiger said to\nhim, \u201cBoy, don\u2019t it was you I t\u2019row into the sea to-day?\u201d\nCunnie-mo\u2019n-father said, \u201cYes, the place whe\u2019 you t\u2019row me I get these\nsheep, an\u2019 if you did t\u2019row me a little further, I would get double\nmore than this!\u201d Anansi, hearing that, said that he would like to get\nsome himself an\u2019 Cunnie-mo\u2019n-father mus\u2019 carry him an\u2019 t\u2019row him at the\npart where he can get the sheep. Cunnie-mo\u2019n-father then get a coffin\nmake an\u2019 put Anansi in it carry him to the sea-side, hire a boat, an\u2019\ncarry him far far away in the sea an\u2019 drown him. An\u2019 that was the las\u2019\nof poor Anansi in that story.\n\n\n\n\n\n\n24. THE DUCKANO TREE.\n\nWilliam Forbes, Dry River, Cock-pit country.\n\n\nDeh was Anansi.\u2014Tacoomah was Anansi son. Den was a hard time. Anansi\nhad a Duckano tree had some Duckano on it. An\u2019 he had t\u2019ree pickney;\nwhen he go out a night, eat him belly full, come back carry \u2019em a bag.\nNow when him wife mak a little dinner fe him, tell him no, he don\u2019 want\nit, gi\u2019 it to pickney dem. Tacoomah tell mama cut little hole in Anansi\ntrab\u2019ling bag an\u2019 t\u2019row ashes in it. Fast as he go \u2019long, ashes drop\nstraight to de Duckano tree. Den Tacoomah follow de ashes till him fin\u2019\nout de Duckano tree. An\u2019 when him fetch to de Duckano tree, pick off\nall, lef\u2019 one; an\u2019 him tell de Duckano, \u201cAs Anansi come fe pick you,\ndrop a dirt!\u201d An\u2019 as de Duckano drop a dirt, Anansi say, \u201cYes, dat de\nbes\u2019 place I want you fe go!\u201d Come down to pick him up, Duckano go back\non tree. Anansi say, \u201cCho! dat de bes\u2019 place I pick you t\u2019-day\u201d. Go\nback on tree, couldn\u2019t catch it. An\u2019 not a creature can pick de\nDuckano, but Tacoomah!\n\nDen, as Anansi go up de Duckano tree, him see Dog a come. An\u2019 said,\n\u201cBrar Dog, go pick up Duckano fe me!\u201d an\u2019 as de Duckano drop, dog come\npickee up; den, as Dog pick him up, Dog nyam de Duckano. Dog run \u2019round\nso, Anansi go after him so. Dog go into one deep hole, jus\u2019 two eye\nlook out a deh. Little out de two eye, Anansi pass an\u2019 see him, draw\nhim out of de hole an\u2019 \u2019queeze out de Duckano. Wha\u2019 mak de two sink\nplace in Dog side, Anansi \u2019queeze out Duckano.\n\nJack man dora!\n\n\n\n\n\n\n25. FOOD AND CUDGEL.\n\n\na. The Handsome Packey.\n\nMoses Hendricks, Mandeville.\n\nOnce the times was very hard. So Anansi had a wife an\u2019 six children\ndependent on him; wherever he goes he gets something, so he gets seven\nplantains, one apiece. His wife said to him, \u201cWhere is yours?\u201d Said \u2019he\nmustn\u2019t mind him; when they cook it, each one mus\u2019 give him\npiece-piece. At the end he got more than anyone \u2019cause he got seven\npieces.\n\nHe went out another day in search of food and he saw a calabash tree\nwith one calabash on it, an\u2019 he look at it an\u2019 said, \u201cMy! there\u2019s a\nhan\u2019some packey!\u201d The packey say, \u201cI han\u2019some an\u2019 I can do han\u2019some\nwork.\u201d He said, \u201cDo it let I see!\u201d Packey put a table before him full\nof nice eatables; when he eat to his satisfaction, packey shut up\neverything.\n\nHe took the packey home with him an\u2019 he shut it up in his loft\nover-head. Every day he hide from the family an\u2019 go up there have his\ngood feed an\u2019 whatever little rubbish he bring in, he give it to them.\nHis wife an\u2019 children watch him an\u2019 fin\u2019 what he have. After he was\ngone out, they play the same game\u2014\u201cWhat a han\u2019some packey!\u201d\u2014\u201cI han\u2019some\nan\u2019 can do han\u2019some work.\u201d\u2014\u201cDo it let we see!\u201d\u2014They carelessly let the\npackey drop from them an\u2019 crack. When Anansi go home, go to his feed,\nsay, \u201cWhat a han\u2019some packey!\u201d packey don\u2019t give him any answer. He\nfind that something was wrong.\n\nWent out another day an\u2019 saw another packey (which was the same\npackey), says, \u201cThere\u2019s a han\u2019some packey!\u201d Packey said, \u201cI han\u2019some\nan\u2019 can do han\u2019some work.\u201d He said, \u201cDo it let I see!\u201d Packey took out\na cow-whip an\u2019 give him a handsome flogging. He t\u2019ought of having a\ngood joke on the family an\u2019 pick it an\u2019 hung it up in the loft upon the\nsame place. So the wife an\u2019 chil\u2019ren went to this packey again,\nexpecting the same thing; so the wife said, \u201cThere\u2019s a han\u2019some\npackey!\u201d Packey said, \u201cI han\u2019some an\u2019 I can do han\u2019some work!\u201d The six\nchil\u2019ren were around the packey. The wife said, \u201cDo it let we see!\u201d and\nthe packey out with the cow-whip an\u2019 fall in to lash them right an\u2019\nleft. Some tumble down, some get into the shingle hide themselves all\naround in the crevice. Jack man dora! That\u2019s the reason why you see\nAnansi live in the crevice!\n\n\n\n\nb. The Knife and Fork.\n\nWilliam Forbes, Dry River, Cock-pit country.\n\nAnansi was cutting a ground \u2019gainst a ribber-side an\u2019 he had a hatchet\nan\u2019 de hatchet get \u2019way from him into de sea. An\u2019 him pull off him\nclo\u2019es go dive fe de hatchet an\u2019 in\u2019tead of fin\u2019 de hatchet him fin\u2019 a\nknife an\u2019 fo\u2019k. An\u2019 when him come home, he put knife an\u2019 fo\u2019k \u2019pon\ntable an\u2019 say, \u201cLay out, knife an\u2019 fo\u2019k, lay out!\u201d An\u2019 it lay out\nanyt\u2019ing he ax fe. Well, den, him get a party, lots of people into de\nhouse to show dem what knife an\u2019 fo\u2019k can do. An\u2019 after de people come\ninto de house, he put dem knife an\u2019 fo\u2019k on de table an\u2019 say, \u201cLay out,\nme knife an\u2019 fo\u2019k, lay out!\u201d An\u2019 all de people eat.\n\nAn\u2019 ants mak nest \u2019pon de knife an\u2019 fo\u2019k now. Well, den, nex\u2019 day\nmo\u2019ning when he tak out knife an\u2019 fo\u2019k, say, \u201cLay out, me knife an\u2019\nfo\u2019k!\u201d not\u2019ing at all come out. It spoil! Well, him go back to de\nribber-side wid anudder hatchet an\u2019 was chopping, fling away in de sea.\nAn\u2019 after him dive, dive an\u2019 fin\u2019 a horse-whip in de sea. An\u2019 as he go\nhome say, \u201cLay out, horse-whip, lay out mak a eat!\u201d An\u2019 de horse-whip\nlay out an\u2019 flog him, wattle him well till he holla.\n\nAn\u2019 he only sen\u2019 back fe all doze people who eat wid de knife an\u2019 fo\u2019k,\nsay he going to mak a great dinner an\u2019 all de people mus\u2019 come. An\u2019\nwhen de people dem come, he put dem into de house an\u2019 tak out his\nchil\u2019ren an\u2019 wife, put a kitchen. An\u2019 put de horse-whip on de table an\u2019\nlock up de windeh, say if do\u2019 an windeh open can not get dinner. An\u2019 he\ntell de horse-whip mus\u2019 lay out mak dem eat. An\u2019 de horse-whip flog dem\nall till dey break down de house.\n\nAnansi is a man nobody can fool him\u2014only Brar Dead!\n\n\n\n\n\n\n26. THE RIDDLE.\n\nMoses Hendricks, Mandeville.\n\n\nTacoomah and Anansi were great friends. Tacoomah got into trouble. He\nwas tried and sentenced to be hung. Anansi said, \u201cBrer Tacoomah, no\nfret! I\u2019m a good liar; I play you off.\u201d Anansi went to the king to beg\nfor Tacoomah. The king said to him, \u201cIf you give me a puzzle that I\ncan\u2019t answer, I will let him off.\u201d\n\nAnansi went home. Tacoomah had a mare that was heavy with colt. He\nsaid, \u201cBrer Tacoomah, if you do as I tell you, I can get you off.\u201d\nTacoomah said, \u201cBrer Nansi, I will do anything to save me life!\u201d Go for\nthe mare\u2014the one heavy with colt\u2014open the mare\u2019s stomach and took out\nthe colt, then took a bit of the mare\u2019s skin and cut out a bridle. Then\nTacoomah got some fresh dirt and filled his hat and put it on, got some\nsilver and put it into one boot and throw some gold into the other\nboot. Next, Tacoomah mount the colt. Anansi said, \u201cCome now, Brer\nTacoomah, go now and see king.\u201d He told Tacoomah all that he was to say\nto the king when he met him; Anansi put him up to all the talk. They\nsaid to the king:\n\n\n \u201cUnder the earth I stood,\n Silver and gold was my tread,\n I rode a thing that never was born,\n An\u2019 a bit of the dam I hold in me hand.\u201d\n\n\nThe king couldn\u2019t guess it; he said, \u201cYou must explain to my\nsatisfaction.\u201d And he said, \u201cI have me hat full of dirt\u201d (took off his\nhat and show him), \u201cone boot with silver\u201d (he was standing on silver),\n\u201cthe other boot with gold\u201d (he was standing on gold also). He rode \u201ca\ncolt that was never born\u201d (he cut that out of the mother\u2019s belly), and\n\u201ca bit of the dam\u201d he held in his hand\u2014that was the mare\u2019s skin he had\nas a bridle. The king reprimanded him and said, \u201cGo on, me good man, go\nabout your business!\u201d\n\nJack man dory! Anansi got him off, Anansi was a smart man!\n\n\n\n\n\n\n27. ANANSI AND BROTHER DEAD.\n\n\na. Brother Dead\u2019s Wife.\n\nGrace Doran, Whitehall, Cock-pit country.\n\nOne day Anansi was walking an\u2019 walk till he go into a wood and see a\nman have a barbecue [23]\u2014plenty of meat. An\u2019 him go an\u2019 say, \u201cHi, Brar!\nhow you do?\u201d Man no \u2019peak. \u201cBrar, you have plenty of meat an\u2019 you want\nsome one fe \u2019top wid you?\u201d Man no \u2019peak. Say, \u201cBrar, gi\u2019 me little\nbreakfas\u2019 now?\u201d Man no \u2019peak. Say, \u201cOh, Brar, you no talk, but me going\nto tak litt\u2019e fe me breakfas\u2019.\u201d Man no \u2019peak. Nansi go up on barbecue\nsay, \u201cBrar say me mus\u2019 tak meat.\u201d No \u2019peak to him yet. Tak de meat an\u2019\nsay, \u201cBrar, gi\u2019 me you pot?\u201d Man no \u2019peak to him. Say, \u201cBrar, mus\u2019 put\non yo\u2019 pot go get meat.\u201d Man no \u2019peak. Put on de pot an\u2019 go on de\nbarbecue fetch meat. When he cook done, tak him bag, load up, say,\n\u201cBrar, me gwine now.\u201d Man no \u2019peak. \u201cTo-morrow I come back see you, an\u2019\nI see you need servant an\u2019 I going to bring one of me daughter.\u201d No\n\u2019peak.\n\nDe nex\u2019 day say, \u201cWife, I go in Dead country an\u2019 buck up Brar Dead.\nHave plenty of meat. Gwine a carry me daughter down to country to work\nfor him an\u2019 cook for him.\u201d Daughter name Sindy. When he go again, Dead\nsit down got him comb combing hair, long hair cover him face. Say,\n\u201cBrar Dead, I promise bring a servant for you, but him hungry so me\ngoing to tak me eat.\u201d Dead no \u2019peak. An\u2019 tak de jug, put on pot, tak\nwater, an\u2019 go up on barbecue tak meat an\u2019 him cook, say, \u201cBrar Dead, I\ngwine, but I coming back to-morrow.\u201d An\u2019 go back say, \u201cEnough meat dar,\nan\u2019 Brar say come back to-morrow.\u201d Nex\u2019 day come back. Dead no say one\nword, got long bow an\u2019 arrow in hand. Don\u2019t see him daughter. Go up on\nbarbecue an\u2019 see him daughter finger have a ring. Say, \u201cI mak you \u2019peak\nt\u2019-day!\u201d An\u2019 tak Dead hair and tak one long pla\u2019t tie heah, and tak one\nlong pla\u2019t tie deah, and tak two pla\u2019t behind tie up on tree. An\u2019 as\nhim gwine away, pile up dry trash an\u2019 light up de head wid fire. Dead\nshake head when de plat\u2019 burn off; and shake again, de odder pla\u2019t pop\noff; an\u2019 tak up him bow an\u2019 arrow an\u2019 run after Anansi.\n\nRun up to house an\u2019 say, \u201cWife an\u2019 pickney, go up alof\u2019, Brar Dead dah\ncome!\u201d Brar Dead come in sit down so in de house wait \u2019pon dem. Pickney\ncry out, \u201cPupa, me hungry!\u201d Say, \u201cBrar Dead, open you han\u2019, pickney a\ncome!\u201d Six pickney now, de las one come, say can\u2019t do any more. Now\nMrs. Anansi cry out, \u201cBrar Dead, open yo\u2019 han\u2019, me a come!\u201d Anansi drop\nnow, drop in de dirt. From dat time you see Anansi live in de dirt.\n\n\n\n\nb. Goat and Plantain.\n\nRennie Macfarlane, Mandeville.\n\nGoat plant his plantain tree an\u2019 when it begun to bear he go an\u2019 look\nat it, an\u2019 when he look at it he say it will soon fit. The nex\u2019 day he\ngo again an\u2019 say, \u201cIt is fit; it will soon ripe!\u201d An\u2019 the nex\u2019 day when\nhe come to cut it, Br\u2019er Nansi cut it an\u2019 eat it. Br\u2019er Goat said,\n\u201cBaa-a-a, where\u2019s me plantain?\u201d He go to Anansi house an\u2019 Anansi an\u2019\nhis wife an\u2019 two children run up in house-top. Br\u2019er Goat wait down\nbelow. Anansi daughter said she was tired, wanted to drop on the groun\u2019\nan\u2019 she drop an\u2019 Goat cut her up an\u2019 put her in his tread-bag, an\u2019 he\nsaid, \u201cBaa-a-a, here\u2019s me plantain!\u201d Anansi son say he wanted to drop\nan\u2019 he drop. An\u2019 Br\u2019er Goat cut him up an\u2019 put him in his tread-bag,\nan\u2019 he said, \u201cBaa-a-a, here\u2019s me plantain!\u201d An\u2019 Anansi wife say, \u201cI\nwant to drop!\u201d an\u2019 she drop an\u2019 Goat cut her up an\u2019 put her in the\ntread-bag, an\u2019 said, \u201cBaa-a-a, here\u2019s me plantain!\u201d\n\nAn\u2019 Br\u2019er Anansi said, \u201cAs I\u2019m so fat, sprinkle some ashes on the\ngroun\u2019 an\u2019 when I drop I won\u2019t mash.\u201d An\u2019 Br\u2019er Goat sprinkle it on the\ngroun\u2019 an\u2019 Anansi drop an\u2019 the ashes fly up in Goat face an\u2019 blind him.\nAn\u2019 Br\u2019er Nansi keep the plantain-tree for himself an\u2019 when it bear, he\neat it.\n\n\n\n\n\n\n28. BROTHER DEAD AND THE BRINDLE PUPPY.\n\nCharles Roe, Maroon Town, Cock-pit country.\n\n\nDeh was an Ol\u2019 Witch call Brar Dead, never talk to nobody; if him talk\nto anybody, him be dead. But him only making some bow all day an\u2019 set\nit to catch all wil\u2019 animal, an\u2019 when he catch dem, he put dem over\nfire an\u2019 dry dem, but him no eat dem. So Mr. Anansi go deh one day an\u2019\nsay, \u201cBrar Dead, gi\u2019 me some of you meat now.\u201d But he never \u2019peak to\nMr. Anansi, for him can\u2019t talk to nobody. So Anansi goin\u2019 in an\u2019 tak a\nwhole bagful of de dry meat an start to eat it.\n\nSo Brar Dead has a brindle puppy. So Brar Dead pick some green bush an\u2019\ngi\u2019 to de brindle puppy. So Mr. Anansi going to mak him talk dat day\nnow. So when him come out an\u2019 tell little dog say when him sing an\u2019\npeople drop dead, puppy mus\u2019 t\u2019row de bush on dem, because first day\nhim gwine hear him voice. So him tak one de a arrow now an\u2019 start, an\u2019\nde dog mus\u2019 follow him now. So when he stick him lance, blood don\u2019\ncome; Anansi don\u2019 walk dere. So go on; so when he stick at odder\ncross-road, blood come an\u2019 he say dere Anansi walk. So when he sing,\nAnansi got to stop. He sing,\n\n\n \u201cAnansi ma shway, Anansi ma shway,\n A pupa yan kin baw, eh, eh, wa-eh!\n A yan kin baw yeh, ke ya ma-dee,\n Eh, eh, wa-eh, eh, wa-eh!\n Eh, ey-eh wa-ey-eh!\u201d\n\n\nSo he goin\u2019 till he ketch Anansi, an\u2019 when he see Anansi, tell de\nlittle puppy say mus\u2019 ketch Anansi. So de puppy ketch him, an\u2019 when he\nketch him, poke de bow t\u2019ru Anansi two ears an\u2019 he buil\u2019 up a fire an\u2019\nburn up Anansi to dust.\n\n\n\n\n\n\n29. THE COWITCH AND MR. FOOLMAN.\n\nMoses Hendricks, Mandeville.\n\n\nA gentleman had a cowitch [24] property. He wanted to have it cut down,\nbut whoever cut it must not scratch their skin. Anyone who cut it down\nwithout scratching, he would give the pick of the best cow on his\nproperty. Many tried, but failed. Anansi says that he will cut it down.\nSo the gentleman sent his son to watch and see that he cut the tree\nwithout scratching his skin at all. Anansi began cutting and the juice\nof the tree began to eat him. He wanted to scratch. He said to the boy,\n\u201cYoung massa, de cow yo\u2019 papa goin\u2019 to gi\u2019 me, white here (scratches\none side), black here (scratches the other), had a red here, had\nanodder black here, blue jus\u2019 down at his feet.\u201d He went on that way\nuntil he cut down the tree.\n\nHe got the cow, but he couldn\u2019t manage the removal of the cow alone,\nand he didn\u2019t want to get any intelligent person to assist him, he\nwanted a fool; so he got a man by the name of Foolman. Foolman wasn\u2019t\nsuch a fool as he thought. They removed the cow to a place to butcher\nit near to Foolman\u2019s yard, but Anansi did not know that. So he said to\nFoolman, \u201cBrer Foolman, we mus\u2019 get fire, roast plenty of meat.\u201d\nFoolman said he didn\u2019t know where to go to get fire. Anansi pointed out\na little smoke a long distance off. Foolman refused to go. He got vexed\nand started to go for the fire himself. He was no sooner gone than\nFoolman called up his family, butchered the cow, and removed all the\nparts, leaving the tail. He dug a hole in the earth and drove the root\nof the tail down as tight as he could. When he thought it time for\nAnansi to come back, he held on to the hair of the cow-tail and called\nout, \u201cBrer Nansi, run! Brer Nansi, run!\u201d Anansi come and he say, \u201cBrer\nNansi, de whole cow gone, only tail!\u201d He held on to the tail and both\nof them thought to pull up the cow. While pulling, the tail broke in\ntwo. So Anansi had to give Foolman a piece of the tail that popped off.\nSo with all his cunning, he got but a very small piece.\n\n\n\n\n\n\n30. DRY-HEAD AND ANANSI.\n\n\na. Go-long-go.\n\nGeorge Parkes, Mandeville.\n\nOne time Anansi wife have a very large pig. She value the pig for ten\npounds, say she was going to sell the pig an\u2019 buy a piece of land.\nAnansi wanted the pig to eat an\u2019 he wanted to eat him one, [25] so he\nfawn sick, very very sick; all what the wife could do for him he\nwouldn\u2019t take nothing. He then call his wife an\u2019 tell her him gwine to\ndie an\u2019 she mus\u2019 take care of herself an\u2019 the chil\u2019ren.\n\nThe wife said to him she has to go nex\u2019 day to see the doctor about\nhim, so the nex\u2019 day she dress herself an\u2019 start for the doctor,\nleaving Anansi very sick at home. When the wife gone one way, Anansi\nget up, dress himself an\u2019 go short cut the other way. He change himself\ninto a different man. The wife say, \u201cGood-morning, sir.\u201d He say,\n\u201cGood-morning, ma\u2019am.\u201d He say, \u201cWhat is the matter?\u201d The woman said,\n\u201cMy husband is sick unto death!\u201d He said, \u201cWell, I am the doctor. Have\nyou any hog at home?\u201d Say, \u201cYes.\u201d He says, \u201cIf you want your husband to\nlive, you better kill the hog and let him alone eat it.\u201d The woman turn\nback with a very heavy heart. Anansi run back by the short cut, reach\nhome, an\u2019 be in bed sick. When the wife return home he say to her,\n\u201cHave you seen the doctor?\u201d She says, \u201cYes.\u201d\u2014\u201cWhat him say?\u201d\u2014\u201cHe say I\nam to kill the hog an\u2019 let you alone eat it; then you will get better.\u201d\nAnansi say, \u201cCho! Doctor talking nonsense! How he t\u2019ink I eat such a\nbig hog like dat?\u201d The woman said, \u201cTo get you better I got to comply\nwith the doctor\u2019s order.\u201d [26]\n\nAnansi took away the hog an\u2019 carry into a wood, him one alone. An\u2019\nscrape it an\u2019 put it into a copper to cook. An\u2019 he see a wil\u2019 thing\ncalled himba [27] an\u2019 he dig it to cook with the meat. He saw Mr.\nGo-long-go [28] come up. Say, \u201cBrar Anansi, wha\u2019 you do here?\u201d Say, \u201cI\nboil buckra meat, sah.\u201d Tell him mus\u2019 tak out piece of meat gi\u2019 him.\nSay, \u201cI kyan\u2019 tak out fe a buckra meat, sah!\u201d Brar Go-long-go say, \u201cIf\nyou don\u2019 tak it out I \u2019top you mout\u2019, I \u2019top you breat\u2019!\u201d An\u2019 he take\nit out an\u2019 gi\u2019 him to eat. An\u2019 say, \u201cTak out de whole of it!\u201d an\u2019 he\ntak out the whole an\u2019 put it before Brar Go-long-go. Eat off the whole\nof it!\n\nAn\u2019 he said, \u201cBrar Go-long-go, I no pass some plenty guinea-pea deh?\u201d\nAn\u2019 they went there, an\u2019 carry a pint of oil an\u2019 put him into the\nmiddle of the plant-trash an\u2019 t\u2019row the oil right around it, an\u2019 him\nlight an\u2019 whole take fire. Brar Go-long-go say, \u201cCome take me out!\u201d\nAnansi say, \u201cNyam meat no gimme me no!\u201d [29]\n\n\n\n\nb. Dry-head.\n\nEzekiel Williams, Harmony Hall.\n\nBrar Nansi trabble away. Him was a man very fond of duckano. So while\nhe was going on, hear somet\u2019ing drop \u201cwoof!\u201d An\u2019 say, \u201cMakey stan\u2019\ndeh!\u201d fe him duckano. At de same time deh was Brar Dry-head drop off de\ntree. Brar Dry-head say, \u201cEf you tak me up, you tak up trouble; an\u2019 ef\nyou put me down, you put down yo\u2019 luck!\u201d So Brar Nansi never know what\nto do. Brar Nansi say, \u201cBrar Dry-head, have big fat barrow in a stye;\nmak we go kill it!\u201d An\u2019 so dey do. Well, when de pot boil wid de\nbarrow, Brar Nansi say, \u201cBrar Dry-head, you know what we do? Who can\u2019t\neat wi\u2019out spoon not to taste it.\u201d So Brar Dry-head, he never have no\nhand, so Brar Nansi eatee off clean!\n\n\n\n\nc. Brother Dead.\n\nEmanuel Johnson, Brownstown.\n\nAnansi run till he meet up Bredder Dead ... Br\u2019er Dead say, \u201cIf you pay\nme, I will save you.\u201d\u2014\u201cBr\u2019er, me have not\u2019ing to gi\u2019 you, but me have\none cock a yard fe me wife, me tek him come gi\u2019 you.\u201d Br\u2019er Nansi run\nto de yard, get de cock, meet Br\u2019er Dead in de corn-piece an\u2019 gi\u2019 it to\nhim. Now Br\u2019er Dead goin\u2019 to kill him jus\u2019 de same. After Br\u2019er Dead\ntie de cord gone away to odder side of de corn-piece, Anansi t\u2019ief de\ncock back from Br\u2019er Dead, get a hawk an\u2019 put up de hawk. Hawk catch\nDead now in de corn-piece. Anansi say,\n\n\n Fly along, Brudder Hawk, fly a-long. Fly a-long, Brudder Hawk,\n fly a-long. Car-ry him go \u2019long, Car-ry him go \u2019long, Car-ry\n him go \u2019long, Brud-der Hawk, Car-ry him go \u2019long.\n\n\nAn\u2019 Br\u2019er Hawk fly along wid him till drop him into a sea-ball. [30]\nJack man dora!\n\n\n\n\n\n\n31. THE YAM-HILLS.\n\nGeorge Parkes, Mandeville.\n\n\nOne time Anansi start to work a groun\u2019 at the road-side. After clearing\nup his field, he dig nine yam-hills. Now no one is allowed to count up\nto the nine. If he say nine, he drop down dead. So Anansi say, \u201cI got\nto eat somet\u2019ing out of this.\u201d So he sat down an\u2019 begin to cry. Hog was\npassing, say to him, \u201cBr\u2019er Anansi, wha\u2019s the matter with you?\u201d Anansi\nsaid, \u201cMy dear Bredder Hog, from mawning I dig these few yam-hills an\u2019\ntrying to count them, but I can\u2019t manage to count them yet.\u201d Hog said,\n\u201cCho! you too wort\u2019less! You mean say you can\u2019t say, \u2018One, two, t\u2019ree,\nfour, five, six, seven, eight, nine?\u2019\u201d And as Hog say \u201cnine,\u201d Hog drop\ndown dead. Anansi take him up, put him in his bag an\u2019 carry him home\nan\u2019 eat him.\n\nThe nex\u2019 day he came back an\u2019 eat up Goat, who share the same fate as\nHog, an\u2019 every day he went back dig the same hills. At that time Monkey\nwas on a tree watching an\u2019 seeing all that take place. He came down\nfrom off the tree, an\u2019 while Anansi dig the same nine hills again an\u2019\nwas sitting down crying, Monkey come up an\u2019 said, \u201cBr\u2019er Anansi, wha\u2019\nthe matter with you?\u201d Anansi said, \u201cMy dear Bredder Monkey, from\nmawning I dig these few yam-hills, an\u2019 I\u2019m trying to count them but I\ncan\u2019t manage!\u201d Monkey said, \u201cI will count them for you, but you mus\u2019\nsit down \u2019pon one.\u201d Monkey then said, \u201cOne, two, t\u2019ree, four, five,\nsix, seven, eight, an\u2019 the one Br\u2019er Anansi sit down upon.\u201d Anansi\nsaid, \u201cThat\u2019s not the way to count them!\u201d Monkey said, \u201cI\u2019ll count them\ngood for you now!\u201d Monkey began, \u201cOne, two, t\u2019ree, four, five, six,\nseven, eight, an\u2019 the one Br\u2019er Nansi sit down upon deh.\u201d Now Anansi is\na man with a very short heart. [31] He got vex an\u2019 say, \u201cYou mean to\nsay that you can\u2019t say \u2018One, two, t\u2019ree, four, five, six, seven, eight,\nnine?\u2019\u201d An\u2019 as the word nine come out, Anansi drop down dead. Monkey\ntook him up an\u2019 said, \u201cYou can fool the others, but you can\u2019t fool me!\u201d\n\n\n\n\n\n\n32. THE LAW AGAINST BACK-BITING.\n\n\na. Duck\u2019s Dream.\n\nGeorge Parkes, Mandeville.\n\nOne time Anansi were living in a country an\u2019 the country were very\nhard; so they pass a law that anyone talk one another, that man will\ndrop down dead. So Anansi say he mus\u2019 eat something out of it, because\nhe\u2019s going to fix himself into a place where people mus\u2019 talk him. So\nhe get a hoe an\u2019 a pick-axe an\u2019 a machete an\u2019 go to a broad flat rock\nnear the side of the road where everyone pass, begun to knock, pong\npong pong. Hog was passing. Hog say, \u201cMawning, Brar Anansi.\u201d Anansi\nsay, \u201cMawning, Brar Hog.\u201d Hog say, \u201cWha you do deh?\u201d Anansi say,\n\u201cGovernor pass law an\u2019 say famine coming upon lan\u2019 an\u2019 ev\u2019rybody mus\u2019\nwork groun\u2019, so me deh try see wha\u2019 me kyan\u2019 do.\u201d So Hog went on. As he\nwent a little way he say, \u201cOdder people work groun\u2019 a good place;\nAnansi deh work groun\u2019 \u2019pon rock!\u201d As Hog say so, drop down dead.\nAnansi turn roun\u2019, pick him up put him in his bag, said, \u201cDat de way\noonoo [32] talk a man!\u201d So now he carry Hog go home go eat him.\n\nThe nex\u2019 day he went back. Cow was passing. He began to knock, pong\npong pong. Cow say, \u201cMawning, Brar Anansi.\u201d Anansi say, \u201cMawning, Brar\nCow.\u201d Cow say, \u201cA wha\u2019 you deh do deh?\u201d Anansi say, \u201cgovernor pass a\nlaw that a great famine come \u2019pon land an\u2019 everybody mus\u2019 work groun\u2019.\u201d\nSo cow went on. When he go a little distance he said, \u201cOdder man work\ngroun\u2019 have good place; Anansi work \u2019pon rock stone!\u201d Cow drop down\ndead. Anansi tak him up put him in his bag, said, \u201cDat\u2019s how oonoo talk\na man!\u201d He carry home Cow an\u2019 eat him.\n\nHorse and Goat come and they share the same fate. Now a day or two\nafter, while Anansi was there knocking, Duck came up. He said,\n\u201cMawning, Brar Anansi.\u201d Anansi said, \u201cMawning, Brar Duck.\u201d Duck said,\n\u201cA wha\u2019 you do deh?\u201d Anansi say, \u201cGovernor pass law say great famine\ncoming \u2019pon lan\u2019 an\u2019 ev\u2019rybody mus\u2019 work groun\u2019, so me deh try see wha\u2019\nme can do.\u201d Anansi said to Duck, \u201cWhat is all de strange news a fe you\nside?\u201d [33] Duck say not\u2019ing strange but only thing he dream a dream\nlas\u2019 night that he\u2019s on the worl\u2019 so long an\u2019 no married yet; so him a\ngo down a bottom yonder go see if him kyan\u2019 get married. So he went on.\nAnansi then said, \u201cGood people, they get married. Duck an\u2019 all say him\nwant fe married too!\u201d So Anansi drop down dead. Duck turn roun\u2019 an\u2019\npick him up, swallow him, an\u2019 said, \u201cDat\u2019s de way oonoo talk a man!\u201d\n\n\n\n\nb. Guinea-chick.\n\nAlexander Archibald, Mandeville.\n\nAnansi make law if anyone talk de odder one, he dead. He get up on one\ncave roadside, go working ground. Cow a pass, go see him. Anansi say,\n\u201cDes a try a work one groun\u2019 heah.\u201d So when Cow go long, pass him, Cow\nsay, \u201cChuh! man fool! man kyan\u2019t work groun\u2019 \u2019pon rock-stone!\u201d As Cow\nsay so, Cow tumble down dead. Den Anansi go pick him up, go eat.\n\nHog came. Hog ax him say, \u201cA wha\u2019 yo\u2019 a doin\u2019 heah?\u201d\u2014\u201cA try a work a\ngroun\u2019.\u201d Hog pass him.\u2014\u201cChuh! man kyan\u2019t look upon rock-stone an\u2019 say\nme work groun\u2019!\u201d As Hog say so, him drop dead. Anansi pick him up, go\neat.\n\nGuinea-chick say, \u201cI will go deh!\u201d Guinea-chick put on him clo\u2019es same\nas a go market. So when he come an\u2019 see Anansi upon de stone a dig, tie\nhim head wid a check handkerchief\u2014dat are Guinea-chick\u2014an\u2019 pass Anansi,\nno \u2019peak to him. Dat time him go long Anansi say, \u201cDat dar fool!\u201d Den\nAnansi drop dead.\n\nJack man dory!\n\n\n\n\nc. Dry-head at the Barber\u2019s.\n\nCharles Thompson, Harmony Hall.\n\nOnce Anansi and But [34] made agreement that they wasn\u2019t to talk one\nanother. Anansi went to a road and But went to one. Part of the day,\nDry-head was passing where Anansi was working and complain to Anansi\nthat he going out to a ball to-night and he going to a barber-shop to\nget his hair barber. And after he gone Anansi say, \u201cPardon me, me Lord!\nwhe\u2019 Brar Dry-head get hair on his head to go to de barber-shop to\nbarber?\u201d An\u2019 Anansi fell down an\u2019 died, an\u2019 But went back an\u2019 pick him\nup an\u2019 eat him.\n\n\n\n\n\n\n33. FLING-A-MILE.\n\nGeorge Parkes, Mandeville.\n\n\nAnansi one day went to a river to catch fish, an\u2019 while fishin\u2019 down\nthe stream, he came across a hole. He put his han\u2019 down in the hole an\u2019\nsomething hol\u2019 the han\u2019. He said, \u201cA who hol\u2019 me?\u201d The something said,\n\u201cNo me!\u201d\u2014\u201cMe who?\u201d The thing said, \u201cNo me Fling-a-mile!\u201d Anansi said,\n\u201cFling me a mile mak I see.\u201d The t\u2019ing wheel Anansi, wheel him, an\u2019\nfling him one mile from the spot. When Anansi drop, he nearly knock out\nhis senses.\n\nHe said, \u201cI mus\u2019 eat somet\u2019ing out of dat hole!\u201d He went an\u2019 get six\niron fork an\u2019 six wooden one an\u2019 stick up at the place where he drop.\nNex\u2019 day he was going back down fe fishing. He meet up Hog. He said,\n\u201cBredder Hog, mak we go down a river go ketch fish now?\u201d Hog said yes.\nWhen they reach the river, both of them started. Anansi, he walk on the\nside where the hole are not, Hog, he walk on the side where the hole\nare. Anansi look over to Hog way and said, \u201cWhat a pretty hole in front\nof Bredder Hog deh! You mus\u2019 get somet\u2019ing out of de hole deh. I don\u2019\nmin\u2019 if it befo\u2019 me!\u201d So Anansi tell Hog to put his han\u2019 in the hole\nsee if him feel anyt\u2019ing. Hog put in him han\u2019. Hog said, \u201cSomet\u2019ing\nhol\u2019 me han\u2019!\u201d Anansi said, \u201cAx a who hol\u2019 you!\u201d Hog said, \u201cA who hol\u2019\nme?\u201d The t\u2019ing say, \u201cA me!\u201d Anansi say, \u201cAx him, say \u2018A me who?\u2019\u201d Hog\nsay, \u201cA me who?\u201d The t\u2019ing say, \u201cNo me Fling-a-mile!\u201d Anansi said to\nHog, \u201cTell him fling you a mile mak you see.\u201d Hog say, \u201cFling me a mile\nmak I see!\u201d The t\u2019ing wheel Hog, wheel him, wheel him, drop him right\non the fork Anansi fix up. Hog drop dead. Anansi tak up Hog put him in\na bag and said, \u201cI well wan\u2019 fe eat you long time!\u201d At that time Monkey\nwas on the tree watching Anansi.\n\nThe nex\u2019 day Anansi start back to the river, meet up Bredder Goat. He\nsay, \u201cBredder Goat, mak we go down a river, go ketch fish?\u201d Goat say\nyes. Anansi tol\u2019 Goat to walk on the hand where the hole is an\u2019 he walk\non the opposite side. While going along Anansi said, \u201cWhat a pretty\nhole in front of Br\u2019er Goat deh! You mus\u2019 fin\u2019 somet\u2019ing in a hole like\ndat. I wish it were me de hole we\u2019 deh befo\u2019!\u201d Anansi said to Goat,\n\u201cPut yo\u2019 han\u2019 in deh see if you can fin\u2019 anyt\u2019ing.\u201d Goat put the han\u2019\nin the hole. Somet\u2019ing hol\u2019 him. He said, \u201cSomet\u2019ing hol\u2019 me!\u201d Anansi\nsaid, \u201cAx a who hol\u2019 you!\u201d Goat said, \u201cA who hol\u2019 me?\u201d The t\u2019ing said,\n\u201cNo me!\u201d Anansi said, \u201cAx \u2018A me who?\u2019\u201d Goat say, \u201cA me who?\u201d The t\u2019ing\nsay, \u201cNo me Fling-a-mile.\u201d Anansi said, \u201cTell him fling you a mile mak\nyou see!\u201d Goat say, \u201cFling me a mile mak I see!\u201d He wheel Goat, whee\u2019\nwhee\u2019 wheel, an\u2019 drop him right on the fork one mile. Goat drop dead.\nAnansi took up Goat an\u2019 put him in his bag, said, \u201cI well wan\u2019 you fe\neat a long time!\u201d At that time Monkey was still watching him.\n\nThe nex\u2019 day he start to go out again; he met up Br\u2019er Dog. Anansi said\nto Dog, \u201cMak we go down a river go ketch fish!\u201d Dog say yes. On\nreaching to the river, Anansi tell Dog to walk on the side where the\nhole is an\u2019 he walk on the opposite side. On reaching to the hole\nAnansi said, \u201cWhat a pretty hole in front of Br\u2019er Dog! You mus\u2019 fin\u2019\nsomet\u2019ing in dat hole. I wish it we\u2019 deh befo\u2019 me!\u201d Anansi say to Dog,\n\u201cPut yo\u2019 han\u2019 in deh if you feel anyt\u2019ing.\u201d Dog put the han\u2019 in the\nhole. Something hol\u2019 him. He said to Anansi, \u201cSomet\u2019ing hol\u2019 me!\u201d\nAnansi said, \u201cAx \u2018A who hol\u2019 me?\u2019\u201d Dog said, \u201cA who hol\u2019 me?\u201d The\nsomet\u2019ing say, \u201cNo me!\u201d Anansi say, \u201cAx him \u2018me who?\u2019\u201d Dog say, \u201cMe\nwho?\u201d The somet\u2019ing say, \u201cNo me Fling-a-mile!\u201d Anansi say, \u201cTell him\nfling you a mile mak you see!\u201d Dog said, \u201cFling me a mile mak me see!\u201d\nThe t\u2019ing fling Dog whee\u2019-a, whee\u2019-a, whee\u2019, an\u2019 dash him one mile on\nthe stake. Dog drop on the stake dead. Anansi tak up Dog, put him in\nhis bag an\u2019 said, \u201cA well wan\u2019 you fe eat long time!\u201d\n\nNow Monkey couldn\u2019t bear it no longer, come off the tree. The nex\u2019 day\nwhile Anansi was going down, Monkey put himself in the way where Anansi\nwas to meet him. Anansi said, \u201cBr\u2019er Monkey, mak we go down a river go\nketch fish.\u201d Monkey say, \u201cYes, a well wan\u2019 company fe go down too!\u201d On\nreaching to the river, Monkey walk on the side where the hole is an\u2019\nAnansi on the opposite side. On reaching to the hole Anansi said, \u201cWhat\na pretty hole in front of Br\u2019er Monkey! You mus\u2019 fin\u2019 somet\u2019ing in a\nhole like a dat. I wish a we\u2019 me i\u2019 deh befo\u2019!\u201d Anansi said to Monkey,\n\u201cPut yo\u2019 han\u2019 in deh, see if you fin\u2019 anyt\u2019ing.\u201d Monkey say, \u201cNo,\nBr\u2019er, me go put me han\u2019 in deh, somet\u2019ing go hol\u2019 me!\u201d Anansi said,\n\u201cNo, man, me no t\u2019ink not\u2019ing wi\u2019 hol\u2019 you!\u201d Monkey said, \u201cYou come put\nyo\u2019 han\u2019 in deah.\u201d Anansi said, \u201cNo, as you de closee, you put fe you\nhan\u2019 in deah.\u201d Monkey said, \u201cNo! somet\u2019ing wi\u2019 hol\u2019 me!\u201d\u2014\u201cNo! not\u2019ing\nno in deah fe hol\u2019 you!\u201d So Anansi go near to the hole now and tell\nMonkey mus\u2019 put down him han\u2019, an\u2019 Monkey refuse. Anansi now make\nattempt to put his han\u2019,\u2014like that\u2014in the hole, an\u2019 Monkey push it\ndown, an\u2019 the somet\u2019ing hol\u2019 Anansi han\u2019 now. Monkey said to Anansi,\n\u201cTak out de han\u2019!\u201d Anansi say, \u201cMe han\u2019 kyan\u2019 come out; somet\u2019ing hol\u2019\nit!\u201d Monkey says, \u201cAsk a who hol\u2019 you.\u201d Anansi speak in a very feeble\nv\u2019ice, say, \u201cA who hol\u2019 me?\u201d The t\u2019ing say, \u201cNo me!\u201d Monkey say to\nAnansi, \u201cAx \u2018A me who.\u2019\u201d Anansi said in a feeble tone of v\u2019ice all \u2019e\ntime, \u201cA me who?\u201d The t\u2019ing say, \u201cA me Fling-a-mile.\u201d Monkey say, \u201cTell\nhim fe fling you a mile mak you see.\u201d Anansi now said in a feeble tone\nof v\u2019ice, \u201cFling me a mile mak I see!\u201d So tak Anansi an\u2019 wheel him,\nwhee\u2019, whee\u2019! An\u2019 while it was wheeling him he said to Monkey, \u201cBr\u2019er\nMonkey, run one mile from heah, whe\u2019 you see some iron an\u2019 wooden\nfork,\u2014jus\u2019 haul dem out fe me!\u201d Monkey tak off him hat an\u2019 run half way\nan\u2019 stop where he could see when Anansi drop. Anansi drop on de fork\nan\u2019 belly burst \u2019tiff dead! An\u2019 Monkey take him an\u2019 put him in his bag,\ntake him go eat him.\n\n\n\n\n\n\n34. BUT-BUT AND ANANSI.\n\nRichard Morgan, Santa Cruz Mountains.\n\n\nBut-but an\u2019 Hanansi dem gwine up to town. When dem ketch a pass Hanansi\nsaid, \u201cBrar But-but, let we eat fe you pone!\u201d an\u2019 dey eat half of\nBut-but pone. As\u2019 dem gwine along, But-but feel hungry. He said, \u201cBrar\nHanansi, me hungry now.\u201d Hanansi say, \u201cBrar But-but, you too foolish!\nwe no half get to town yet.\u201d But-but walk till him faint away. Hanansi\ntravel ketch roun\u2019 one turn, he \u2019top an\u2019 eat off of his pone deh.\n\nHanansi gwine a town an\u2019 get one big cutacoo. [35] Him buy everyt\u2019ing\nin de whole town gill-gill. But-but lay wait for him part of de way.\nWhen he see Hanansi a come, But-but fly go before. He turn one red\npocket-han\u2019kerchief. Hanansi come down an\u2019 talk in a head. He took up\nde han\u2019kerchief an\u2019 say, \u201cYah! der\u2019s a good red pocket-han\u2019kerchief,\nbut Brar But-but so cunnie, maybe he turn \u2019e!\u201d an\u2019 fling it down. An\u2019\ngo on a little furder, But-but fly go on before again an\u2019 turn one cup,\none nice silver cup. Hanansi come down. He took up de cup, say, \u201cDer\u2019s\nyer luck him boy buck up t\u2019-day, but Brar But-but so cunnie maybe he\nhere turn \u2019e!\u201d an\u2019 t\u2019row \u2019e down. When Hanansi get to de horse-pond\nwhe\u2019 Hanansi wife was washing clo\u2019es, But-but went before turn one old\ndrawers. When Hanansi go takey up an\u2019 look \u2019pon it, say, \u201cCareless, eh!\nlook at me ol\u2019 drawers! Des ol\u2019 drawers heah kyan mak baby not skin!\u201d\n[36] an\u2019 tak de ol\u2019 drawers t\u2019row in de cutacoo. But-but begin an\u2019 eat\nout everyt\u2019ing \u2019pon de head.\n\nHanansi got t\u2019ree sons. When him goin\u2019 a house, put down him basket. As\nhe open de basket, But-but fly out an\u2019 go upon de firs\u2019 pic\u2019ny head.\nHanansi say, \u201c\u2019tand \u2019teady, me baby, mak I kill him!\u201d An\u2019 tak a\nmorter-stick an\u2019 lick upon head an\u2019 kill de pic\u2019ny. An\u2019 go up upon de\nnex\u2019 head again. An\u2019 say, \u201c\u2019tand \u2019teady, me baby; dat no deady, on\u2019y\nsleeping!\u201d an\u2019 he lick de odder one dead. Dat was two gone. An\u2019 go up\non de las\u2019 one now. An say, \u201c\u2019tand \u2019teady, me baby, put yo\u2019 neck good\nmak I lick him!\u201d an de t\u2019ird one dead. An\u2019 he fly upon de wife head\nnow. An\u2019 he said, \u201c\u2019tand \u2019teady, me wife, you is de \u2019tronger head now!\u201d\nan\u2019 lick de wife dead. An\u2019 But fly upon him head now. An\u2019 him go up on\nde ridge-pole of de house an\u2019 tu\u2019n down him head a bottom fe kill\nBut-but \u2019pon him head. As\u2019 him fall down an\u2019 ketch half-way, But-but\nfly off, an\u2019 Hanansi broke him neck. So But-but destroy de whole\nfamily.\n\n\n\n\n\n\n35. TUMBLE-BUG AND ANANSI.\n\nMoses Hendricks, Mandeville.\n\n\nAnansi and Tumble-bug took a job once. After they got their pay Anansi\nsaid to Tumble-bug, \u201cWe mus\u2019 buy something so as to have a good feed.\u201d\nThey bought a bunch of plantain and a keg of butter.\n\nThey commence to eat. Anansi dip, Tumble-bug dip. Anansi said, \u201cNo, my\nTumble-bug, when I go \u2018pluck-um\u2019, you mus\u2019 go \u2019tip\u2019!\u201d However,\nTumble-bug dip all the same. Anansi got vex an\u2019 box him. Tumble-bug\nfawn dead. Anansi get frightened, said, \u201cHi! Tumble-bug, the least bit\nof fun I make with you, you dead?\u201d Tumble-bug never shake. Anansi run,\nleave the butter an\u2019 the plantain an\u2019 everything, take to the woods for\nit. Tumble-bug wake up an\u2019 eat up the plantain an\u2019 the butter. After\nthat he fly away after Anansi now.\n\nWhen he got in the woods near where Anansi was, he hid himself against\na tree give a sound like a man cutting. Anansi sing out, \u201cWho are you?\u201d\nTumble-bug said, \u201cGentleman servant cutting bread-nut fo\u2019 gentleman\nhorse.\u201d Say, \u201cHear any news?\u201d\u2014\u201cYes.\u201d\u2014\u201cWhat you hear?\u201d\u2014\u201cAnansi kill\nTumble-bug,\u2014life for life!\u201d Anansi start running an\u2019 Tumble-bug after\nhim. He run out to a place call \u2018Dead man country\u2019, get among the dry\ntrash, and that\u2019s where he live ever since.\n\n\n\n\n\n\n36. HORSE AND ANANSI.\n\nAlexander Archibald, Mandeville.\n\n\nAnansi call Horse a go bush cut plantain. When dey cut done, dey carry\nout in de open, dey begin to play stick, lick stick. Den Anansi said,\n\u201cBrar Horse, we hungry now, we don\u2019 have no fire fe roast plantain.\u201d So\nsay to Horse, \u201cGo see fire quite yonder? Go deh, go tak fire come, mak\nwe roast plantain!\u201d Horse fling up him tail on back, gallop, gone.\nMeanwhile him gone, Anansi \u2019trike him tinder-box an buil\u2019 a fire roast\nevery plantain; eat all de plantain, leave only four. Horse gallop away\nan\u2019 kyan\u2019 ketch de fire an\u2019 turn back. Anansi say, \u201cBrar Horse, when\nyou gone, one man pass heah gi\u2019 me fire an\u2019 me roast de plantain; as me\nroas\u2019ee done, one man come beat me an\u2019 tak away de plantain on\u2019y lef\u2019\ndem four heah gi\u2019 me!\u201d So Brar Horse say, \u201cNever min\u2019! you tak two, me\ntak two.\u201d So Horse takee.\n\nDat time Brar Goat go bush kneel down watch Brar Anansi, watch what\ntake place; so de nex\u2019 day, Goat say him will go wid Anansi. Dem two\ngo, dem two cut plantain, an\u2019 dem come out \u2019pon de open an\u2019 dem play.\nSo Anansi said, \u201cBrar Goat, we hungry now an\u2019 we ha\u2019 no fire. See fire\nquite yonder? gallop go get fire an\u2019 come.\u201d Goat gallop, go roun\u2019 clump\nof bush, go kneel down on knee go watch him. Him \u2019trike him tinder-box\nmak a fire, peel ev\u2019ry plantain put a fire. When de plantain roast, he\n\u2019crape ev\u2019ry bit. As him \u2019crapee, Goat get up a come. Goat cut \u2019tick\nan\u2019 him jump one side so him put circle roun\u2019 de fire-side, an\u2019 say to\nAnansi, \u201cPut you han\u2019 in now, sah!\u201d an\u2019 jump de odder side an\u2019 put\ncircle again. So den Anansi begin to beg, an\u2019 Goat tak away eberyt\u2019ing\ndidn\u2019t gib him one!\n\nJack man dory!\n\n\n\n\n\n\n37. ANANSI IN MONKEY COUNTRY.\n\n\na. Bunya.\n\nElizabeth Hilton, Harmony Hall, Cock-pit Country.\n\nAnansi go to Monkey country. Put on a big pot of water an\u2019 tell the\nMonkey when him get in the pot of water, when him say \u201cBunya\u201d, they\nmus\u2019 take him out of the pot of water. When they take him out, they\nmus\u2019 go in. So when he go in the pot of water, as soon as he feel the\nwater hot he say, \u201cBunya.\u201d They take him out. An\u2019 put all of them one\ntime into the pot of water. An\u2019 when them said, \u201cBunya!\u201d Anansi said,\n\u201cNo bunya yet!\u201d An\u2019 said, \u201cBunya!\u201d Anansi said, \u201cNo bunya yet!\u201d Anansi\nwouldn\u2019t take them out until them boil. Anansi take them out an\u2019 eat\nthem.\n\nOne little one lef\u2019 at the top of the pot that the water didn\u2019t scald.\nThat one run go to the next Monkey country an\u2019 tell them the story\nabout Anansi an\u2019 the \u2018bunya.\u2019 When Anansi eat, he start to the other\ncountry, an\u2019 him go there an\u2019 tell the Monkey mus\u2019 put him into the pot\nof water an\u2019 when he say, \u201cBunya,\u201d mus\u2019 take him out. So when Anansi\nfeel the water hot, he say, \u201cBunya!\u201d Monkey say, \u201cNo bunya yet!\u201d Anansi\nsay, \u201cBunya!\u201d Monkey say, \u201cNo bunya yet!\u201d Monkey keep Anansi in that\npot till him kill him.\n\n\n\n\nb. Christen Christen.\n\nAdolphus Iron, Claremont, St. Ann.\n\nOne time hard time ketch Brar Nansi. Him couldn\u2019t get not\u2019ing to eat.\nHim trabble away to Monkey country fe go preach. When him ketch deh,\nhim say, \u201cWell, frien\u2019s, I come here to chris\u2019en, but I chris\u2019en wid a\nlarge oben.\u201d De Monkey, dem glad fe hear. Dem jump an\u2019 buil\u2019 up de\noben. Anansi say, \u201cYou mus\u2019 pack it wid wood an\u2019 light it wid fire.\nWhen it well hot, me will go in first, an\u2019 when you hear me say,\n\u2018Chris\u2019en,\u2019 you mus\u2019 open de door.\u201d De Monkey, dem agree.\n\nDe oben buil\u2019, de oben light, Anansi go in. Anansi holler, \u201cChris\u2019en!\u201d\nDem open de door. Anansi jump out, dem begin jump in. When de las\u2019\nmonkey jump in, Anansi shet de door. Monkey begin holler, \u201cChris\u2019en!\nchris\u2019en!\u201d Anansi say, \u201cNo chris\u2019en yet!\u201d When Anansi t\u2019ink dem a well\nroas\u2019, him open de door. One scorch-side one jump out an\u2019 run fe de\nodder Monkey country an\u2019 tell all wha\u2019 done.\n\nAnansi stan\u2019 deh till him eat off de whole ob de roas\u2019 one dem. Him\ntrabble again till him ketch de odder Monkey country. All was prepare\nto meet him. De scorch-sided one meet him first. Anansi say, \u201cBrar, I\nt\u2019ink I know you!\u201d De Monkey said, \u201cNo, sah, a de firs\u2019 me an\u2019 you buck\nup!\u201d Anansi say, \u201cWell, I come here to chris\u2019en, but I chris\u2019en wid an\noben.\u201d De Monkey, dem buil\u2019 up de oben quicker yet. Anansi say, \u201cI will\ngo in firs\u2019; when you hear I say, \u2018Chris\u2019n!\u2019 you open de do\u2019.\u201d All de\nMonkey say yes. When Anansi feel de fire, him holler, \u201cChris\u2019n,\nchris\u2019n, chris\u2019n!\u201d De Monkey say, \u201cNo chris\u2019n yet!\u201d An\u2019 dey let Anansi\nstay all roas\u2019 till he burst!\n\n\n\n\n\n\n38. CURING THE SICK.\n\n\na. The Fishes.\n\nRennie Macfarlane, Mandeville.\n\nThree little fish pickney mother was sick an\u2019 Anansi said, \u201cIf you\nwant, I get you\u2019 mother better for you!\u201d an the three little fish said,\n\u201cYes!\u201d An\u2019 said, \u201cYou give me a frying-pan an\u2019 some sweet ile, an\u2019 you\nlock up in that room an\u2019 when she better, I let you know.\u201d An\u2019 he fry\nthe fish an\u2019 eat it an\u2019 tell the fish pickney that they can come out\nthe room now. An\u2019 they ask, \u201cWhere is our mother? Did you get her\nbetter?\u201d an\u2019 he said, \u201cNo, I eat her!\u201d an\u2019 the fish run after him an\u2019\nhe run away.\n\nAn\u2019 a mule ask the fish, \u201cDo you want me to catch him for you?\u201d an\u2019\nthey said, \u201cYes!\u201d And the mule said, \u201cGive me those peas that you have\nnow an\u2019 I catch him for you.\u201d An\u2019 the mule go out to Anansi gate an\u2019\nlie down there an\u2019 when Anansi come out, Anansi run up into his belly\nan\u2019 the mule gallop away again. An\u2019 Anansi cry out in the mule\u2019s belly,\n\u201cIf he go to sea-side, stop him; but if he go anywhere else, let him\ngo!\u201d An\u2019 he gallop to the sea-shore an\u2019 give Anansi to the fish.\n\nAn\u2019 he say, \u201cYou know what you do, fish? Put me under the trash an\u2019\nburn me!\u201d An\u2019 when the fish put him under de trash, Anansi run under a\nstone, hide, an\u2019 the fish t\u2019ot he was burn.\n\n\n\n\nb. The Six Children.\n\nGeorge Parkes, Mandeville.\n\nAn old woman had six children, three sons and three daughters. They\ngrew up to be big men and women. They were living near the roadside.\nThe old woman was sick with sore eyes, so the children came out by the\nwayside and began to cry. Hog was passing by, said to them, \u201cWhat\u2019s the\nmatter with you, now?\u201d\u2014\u201cWell, Mr. Hog, our mother became blind and we\ncannot cure it!\u201d\u2014\u201cI can\u2019t do no good, I can\u2019t cure it!\u201d So Hog went\naway. Little after that there was Goat come up. Children were still\ncrying. Goat said, \u201cWhat\u2019s the matter with you, now?\u201d Children said,\n\u201cWell, Mr. Goat, our mother took in with blindness and we cannot cure\nit!\u201d Goat say, \u201cI cannot cure it!\u201d and he went on his way. A little\nafter that Cow came up. \u201cWhat\u2019s the matter with you, now?\u201d\u2014\u201cWell, Mr.\nCow, our mother took in with blindness an\u2019 we cannot cure it!\u201d Cow say,\n\u201cI can\u2019t do no good!\u201d an\u2019 he went on his way. Afterward they heard\nJack-ass galloping come along say, \u201cHee-haw, hee-haw! What\u2019s the matter\nwith you? what\u2019s the matter with you?\u201d The children say, \u201cWell, Mr.\nJack-ass, our mother took in with blindness an\u2019 we cannot cure it!\u201d\nJack-ass say, \u201cI can\u2019t do no good! I can\u2019t do no good! I can\u2019t do no\ngood!\u201d\n\nLittle after that, Anansi come up, hear the children crying, said, \u201cAn\u2019\nw\u2019at de mattah wid you, now?\u201d\u2014\u201cWell, Mr. Anansi, our mother took in\nwith blindness an\u2019 we cannot cure it!\u201d Anansi said, \u201cI can cure it!\u201d He\nsaid, \u201cYou know wha\u2019 you all do? Put a barrel of water in the kitchen,\nget two barrels of white yam put in the kitchen, a pound of butter, a\npound of lard, \u2019nuf meat, an\u2019 put dem in de kitchen, an\u2019 I\u2019ll come back\nanodder day an\u2019 cure it!\u201d So the day appointed he came back an\u2019 said,\n\u201cCarry you mother now an\u2019 put in the kitchen,\u201d an\u2019 said, \u201cI am going to\nshut the door an\u2019 when you heah somet\u2019ing say \u2018fee-e-e-e\u2019, you all mus\u2019\nsay, \u2018T\u2019ank God, mama have a cure!\u2019\u201d\n\nSo Anansi kill the ol\u2019 lady, cook off all the yams an\u2019 flour an\u2019\neveryt\u2019ing, fry up the ol\u2019 lady with the butter an\u2019 the lard. He go\n\u201cfee-e-e-e\u201d an\u2019 the children, hearing that, said, \u201cT\u2019ank God, mama have\na cure! t\u2019ank God, mama have a cure!\u201d Anansi now eat off the ol\u2019 lady\nan\u2019 all the t\u2019ings, take all the bones an\u2019 pack it put at the\nfire-side, an\u2019 come out an\u2019 fasten the door, say that they mus\u2019 not\nopen the door until nine days time. That time, take himself away. On\nthe seventh day, the chil\u2019ren couldn\u2019t bear it no longer, went an\u2019\nburst the door open fin\u2019 all their mother bones at the fire-side.\n\nThey come out, start crying again. Hog pass by, said, \u201cWhat\u2019s the\nmatter with you now?\u201d\u2014\u201cWell, Mr. Hog, Mr. Anansi come heah an\u2019 kill our\nmother an\u2019 we cannot catch him!\u201d Hog said, \u201cI can\u2019t help you!\u201d and went\nhis way. A little after, Goat came up, said, \u201cWhat\u2019 the matter\nnow?\u201d\u2014\u201cWell, Mr. Goat, Mr. Anansi came heah an\u2019 kill our mother eat her\noff an\u2019 we cannot catch him!\u201d\u2014\u201cI can do no good, I can\u2019t catch him!\u201d\nGoat went on his way. Cow came up. \u201cWhat\u2019s the matter with you now?\nwhat\u2019s the matter with you?\u201d\u2014\u201cWell, Mr. Cow, Mr. Anansi come heah an\u2019\nkill our mother an\u2019 eat her off an\u2019 we cannot catch him!\u201d Cow said, \u201cI\ncan\u2019t do no good! I can\u2019t do no good!\u201d an\u2019 he went on his way. A little\nafter, Jack-ass come, say, \u201cHee-haw! what\u2019s the matter with you? what\u2019s\nthe matter with you? what\u2019s the matter with you?\u201d\u2014\u201cWell, Mr. Jack-ass,\nMr. Anansi come heah an\u2019 kill our mother an\u2019 eat her off an\u2019 we can\u2019t\ncatch him!\u201d Jack-ass said, \u201cI will catch de fellah! I will catch de\nfellah! I will catch de fellah!\u201d\n\nJackass went to Anansi gate an\u2019 lay down fawn dead with his belly swell\nup. Anansi come down an\u2019 said, \u201cLawd! dat\u2019s a lot me bwoy meet up\nt\u2019-day!\u201d An\u2019 said, \u201cMe wife, bring de big pot an\u2019 de big bowl an\u2019 de\nbig yabba [37] an\u2019 de big knife!\u201d So when it come, Anansi cut Jack-ass\nunder the belly, put his han\u2019 t\u2019ru the cut. He full the big pot with\nthe fat, and the big bowl, an\u2019 shove his han\u2019 now to fill yabba, clear\nto his shoulder. Jack-ass hol\u2019 him. He said, \u201cBr\u2019er Jack-ass, me no\nt\u2019ink you dead!\u201d [38] an\u2019 said, \u201cA little fun me mak wid you, no mean\ni\u2019!\u201d Jack-ass say, \u201cFun or no fun, come we go!\u201d an\u2019 Jack-ass get up,\ngallop straight to the children yard. An\u2019 they make up a big fire an\u2019\nput Anansi in an\u2019 bu\u2019n him an\u2019 bu\u2019n him till him belly burst!\n\n\n\n\n\n\n39. ANANSI, WHITE-BELLY AND FISH.\n\nMrs. Ramtalli, Maggotty.\n\n\nAnansi is accustomed to lie in the sun every morning watching the birds\ngoing to feed. One day he said to White-belly, \u201cBrar White-belly, whe\u2019\nyou go to feed eb\u2019ry day? tek me wid you.\u201d So White-belly promised on\ncondition that he would behave himself. He fitted him out with a pair\nof wings to fly, and they went to the feeding-trees. These overhung a\nriver. Every tree White-belly went on, Anansi said, \u201cA fe me tree dat!\u201d\nand White-belly went away to another. Anansi eat so much that he fell\nfast asleep. White-belly got annoyed. When Anansi was sleeping, he went\nand took off the false wings. Anansi turned in his sleep and fell into\nthe river.\n\nThe Fish picked him up and took him to their home. He said, \u201cCousin\nFish, no eat me!\u201d\u2014\u201cIf we are \u2018cousin\u2019 we wi\u2019 see!\u201d Fish boiled some hot\nrice-pop. Anansi said, \u201cIt no hot enough! putee in the sun mekee hot\nmore!\u201d When he thought it was quite cooled off, put it to his head,\nnever stopped drinking until it was finished. Then Fish say, \u201cYes, me\ncousin fe trew!\u201d\n\nIt was getting night and Fish told him to remain over until next day.\nFish had a barrel of eggs in the kitchen. Anansi wanted to eat them\noff, asked Fish to make his bed in the kitchen for the night. He\npoached all the eggs in the ashes, left one, and they went \u2018pop!\u2019 The\npickney say, \u201cA wha\u2019 stranger man a do deh?\u201d The Fish mother said,\n\u201cHave manners, pickney! Let you cousin prosper.\u201d Morning dawn, the\nmother sent the children to bring the eggs to her to count them. Anansi\nsaid, \u201cMek the child\u2019ren keep quiet; me wi\u2019 work!\u201d and he took the one\negg, took it to the mother Fish. Each time she marked it he would wipe\nit off, take back the same egg, until he had taken the whole barrel\nfull.\n\nAfter that, he said he wanted to go. Fish said to two of the children,\n\u201cMe son, get the canoe an\u2019 tek you cousin over the river.\u201d It was\nlooking very breezy and rainy. When they got half way across, Fish\nbawled out at the top of her voice, \u201cBring stranger man back he-e-ah!\nfe he eat off all me eggs; only one is heah!\u201d The children say, \u201cWha\u2019\nma say?\u201d Anansi said, \u201cYou ma say you mus\u2019 row quickly, squall ahead!\u201d\nThe children rowed across. Anansi took them up, put them in his bag and\ntook them home, eat them. And from that day, fishes are eaten!\n\n\n\n\n\n\n40. GOAT\u2019S ESCAPE.\n\n\na. The Rain.\n\nRichard Pottinger, Claremont, St. Ann.\n\nAnansi and Goat have a little quarrel. Anansi said to Goat, \u201cBrar Goat,\nI gwine ketch you!\u201d Goat say, \u201cYou never live, me frien\u2019, to ketch me!\u201d\nGoat \u2019fraid fe rain. So one moist night Goat was coming from his field\nhad to pass Anansi\u2019s house, drizzle drizzle rain fall; Brar Goat have\nto run up Anansi\u2019s house.\u2014\u201cCome in, me frien\u2019!\u201d Goat go in. Anansi step\nin a room tak out him fiddle:\u2014\n\n\n \u201cMe t\u2019ank Brar Rain\n Fe run wil\u2019 meat from bush\n Come a house.\u201d\n\n\nGoat didn\u2019t like it, keep to de door-way. Anansi not notice him, only\nplaying de same song. Goat jump down de bottom door Anansi cut after\nhim. Goat can\u2019t cross river, run to de river-side turn a white little\nstone. Dog see, de odder side of de river, when Goat turned a little\nstone. Anansi run up de river now.\u2014\u201cBrar Dog, see Brar Goat\npass?\u201d\u2014\u201cYes, Brar! see one little stone a river-side deh? takee up\nt\u2019rowee, I show you whe\u2019 him deh.\u201d Anansi tak up de stone, t\u2019row it de\nodder side, give Brar Dog. Goat drop on him four feet. Anansi say,\n\u201cLuck in me han\u2019 an\u2019 it get \u2019way!\u201d\n\n\n\n\nb. The Dance (1).\n\nElizabeth Hilton, Harmony Hall, Cock-pit country.\n\nAssono [39] an\u2019 Anansi make a dance and invite Goat and Dog to the\ndance. Anansi make bargain with Assono that when Goat an\u2019 Dog come in,\nhe mus\u2019 sit down at one door an\u2019 Anansi at the other. Assono sing,\n(repeat three times)\u2014\n\n\n \u201cI sit down a me house deh fe dey come!\u201d\n\n\nSo Anansi sing,\n\n\n \u201cWhe\u2019 me been tell you!\u201d\n\n\nDog sing,\n\n\n \u201cThe somebody kyan\u2019t run, you no hearie?\u201d\n\n\nGoat sing,\n\n\n \u201cI kyan\u2019t run, but I cunnie do!\u201d\n\n\nAnansi say to him, \u201cBrar Goat, you no play de fiddle good! mak me tak\nde fiddle stan\u2019 \u2019pon de do\u2019mat play better.\u201d That time he gone to shut\nthe door, Dog and Goat run thru\u2019 the other door before Assono catch\nthem. Assono an\u2019 Anansi run after them an\u2019 get to a big river. Dog can\nswim an\u2019 Goat kyan\u2019t swim, so Dog swim over the river an\u2019 lef\u2019 Goat.\nGoat turn a big rock an\u2019 lie by the roadside. Dog say to Anansi, \u201cBrar\nAnansi, tak a rock-stone, lick me down an\u2019 I wi\u2019 stay mak you come pick\nme up!\u201d Anansi tak a big rock so an\u2019 fling over the river. Goat get up\nan\u2019 holla \u201cBaa-a-a-a!\u201d Assono so vex with Anansi that he eat him up\nsame place.\n\n\n\n\nb. The Dance (2).\n\nAlfred Williams, Maroon Town.\n\nHanansi give a dance, invite any amount of company, an\u2019, de night,\neverbody come. He invite Brar Goat, an\u2019 when him come, Brar Goat stay\noutside on de landing, an\u2019 Brar Hanansi inside say him gwine to play,\nan\u2019 he play,\n\n\n Meat a da me yard, Meat, come see me. Meat a da me yard, Meat,\n come see me. Meat a da me yard, Meat, come see me. Meat a da me\n yard, Meat, come see me.\n\n\nBrar Goat den dance. When he dance he holla,\n\n\n You no have-y a han\u2019 you no sure of it, You no have-y a han\u2019 you\n no sure of it, You no have-y a han\u2019 you no sure of it, You no\n have-y a han\u2019 you no sure of it.\n\n\n\n\n\n\n41. TURTLE\u2019S ESCAPE.\n\nHenry Spence, Bog, Westmoreland.\n\n\nTurtle fool Anansi one day. Anansi go out one day an\u2019 him catch one\nturtle,\u2014quite glad of de turtle! So when he go home, Turtle know Anansi\ngwine eat him an\u2019 said to Anansi, \u201cBrar Anansi, you know me fat? When\nyou put me on, as de water boil up you tak me off, \u2019cause fat will\nmash.\u201d So when de water get warm, him blow him nose mak de water boil\nup. Anansi get frightened, said de turtle wi\u2019 mash! So he lay him down\nat de pan-side let de fat cool so him no mash. Turtle run away in de\npond. Anansi lose him dinner.\n\n\n\n\n\n\n42. FIRE AND ANANSI.\n\nHenry Spence, Bog, Westmoreland.\n\n\nAnansi an\u2019 Fire were good frien\u2019. So Anansi come an\u2019 see Fire an\u2019 dey\nhad dinner. So he invite Fire fe come see him now. So Fire tell him he\nkyan\u2019t walk. So Fire tell him from him house him mus\u2019 lay path dry\nbush, an\u2019 him walk on top of dry bush. Anansi married to Ground Dove.\nGround Dove tell him no, he mustn\u2019t invite Fire; him wi\u2019 bu\u2019n him house\nan\u2019 bu\u2019n out himself. Anansi wouldn\u2019t hear what him wife say, an\u2019 he\nlaid de trash on. An\u2019 Fire bu\u2019n from him house, an\u2019 when he come near\nAnansi house he mak a big jump, bu\u2019n Anansi, bu\u2019n him house, bu\u2019n\neb\u2019ryt\u2019ing but him wife. Fire fool Anansi!\n\n\n\n\n\n\n43. QUIT-QUIT AND ANANSI.\n\n\na. Tailors and Fiddlers.\n\nDavid Roach, Lacovia.\n\nAnansi and Lizard go to a ball. Anansi is a fiddler, Lizard is a\ntailor. Quit-quit was the fiddler. Anansi was playing, \u201ctum, tum, tum\u201d\nand all the girls were going round Brar Quit-quit. So Anansi play, \u201cMe\nnyam-nyam taya!\u201d an\u2019 it please the people. All love taya; all the girls\ncrowded round Brar Anansi. Brar Quit-quit says, \u201cTaya no somet\u2019ing!\u201d\nThen Anansi comes in with his music\u2014\u201cMe nyam de somet\u2019ing! If taya no\nsomet\u2019ing, whe\u2019 are de somet\u2019ing?\u201d\n\nBrar Anansi said mus\u2019 mak a suit of clo\u2019es for him that kyan\u2019t match.\nBrar Quit-quit tell him mus\u2019 mak a suit out of maggot-fly. An\u2019 after\nthe ball they went to dinner an\u2019 when the maggot-fly smell the meat,\nthey run off leave him naked.\n\n\n\n\nb. Fiddlers.\n\nHenry Spence, Bog, Westmoreland.\n\nAnansi and Tiger bot\u2019 of dem are fiddler an\u2019 go play fe de king ball.\nSo Tiger could play more dan Anansi. So de king say de man could play\nde best would get married to de king daughter. Dem had dinner after de\nball, so after dem play, play, play, Anansi find Tiger playing more dan\nhim, so de lady more cleave to Tiger. So Anansi whisper to Tiger, say\nTiger mus\u2019 play,\n\n\n Nyam nyam no not\u2019ing!\n\n\nAs he commence play, de lady say de meaning \u201cBelly-feed no not\u2019ing, but\nmus\u2019 somet\u2019ing!\u201d So Anansi set him fiddle, play,\n\n\n Bittle no somet\u2019ing, what is somet\u2019ing?\n\n\nDe lady cleave to Anansi an\u2019 drive away Tiger.\n\n\n\n\n\n\n44. SPIDER MARRIES MONKEY\u2019S DAUGHTER.\n\nMay Ford, Newmarket.\n\n\nBredder Monkey had a daughter whom Bredder Spider wanted to marry.\nMonkey didn\u2019t want Bredder Spider to marry his daughter as he thought\nBredder Spider was too fast and beneath him; he only kept Bredder\nSpider company as he thought him useful to him. So he jump to Bredder\nGreen-lizard and said, \u201cBredder Green-lizard, what you think of such\ncheek? Fancy! Bredder Spider want to marry me daughter! I don\u2019t want to\nhurt his feelings as he is useful to us, so help me to get out of it.\u201d\nSo Bredder Green-Lizard say, \u201cI tell you a way, man. Call her \u2018Miss\nNennan-kennan-wid-a-turn-down-gown\u2019 and whoever guess her name marry\nher, for Bredder Spider never can guess that!\u201d So Bredder Lizard went\ndirec\u2019 an\u2019 tell Bredder Spider, \u201cWhen dey call you all up to ax Bredder\nMonkey daughter name, you fe say, \u2018Miss\nNennen-kennan-wid-a-turn-down-gown\u2019.\u201d So Bredder Monkey send out word\nto all the gentlemen who want to marry his daughter to come and guess\nher name. Not one could tell her name till when he catch to Bredder\nSpider, Bredder Spider say, \u201cMiss Nennen-kennen-wid-a-turn-down-gown.\u201d\nSo Bredder Spider got Bredder Monkey daughter an\u2019 marry her.\n\nSo when Bredder Spider wife had a baby, she left Bredder Spider put the\npickney to bed while she go to pond. When Bredder Spider think wife\ngone, him start to sing,\n\n\n \u201cHush, me pickney, hush me baby,\n A me cunnie mak me get yo\u2019 mama!\u201d\n\n\nSpider wife turn back an\u2019 say, \u201cA what a dat you sing?\u201d Spider say, \u201cMe\nonly sing,\n\n\n \u2018Hush, me pickney! hush, me baby!\n It\u2019s a good t\u2019ing marry yo\u2019 mama?\u2019\u201d\n\n\nBredder Monkey been a come see him an\u2019 hear what Bredder Spider\nsinging. Bredder Monkey say, \u201cWa\u2019 so you get me daughter!\u201d an\u2019 grab\naway the baby an\u2019 kill Spider. And as him kill Spider the pickney drop\nout his hand dead.\n\nSo never kill a Spider, as whatever you have in hand will be sure to\nbreak.\n\n\n\n\n\n\n45. THE CHAIN OF VICTIMS.\n\nRichard Morgan, Santa Cruz Mountains.\n\n\nHanansi saw Brar Hog an\u2019 said, \u201cBrar Hog, lend me a dollar, to-morrow,\ntwelve o\u2019clock, come fe it.\u201d An\u2019 saw Brar Dog an\u2019 said, \u201cBrar Dog, len\u2019\nme a dollar, to-morrow, twelve o\u2019clock, come fe it.\u201d An\u2019 saw Brar\nMonkey an\u2019 say, \u201cBrar Monkey, len\u2019 me a dollar, to-morrow, twelve\no\u2019clock, come fe it.\u201d An\u2019 saw Brar Tiger an\u2019 said, \u201cBrar Tiger, len\u2019 me\na dollar, to-morrow, twelve o\u2019clock, come fe it. An saw Brar Lion an\u2019\nsay, \u201cLen\u2019 me a dollar, to-morrow, twelve o\u2019clock, come fe it.\u201d\n\nNex\u2019 day hear some one knock at de door. Hanansi said, \u201cWho come\ndeah?\u201d\u2014\u201cMe, Brar Hog.\u201d An\u2019 he say, \u201cCome in.\u201d He an\u2019 Hog stay dere\ntalkin\u2019 an\u2019 hear anodder knockin\u2019. An\u2019 say, \u201cWho come deah?\u201d\u2014\u201cMe, Brar\nDog.\u201d He say, \u201cBrar Hog, you run go in dat room, fe Dog too bad; if him\ncatch you him are goin\u2019 to kill you!\u201d Dog come in. Him stay dere\ntalkin\u2019 until hear anodder knock an\u2019 said, \u201cWho come deah?\u201d\u2014\u201cMe, Brar\nMonkey.\u201d An\u2019 say, \u201cCome in\u201d; an\u2019 say, \u201cBrar Dog, you run go in dat room\ndere an\u2019 when you go you see Brar Hog un\u2019er de bed, kill him.\u201d Him an\u2019\nMonkey talk till Tiger come knock at de door, an\u2019 Hanansi say, \u201cWho\nknock deah?\u201d\u2014\u201cMe, Brar Tiger.\u201d An\u2019 say, \u201cBrar Monkey, run go in dat\nroom hide or Tiger ketch you!\u201d When Brar Tiger come in, him an\u2019 Hanansi\ndeh talkin\u2019 till he hear anodder knock. An\u2019 say, \u201cWho come deah?\u201d\u2014\u201cBrar\nLion.\u201d An\u2019 say, \u201cBrar Tiger, you run go in dat room deh; you see Brar\nMonkey, kill him!\u201d So as Lion come in he tell Brar Lion, \u201cLook heah!\nhave plenty o\u2019 meat. Brar Tiger gone in dere; you gwine go kill him!\u201d\nLion went in an\u2019 kill Tiger. Me\u2019while de Lion kill Tiger, Hanansi go\nout de kitchen door dig one deep hole an\u2019 ca\u2019 say, \u201cBrar Lion, run come\nheah! We go put on little hot water fe clean up doze fellah!\u201d As Lion\njump out of de house, feel so glad, gallop on to de kitchen, he got\ndown in de hole an bre\u2019k his neck. So Hanansi said, \u201cYou brute! look\nhow much money I borrow from you, an\u2019 I have all yo\u2019 bone to crack\nt\u2019-night!\u201d\n\n\n\n\n\n\n46. WHY TUMBLE-BUG ROLLS IN THE DUNG.\n\nWilliam Forbes, Dry River, Cock-pit country.\n\n\nDeh was Mr. Anansi and Tumble-bug. Deh was a young lady, was de king\ndaughter. Her fader said who come wid a jar of money will get dat young\nlady to marry. Tumble-bug get a jar of money. Anansi get a jar an\u2019\ncouldn\u2019t get no money to put in it, get some cow dung an\u2019 some horse\ndung fill up de jar. And after dem was going up to de young lady, dem\nketch to a shop. And de two jar favor one anodder. An\u2019 Anansi said,\n\u201cBrar Tumble-bug, let we go in de shop go get a drink.\u201d An\u2019 Anansi\nsaid, \u201cMus\u2019 buy a bread come,\u201d an\u2019 as he come out, him tak up\nTumble-bug jar and lef\u2019 fe him jar. An\u2019 Tumble-bug tak up Anansi jar.\nAnd when dem go up to de young lady in de king yard, Anansi said,\n\u201cMassa, mus\u2019 bring a clean sheet go t\u2019row out money out of jar!\u201d An\u2019 he\nt\u2019row out money\u2014wa-a-a-a-a! An\u2019 as Tumble-bug t\u2019row, him t\u2019row out\nhorse-dung an\u2019 cow-dung.\n\nAnansi said, \u201cTak it up, tak it up, tak it up, you nasty fellow, carry\nout de missis yard!\u201d Dat is why you see Tumble-bug roll in filth to-day\nto-day. [40]\n\n\n\n\n\n\n47. WHY JOHN-CROW HAS A BALD HEAD.\n\n\na. The Baptism.\n\nMargaret Brown, St. Anne\u2019s Bay.\n\nAnansi always has a grudge wid John-crow; he say whenever he make his\nnest, de Crow fly on it an\u2019 catch it up an\u2019 he never can make his nest,\nso he have a hatred for Crow. He say he was going to married and he was\ngoing to invite no one but Crow. An\u2019 he have a big dinner an\u2019 no one\nwas at de table but Crow. So after de eat an\u2019 drink done, he said he\nwas going to have a baptism but he don\u2019t baptize wid not\u2019ing but\nboiling water. So after de water\u2019s boiling, he took it off an\u2019 order\nCrow to sit round de copper an\u2019 so he dip ev\u2019ry one head into de water,\nan\u2019 dat why Crow have bald-head to-day.\n\n\n\n\nb. The Dance.\n\nHenry Spence, Bog, Westmoreland.\n\nAnansi and John Crow had a ball one night, so dey fin\u2019 dinner de night\nfe all de dancer. John Crow a great \u2019tepper, can \u2019tep better\u2019n Anansi.\nSo as Anansi fin\u2019 John Crow can dance neater dan him, he get bex. So\nafter de dinner de pop was hot, so he said to John Crow him mus\u2019 dance\nup to de pop. So jus\u2019 to get rid of John Crow de night, he got a ladle\nan\u2019 dash on John Crow wid de hot pop right up on de head, an\u2019 all John\nCrow head \u2019trip off. All de John Crow in dis worl\u2019 never have ne feder\nupon i\u2019 head heah; Anansi bu\u2019n \u2019em off wid hot pop.\n\n\n\n\n\n\n48. WHY DOG IS ALWAYS LOOKING.\n\nMoses Hendricks, Mandeville.\n\n\nAnansi and Dog were friends. They wanted to go into cultivation, so\nboth of them went out in search of good lands to rent. They came across\na nice bit of land. Anansi fell in love with the spot; Dog fell in love\nwith the spot too. Anansi said to Dog he remembered when he was a\nlittle boy his father planted yams on that very spot of land,\u2014\u201cAn\u2019 the\nyams did bear.\u201d Dog said, \u201cHow they bear big?\u201d Anansi said, \u201cBrar Dog,\nthey bear big, they bear big like me leg!\u201d (Anansi\u2019s leg is jus\u2019 like a\nthread!) Brar Dog say, \u201cBefore I work an\u2019 plant yam, an\u2019 the yam not\nbigger than you leg, I sooner walk round an\u2019 look!\u201d That\u2019s the reason\nwhy, when you\u2019re eating, a dog \u2019sure to be looking at you.\n\n\n\n\n\n\n49. WHY ROCKS AT THE RIVER ARE COVERED WITH MOSS.\n\nSarah Vassel, Bog, Westmoreland.\n\n\nAnansi was gwine out one day an\u2019 he stop a ribber-side a-eatin\u2019. A\nrock-stone beg him, an\u2019 wouldn\u2019t gi\u2019 him none. After eat done, wan\u2019 to\nget up; rock-stone hol\u2019 him an\u2019 he couldn\u2019t get up. An\u2019 began to bawl.\nA man was coming pas\u2019 same time an\u2019 ask him, \u201cBredder Anansi, who been\na cry heah?\u201d Anansi said, \u201cDon\u2019 know!\u201d An\u2019 de man go inside de bush, go\nhide. Anansi holla, an\u2019 he come out an\u2019 he catch him by his two han\u2019\nan\u2019 draw him right up. Half a him \u2019kin lef\u2019 on de stone. Moss a grow\nupon rock-stone a ribber-side, Anansi skin a grow deah.\n\n\n\n\n\n\n50. WHY GROUND-DOVE COMPLAINS.\n\nSimeon Falconer, Santa Cruz Mountains.\n\n\nTiger planting corn, and birds and everyt\u2019ing destroying de corn, so\nhim get Dove to help him fe watch who is destroying de corn. So after\ndey sit up de whole night fo\u2019 to watch de corn, next day Tiger him go\nsleep. Bredder Dove go back in de day now and destroy de corn. So de\nnex\u2019 day, Tiger went in de day and dodge in de ground. Bredder Dove\nhave a gang, an\u2019 Tiger were slap him on de ears and he sing out, \u201cMe\nears! me ears! me ears!\u201d An\u2019 from dat day to dis de dove singing, \u201cMe\nears!\u201d\n\n\n\n\n\n\n51. WHY HOG IS ALWAYS GRUNTING.\n\nNorman Hilton, Harmony Hall.\n\n\nBrar Hog and Brar Dog live close by river-side, so Brar Dog said to\nBrar Hog, \u201cCome! we get a bathe!\u201d Brar Hog said yes, so Brar Hog took\noff his mout\u2019 and Brar Dog an\u2019 Brar Hog jump in the water. Brar Dog\nsaid to Brar Hog, \u201cCome! let us see who can dive longer than the\nother.\u201d So two of them dive underneath the water. Brar Dog come up,\njump out of the water, take Brar Hog mout\u2019 and went away with it. When\nBrar Hog come out of the water, searching for his mout\u2019 and couldn\u2019t\nfin\u2019 it, an\u2019 said, \u201cHumph! Brar Dog tak a me mout\u2019!\u201d That\u2019s why Brar\nHog always grunting.\n\n\n\n\n\n\n52. WHY TOAD CROAKS.\n\nRichard Morgan, Santa Cruz Mountains.\n\n\nOne man got a darter. He said, \u201cGot one cotton tree; de man cut dat\ncotton tree, he marry to me darter.\u201d Every man go cut, soon dey cut de\nchip fasten back; so dem couldn\u2019t get de girl to marry. Toad said him\ngo fall him. Toad full in pocket a hashes an\u2019 every chop him chop him\nfling de hashes upon de tree when de chip fly, and \u2019ey kyan\u2019t fasten.\nSo Toad do an\u2019 do till he fell de cotton tree.\n\nDe master hab a long barbecue an\u2019 tell him say, \u201cNow you mus\u2019 go down\ndere and \u2019trip yo\u2019self an\u2019 I wi\u2019 pour on de water to let you skin.\u201d All\ndis time one big pot hot water on de fire boil up, so dem turn over de\npot o\u2019 hot water an\u2019 say, \u201cBrar Toad, water come! tak you rubbin\u2019\nclot\u2019.\u201d An\u2019 Toad jump in wild pine; up to dis day, ev\u2019ry night you hear\nhim cry out, \u201cKwoka soaka!\u201d\n\n\n\n\n\n\n53. WHY WOODPECKER BORES WOOD.\n\nSamuel Wright, Maroon Town, Cock-pit country.\n\n\nThere was a bird name of Woodpecker promise his mother to bury him into\na stone, an\u2019 go all about an\u2019 tell all his frien\u2019 dat him gwine to bury\nhim mother into a stone. An\u2019 de mother was poorly unto death an\u2019 he\nwent to go an\u2019 bore a stone, an\u2019 he turn back an\u2019 said, \u201cMother, I try\nthe stone but I can\u2019t bore it. I\u2019ll bury you into a wood.\u201d An\u2019 he bore\nde wood. An\u2019 after de death of his mother, he buried him into a wood.\nThat is the reason the wood-pecker bore the wood.\n\n\n\n\n\n\n54. WHY CRAB IS AFRAID AFTER DARK.\n\nRichard Morgan, Santa Cruz Mountains.\n\n\nCrab go to God to gi\u2019 him head. God tell him he mus\u2019 go back, \u201cTomorrow\ncome, I will give you head.\u201d After Crab gwine home, he rej\u2019ice into\nhim, he singin\u2019,\n\n\n \u201cT\u2019ank God, tomorrow God a\u2019mighty gi\u2019 me head!\n T\u2019ank God, tomorrow God a\u2019mighty gi\u2019 me head!\u201d\n\n\nHe dance until he muddy de water. Nex\u2019 day he went to God a\u2019mighty fe\nget head. God tell him say, \u201cStop! after you don\u2019 get head yet you go\nan\u2019 muddy water; den if you get head you will do worse. So you mus\u2019\ncarry your head upon your shoulder all de days of you life.\u201d So when\nCrab returning home, when him ketch Orange Bay [41] an\u2019 stan\u2019 der call\nDaniel name, said him wouldn\u2019t trust a shadder after dark, for him\ndon\u2019t know when dey pick him up t\u2019row him into his basket.\n\n\n\n\n\n\n55. WHY MICE ARE NO BIGGER.\n\nRichard Morgan, Santa Cruz Mountains.\n\n\nDeh is a man de name of Robin Mice-rat gwine to his uncle house. Him\nan\u2019 de uncle stay dere in dark de whole time. When him gwine away, he\ntell de uncle good-by an\u2019 tak a stick an\u2019 he lick \u2019e uncle. At dis time\nhe went to our Savior an\u2019 said he want to turn big man, so de Savior\ntell him say if he wan\u2019 to turn big man he mus\u2019 go an\u2019 kill his oldest\nuncle. So, as he never died, he went back de nex\u2019 night. So him an\u2019 his\nuncle talking an\u2019 his uncle said to him, \u201cDat fellow Robin come here\nlas\u2019 night; when him gwine away, tak a stick an\u2019 lick me in de head.\nBut, me pickney, if a heah (pointing to the temple) him ketch me, de\nfellow would a got me.\u201d So as de uncle show him de place, as him get\nup, meet his uncle at de said place, kill him \u2019tiff dead.\n\nNex\u2019 day he went to his Savior fe let him turn big man. De Savior said\nto him, \u201cYou little bit of man go kill you\u2019 oldest uncle, den if me let\nyou turn bigger you will do worse!\u201d So from dat day das de reason let\nyou see mice don\u2019t bigger to dis day.\n\n\n\n\n\n\n56. RAT\u2019S WEDDING.\n\nThomas Williams, Harmony Hall, Cock-pit country.\n\n\nRat got married, an\u2019 dere was rice and peas provide for de helping of\nfood fe de dinner. It was so richly cook an\u2019 so much dat it get burn.\nSo Rat remember dat de rice burn in de pot, an\u2019 Rat like \u2019crapin\u2019, an\u2019\nwhile he was goin\u2019 home wid his wife in de way, when he get part way he\nsaid to her, \u201cI forget somet\u2019ing very valuable in de wedding house,\nhave to go back fe it!\u201d She said yes, an\u2019 put out de buggy on de\nwater-table [42] an\u2019 run back to de wedding house, never went in where\neverybody in de house merrying himself, went to de kitchen. So de pot\nwid de bu\u2019n rice was lean up by de side of de wall. So de force he go\nto de pot wid trouble de pot, [43] an\u2019 de pot, \u2019stead of rolling away,\ntu\u2019n over cover him underneat\u2019. An\u2019 when he fin\u2019 dat he couldn\u2019t come\nout, he said, \u201cChut! what about dat? I wouldn\u2019t give a biscuit fe a man\nwho kyan\u2019t lose his night rest!\u201d and he begin to \u2019crape bu\u2019nt part\nkur-ur-rup krup krup krup.\n\nHis wife calling now, \u201cMr. Rat! Mr. Rat!\u201d\u2014\u201cMe head fasten in pot o!\u201d\nTu\u2019n back \u2019crape \u2019crape. So de cook hear de noise and went out in de\nkitchen, find it was Rat underneat\u2019 de pot an\u2019 call out fe help. An\u2019\ncome out lift up de pot an\u2019 kill him. Dat\u2019s why so many widows in de\nworld, because dere husband died and left \u2019em.\n\n\n\n\n\n\n57. COCKROACH STORIES.\n\n\na. Cock\u2019s Breakfast.\n\nRichard Morgan, Santa Cruz Mountains.\n\nOne day Cockroach said to Cock, \u201cBrar Cock, get little breakfas\u2019 so I\nwill come an\u2019 have breakfas\u2019 wid you.\u201d Cock said yes. Cockroach come,\nCockroach eat. When he done \u2019e said, \u201cBrar Cock, when you know time my\nbreakfas\u2019 ready, come.\u201d Cock said, \u201cHow mus\u2019 I know?\u201d Cockroach said,\n\u201cI wi\u2019 gi\u2019 you a sign. When you hear I mak noise, don\u2019 come; but when\nyou hear I stay still in de yard, you mus\u2019 come.\u201d When Cock go, he\ndidn\u2019t fin\u2019 Cockroach. Cock return back to his yard. Secon\u2019 day,\nCockroach come an\u2019 say, \u201cO Brar Cock! from I lef\u2019 you heah, pain all\nover my skin so I go an\u2019 lie down, I couldn\u2019t look a t\u2019ing; but t\u2019-day\nyou can come.\u201d Cock do de same, go to de yard, didn\u2019t fin\u2019 him, return\nback. When he ketch half way, he hear in Cockroach house,\n\n\n \u201cRing a ting ting,\n Me know nigger fe nigger!\u201d\n\n\nCock tak time, tip on him toe. An\u2019 go long to one gourd, he hear\nCockroach in a de gourd. An\u2019 Cock tak him bill, lick him at de gourd.\nCockroach run out. Cock pick him up an\u2019 swaller him. So from dat day,\nnot a cockroach walk a fowl yard any more. [44]\n\n\n\n\nb. Feigning Sick. (1)\n\nEliza Wright, Maroon Town, Cock-pit country.\n\nCockroach an\u2019 Fowl, de two of dem keep house, an\u2019 de two of dem mak up\nto plant de groun\u2019. An\u2019 ev\u2019ry day Fowl ready fe go plant de groun\u2019,\nCockroach fawn sick in bed. An\u2019 Fowl get up an\u2019 do everyt\u2019ing in de\nhouse an\u2019 get Cockroach breakfas\u2019 an\u2019 bile it an\u2019 put it up, an\u2019 he go\nplant de groun\u2019. An\u2019 when he catch part of de way, Cockroach come out\nof bed an\u2019 boil him breakfas\u2019, an\u2019 he didn\u2019t eat what Fowl left fe him,\nhe fawn sick. An\u2019 he took up him fiddle an\u2019 sit down an\u2019 play now,\n\n\n \u201cBrar Fowl, I mak you plan\u2019 a groun\u2019!\n Cro-co-ty.\n Brar Fowl, I mak you plan\u2019 a groun\u2019!\n Cro-co-ty!\u201d\n\n\nSo one day when Fowl go out, he go half way an\u2019 put down de plant an\u2019\ndodge him. Cockroach tak him fiddle an\u2019 play again,\n\n\n \u201cBrar Fowl, I mak you plan\u2019 a groun\u2019!\n Cro-co-ty.\n Brar Fowl, I mak you plan\u2019 a groun\u2019!\n Cro-co-ty.\u201d\n\n\nAn\u2019 Fowl run in an\u2019 pick him up an\u2019 swaller him, an\u2019 from dat day,\nCockroach, if he ever so drunk, won\u2019t walk a fowl yard.\n\n\n\n\nb. Feigning Sick. (2)\n\nGeorge Barrett, Maroon Town, Cock-pit country.\n\nOne day Anansi an\u2019 Cockroach make a bargain to give a day in groun\u2019\nweed grass. Anansi was to go wid Cockroach to weed grass. De day fe him\nto go he sick, have fever. When Cockroach come, Anansi say he got\nfever. When Cockroach gone, he began to sing,\n\n\n \u201cGroun\u2019 too far!\n Rikity.\n Groun\u2019 too far!\n Rikity.\u201d\n\n\nCockroach turn back, say, \u201cYou want to mak me a fool!\u201d Anansi say, \u201cOh,\nno, no! fever!\u201d\n\n\n\n\nc. The Drum.\n\nMrs. Matilda Hall, Harmony Hall.\n\nOnce there is Dog, Monkey, Tiger, Puss and Cockroach. So Christmas\ncoming and hear them playing all about music and them has none. An\u2019\nsaid, \u201cWe have to make up to make a drum now, then how will we manage?\u201d\nSo they says, \u201cThe only way, we have to cut a little little of our skin\nto make a drum.\u201d The Roach said, \u201cI have none\u201d, so them drive him out\nof the company and he got into a banana tree to live; then he turned\nround to them and said, \u201cI first will play that drum!\u201d\u2014\u201cHow will you\nget it to play?\u201d them ask him, an\u2019 said, \u201cI first will play it!\u201d\n\nWell, them fit up the drum now with the skin, hang it up to get cure.\nSo Christmas eve fall now. Then going to the market to buy up all them\nthings, catch about three quarter of a mile they heard the drum\nplaying, said, \u201cBiddy bwoy! who playing our drum?\u201d So it is Roach took\ndown the drum, put it between his feet and began to play;\n\n\n \u201cKelly money better kelly better,\n Kelly money better kelly better,\n Tira coota na tira ding ding,\n Tira coota na tira ding ding!\u201d\n\n\nis the Roach singing. The Puss come see him and kill him, and Puss eat\nRoach until this day.\n\n\n\n\n\n\n58. HUNTER, GUINEA-HEN AND FISH.\n\nThomas Williams, Harmony Hall, Cock-pit country.\n\n\nHunter always hunting an\u2019 he meet up a spendid piece of land, rich\nland, and he t\u2019ink to cultivate it an\u2019 he begin same day cut bush.\nPiece of land is Guinea-hen feeding-ground. Guinea-hen come out at\nnight,\u2014Guinea-hen don\u2019 walk in de day. \u201cMassa is good, know dis is my\nfeedin\u2019 ground an\u2019 begin to clean it so I can get my pullin\u2019 clear! Let\nme help myself.\u201d Make a little chopping himself too.\n\nOl\u2019 man coming in de morning. \u201cHi! t\u2019ankful! I commence work yesterday,\ndo somet\u2019ing good an\u2019 massa help me!\u201d Start to do a little himself\n\u2019side what he do first day. T\u2019ird day come, he burn what he cut, an\u2019\nGuinea-hen burn dere too. Ol\u2019 man come in morning say, \u201cHi! t\u2019ankful!\nmassa burn de balance!\u201d Begun to clean up. Guinea-hen come de night,\ngive t\u2019anks an\u2019 clean up de balance of what de ol\u2019 man lef\u2019.\n\nNex\u2019 day, ol\u2019 man t\u2019ankful, begun to plant peas an\u2019 corn. Guinea-hen\ncome in night, say, \u201cMassa is good! I don\u2019 need to plant any\u201d, begin to\neat dat which de ol\u2019 man plant. Ol\u2019 man come in de morning see de\ndamage, say, \u201cHi! what insec\u2019 do dis?\u201d Plant some more.\n\nGo on so until de peas begin to ripe\u2014about eight weeks. Ol\u2019 man say,\n\u201cGoin\u2019 to gadder it in to-morrow.\u201d Guinea-hen hear what ol\u2019 men say,\nwent to de sea an\u2019 call de fish wid his trombone an\u2019 tell de fish what\nhe want: \u201cI plant a bit of corn and peas, an\u2019 gettin\u2019 ripe an\u2019 ol\u2019 man\ncoming to-morrow an\u2019 I wan\u2019 to go to-night gadder it in before he come\nto-morrow.\u201d Fish accept an\u2019 say, \u201cWell, yes, I\u2019ll go, but, Friend\nGuinea-hen, I kyan\u2019 walk an\u2019 I kyan\u2019 fly, my wing is not strong enough.\nSo, as you have foot an\u2019 wing, you give me one of dem, I\u2019ll go.\u201d\nGuinea-hen says, \u201cYes, I\u2019ll lend you my wing but I kyan\u2019 tak me legs\noff to give you. See de straight road? You can fly an\u2019 drop, an\u2019 I\u2019ll\nrun on quick on my feet.\u201d So Fish fly an\u2019 drop, an\u2019 Guinea-hen run on\ntill came to de groun\u2019. \u201cHere is my own field; gadder an\u2019 eat as much\nas you like.\u201d\n\nWhen day commence to light, de time man is to come, Guinea-hen commence\nto eat an\u2019 look out. Fish say, \u201cWhat you lookin\u2019 so fo\u2019, Friend\nGuinea-hen?\u201d Guinea-hen see ol\u2019 man coming, say, \u201cIt\u2019s a butterfly I\nsee jumpin\u2019 about. Lend me yo\u2019 wings, I go ketch it fe you.\u201d An\u2019 he\nsail away quietly out of groun\u2019. Ol\u2019 man come, see damage an\u2019 begin to\ngrumble an\u2019 pick what he can till he get whe\u2019 de Fish is, say, \u201cLawd!\nsee him whe\u2019 he mak him bed!\u201d an\u2019 when he hawl up a big root an\u2019 see\nFish a-flutt\u2019ring an\u2019 a-trembling, he say, \u201cO Fish! is it you do dis\ndamage all dis time?\u201d Fish says, \u201cNo, not I! Don\u2019 kill me an\u2019 I sing\nyou some song.\u201d Ol\u2019 man like music, put him in a tub o\u2019 water to sing\nan\u2019 dance.\n\nFish says, \u201cTak me to de neares\u2019 sea-side you has!\u201d Ol\u2019 man tak up de\ntub, put it on his head goin\u2019 to de sea-side. Fish begin,\n\n\n \u201cShe man yerry me bra, hay!\n She man yerry me bra!\n Guinea, guinea, quot amba tory.\u201d\n\n\nOl\u2019 man dance, Fish sing, until big wave coming an\u2019 Fish aim for it an\u2019\ngo long wid it. Ol\u2019 man stay dancing, don\u2019 know dat Fish is gone. Look\nin tub, Fish gone. Run home fe hook an\u2019 line an\u2019 t\u2019row it into de sea\nto catch Fish. An\u2019 dat is why we always have to catch fish at sea.\n\n\n\n\n\n\n59. RABBIT STORIES.\n\n\na. The Tar Baby.\n\nRennie Macfarlane, Mandeville.\n\nWhen Brer Fox tried to catch Brer Rabbit, he could not catch him. He\nstick up a tar-pole in his common, an\u2019 when Brer Rabbit come an\u2019 see\nit, say, \u201cCome out of Brer Fox place or I kick you!\u201d An\u2019 the tar-pole\nwouldn\u2019t come out. An\u2019 kick him an\u2019 his foot fasten. \u201cLet go foot, else\nI kick you with the other one!\u201d An\u2019 he won\u2019t let it go, an\u2019 kick it\nwith the other one an\u2019 the other foot fasten. An\u2019 he box him an\u2019 his\nhan\u2019 fasten. An\u2019 say, \u201cLet go me, else I box you!\u201d an\u2019 he box him with\nthe other han\u2019 an\u2019 his han\u2019 fasten. An\u2019 he said, \u201cLet it go, else I\nbuck you!\u201d An\u2019 he buck him an\u2019 head fasten. An\u2019 said, \u201cLet me go, else\nI bite you!\u201d an\u2019 when he bite him, mouth fasten an\u2019 he couldn\u2019t move or\ntalk.\n\nAn\u2019 Brer Fox said, \u201cThink I couldn\u2019t catch you!\u201d An\u2019 Brer Fox said,\n\u201cOut of burn you an\u2019 drown you an\u2019 hang you an\u2019 dash you over de\nbramble, which one you rather?\u201d He said, \u201cDo anything you like but don\u2019\ndash me over dat bramble!\u201d An\u2019 Brer Fox take him an\u2019 dash him over the\nbramble, an\u2019 he said, \u201cOh, what a fool!\u201d\n\n\n\n\nb. Saying Grace.\n\nRennie Macfarlane, Mandeville.\n\nBrer Fox catch Brer Rabbit again. So he gwine kill him, an\u2019 Brer Rabbit\nsaid, \u201cDo, Brer Fox, as you gwine kill me, have prayers.\u201d An\u2019 he said,\n\u201cClasp you hands an\u2019 say what I say: \u2018O God, bless an\u2019 blind us!\u2019\u201d but\nBrer Fox thought he say \u201cBless an\u2019 help us,\u201d an\u2019 he say it. An\u2019 Rabbit\nrun away an\u2019 they never see him.\n\n\n\n\nc. Pretending Dead.\n\nRennie Macfarlane, Mandeville.\n\nWhen Brer Fox want to get Brer Rabbit again, he an\u2019 Bear make up to\ncatch him. Brer Bear go to Brer Rabbit yard an\u2019 tell him that Brer Fox\ndead an\u2019 he mus\u2019 help him bury him, for he an\u2019 Brer Fox friends. When\nhe go to Brer Fox yard, he see Brer Fox lying down. Brer Rabbit put on\nhis bonpon [45] hat an\u2019 coatie an\u2019 spectacle an\u2019 sit up in a\nrocking-chair an\u2019 say, \u201cI never see it so! What a style! what a\nfunniness! I think that when folks fall down die, they always cock up\ntheir foot in the air an\u2019 make \u2018pooh!\u2019\u201d An\u2019 Brer Fox cock up his foot\nin the air an\u2019 say, \u201cPooh!\u201d an\u2019 Brer Rabbit go away an\u2019 say, \u201cA man\nlike you never dead yet!\u201d\n\n\n\n\n\n\n60. THE ANIMAL RACE.\n\n\na. Horse and Turtle.\n\nAlfred Williams, Maroon Town, Cock-pit country.\n\nHorse bet Turtle say a get to Kingston before him. Turtle bet him say\nhim will get to Kingston before him, Brar Horse. An\u2019 Turtle tak up one\nof him pickney an\u2019 drop dem ev\u2019ry mile-post, an\u2019 drop de last one in at\nKingston at de wharf-house, tell \u2019im \u2019em going for a sack of salt. An\u2019\nde night when dem start, as Brar Horse catch to de firs\u2019 mile-post an\u2019\nsing out in a harsh note,\n\n\n I-ya-a ya-o sa, nom-be, ya-o ya ya-o sa-a, nom-be,\n a nom-be, sa-ka be-ne sa-bi-na, nom-be, ya ya-o sa, a, nom-be.\n\n\nTurtle answer quite yonder, soft an\u2019 sweet,\n\n\n I-ya-a ya-o sa-a, nom-be, ya-o sa ya-o sa-a, nom-be, se\n sa-ka be-ne sa-bi-na, nom-be, ya ya-o sa-a, nom-be.\n\n\nHorse say, \u201cWell! Brar Turtle gone!\u201d Gallop, draw rein an\u2019 \u2019pur As he\nget to de nex\u2019 mile-post, hear,\n\n\n \u201cI-ya-a ya-o sa, nom-be, ya-o ya.\u201d\n\n\nGallop an\u2019 gallop till he get to de nex\u2019 mile-post. Turtle sing,\n\n\n \u201cI-ya-a ya-o sa, nom-be, ya-o ya.\u201d\n\n\nTrabbel on, ride on, ride on, ride on, catch to de nex\u2019 mile-post, sing\nout,\n\n\n \u201cI-ya-a ya-o sa, nom-be, ya-o ya.\u201d\n\n\nTurtle answer de same song quite at de mile-post,\u2014\n\n\n \u201cI-ya-a ya-o sa, nom-be, ya-o ya.\u201d\n\n\nAs Horse catch to dat mile-post go in to Kingston, drop down dead!\n\n\n\n\nb. Pigeon and Parrot.\n\nJulia Gentle, Santa Cruz Mountains.\n\nPigeon an\u2019 Parrot was co\u2019rtin\u2019 one girl an\u2019 she say whichever one firs\u2019\ncome in de house de mornin\u2019 she would marry dat one. Parrot could not\nfly very fas\u2019. He went an\u2019 mek bargain wid anodder Parrot. He went\nbefore an\u2019 leave de odder one to follow Pigeon behin\u2019. He went near to\nde girl house an\u2019 sit down in a tree. Pigeon call, saying,\n\n\n \u201cCome on, me pretty Poll, come on, me pretty Poll,\n Stay on de tree so long,\n For de sun an\u2019 de moon gwine down,\n Stay on de tree so long.\u201d\n\n\nParrot answer Pigeon behind,\n\n\n \u201cGo on, me pretty Pigeon, go on, me pretty Pigeon,\n Stay on de tree so long,\n Go on, me pretty Pigeon, go on, me pretty Pigeon,\n Stay on de tree so long.\u201d\n\n\nPigeon sail again. He stop, call again,\n\n\n \u201cCome on, me pretty Poll, come on, me pretty Poll,\n Stay on de tree so long,\n Come on, me pretty Poll, come on, me pretty Poll,\n Stay on de tree so long.\u201d\n\n\nParrot answer,\n\n\n \u201cGo on, me pretty Pigeon, go on, me pretty Pigeon,\n Stay on de tree so long,\n Go on, me pretty Pigeon, go on, me pretty Pigeon,\n Stay on de tree so long.\u201d\n\n\nPigeon sail. When Pigeon nearly catch to de house, call again in de\nsame tune. Parrot answer before now. Pigeon say, \u201cStop! a lil\u2019 while\nParrot was behin\u2019; how Parrot get before?\u201d When Pigeon went to de\nhouse, Parrot was in de house. Pigeon has to stay outside an\u2019 Parrot\nmarried to de girl.\n\n\n\n\n\n\n61. THE FASTING TRIAL (FRAGMENT).\n\nJulia Gentle, Santa Cruz Mountains.\n\n\nJumpin\u2019 Dick say he would bear longer hunger than White Belly. So White\nBelly up a tree where a grape a drop, an\u2019 Jumpin\u2019 Dick pick up on de\nground.\n\nWhite Belly say,\n\n\n \u201cCoo coo, me lovin\u2019! coo coo, me lovin\u2019!\n Everybody goin\u2019 to look for dem dandy.\u201d\n\n\nJumpin\u2019 Dick dance an\u2019 sing,\n\n\n \u201cEvery Monday morning,\n Zum zick a zum zum!\n Every Monday morning,\n Zum zick a zum zum!\u201d\n\n\n\n\n\n\n62. MAN IS STRONGER.\n\nSimeon Falconer, Santa Cruz Mountains.\n\n\nThe Lion and the Tiger were very good friends. Tiger says, \u201cNo one beat\nus in strength!\u201d Lion said, \u201cNo, my friend, somebody that\u2019s stronger\nthan we. Tiger said no, no, he cannot believe that. Lion said there was\na little something called \u201cMan\u201d that was stronger. So Tiger says he\nwill have to find that something called \u201cMan.\u201d\n\nAnd he go hunting the Man and he buck up Mr. Ram-goat and he ask him if\nhim name \u201cMan\u201d. Goat says yes. And he asked him if the two things he\nhad up here (horns) called \u201cgun\u201d. And he asked him if that long scar he\nhave on belly, called \u201cram-rod.\u201d And he asked him if that bag he had,\ncalled \u201cshot-bag.\u201d And Goat said yes. And Tiger walk up and lick him\nflat on the ground. Goat holla \u201cWi-i! wi-i-i!\u201d And Tiger went back to\nLion and say he find something called \u201cMan\u201d and single lick he lick\nhim, fa\u2019 dead. Lion say, \u201cNo, me friend! dat no \u2018Man\u2019, for Man have two\nfeet an\u2019 dat you tell me have four legs.\u201d Tiger say will have to go\nback again find Man, for he bound to have that something called \u201cMan\u201d.\n\nAnd he went out again seeking after \u201cMan\u201d, and a Hunter was out. And he\nsaw the Hunter and he said, \u201cNow this yeah mus\u2019 Man!\u201d And so him gwine\nup to de man, de Hunter aiming for him with the gun, and ask if him\nname \u201cMan\u201d. And the Hunter drive at him with the gun. And he run back\nto Lion and could only say, \u201cI find \u2018Man\u2019 an\u2019 him single answer him\nanswer me, blood fly all t\u2019ru me body!\u201d and him dead. Lion says, \u201cI\ntell you; you no believe me; but you believe me now!\u201d\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\nOLD STORIES, CHIEFLY OF SORCERY.\n\n\n63. THE PEA THAT MADE A FORTUNE.\n\nEtheline Samuels, Claremont, St. Ann.\n\n\nOne day an old lady was travelling on the road and she picked up a\ngreen pea and she planted it. And after it grew, her goat ate it off.\nShe cried upon the goat and told it that she wanted the peas. The goat\nsaid that he didn\u2019t have anything to give her, but she could take one\nof his horns. She took the horn and went to the river-side to wash it.\nThe river took it away from her. She cried upon the river, and the\nriver said it didn\u2019t have anything to give her but a fish. She went\nfurther. She met a man who was very hungry. She gave the man the fish.\nAfter the man ate it, she cried upon the man. The man gave her a\nmoreen. She went a little further and saw a cow-boy. She gave him the\nmoreen. After he had worn it out, she cried upon him for it. He said he\ndidn\u2019t have anything to give her but his whip. She went a little\nfurther and saw a man driving cows. She gave the whip to the man. After\nthe man had lashed it out, she cried upon him, so he gave her a cow;\nand from the cow she made her riches.\n\n\n\n\n\n\n64. SETTLING THE FATHER\u2019S DEBT.\n\nSimeon Falconer, Santa Cruz Mountains.\n\n\nA man owe another one five pounds, and the other called in and asked\nthe son who was at home, \u201cWhere is your father?\u201d\u2014\u201cMe father gone to\nbreak a new fence to mend a rotten one.\u201d\u2014\u201cWhere is your mother?\u201d\u2014\u201cMe\nmother gone to the market to sell sweet to buy sweet.\u201d\u2014\u201cWhere is your\nolder brother?\u201d\u2014\u201cGone to sea to catch what in catching will kill and\nwhat him don\u2019 catch will carry home alive.\u201d\u2014\u201cWhere is your sister?\u201d\u2014\u201cMe\nsister in the house weeping over what she was rejoicing about last\nyear.\u201d\u2014\u201cWhat are you doing?\u201d\u2014\u201cTaking hot bricks out of oven.\u201d\u2014\u201cNow, me\ngood boy, you give me some hard puzzle. If you tell me the meaning I\u2019ll\ngive you five pounds.\u201d\u2014\u201cWhen I tell you me father gone to break a new\nfence to mend an old one, mean to say me father owe you five pound and\ngone to borrow five pound to pay you. When I tell you me mother gone to\nthe market to sell sweet to buy sweet, gone to sell honey to buy sugar.\nWhen I said me brother gone to the sea to catch what in catching he\nkill and what him don\u2019 catch him bring home alive, I mean to say he\ngoes to bed and he will catch the lice from his head and kill them;\nwhat he don\u2019 catch he mus\u2019 carry back in the head. When I said me\nsister was in the house weeping over what she was rejoicing over last\nyear, she was rejoicing last year in getting her baby; she is weeping\nover it now because it is dying. When I tell you I\u2019m taking hot bricks\nout of oven, I am pulling chiggers out of me feet.\u201d\u2014\u201cNow all your\npuzzles are put through, you are worthy of the five pounds.\u201d\u2014\u201cPlease\nsettle me father\u2019s debt, then.\u201d So he make a receipt and give his\nfather five pounds.\n\n\n\n\n\n\n65. MR. LENAMAN\u2019S CORN-FIELD.\n\nGeorge Parkes, Mandeville.\n\n\nThere was a man named Mr. Lenaman. He went to a place to rent a piece\nof ground. He didn\u2019t know that it was a burial ground. It was about\ntwenty acres of land. When he went, he chopped with his machete \u201cpom!\u201d\nHe heard a voice say, \u201cWho chop bush deh?\u201d He answered, \u201cMe, Mr.\nLenaman.\u201d The v\u2019ice said,\n\n\n \u201cBig an\u2019 little, get up an\u2019 help Mr. Lenaman chop bush!\n No mo\u2019 bush mustn\u2019t lef\u2019 to-day.\u201d\n\n\nSo all de ghosts, big an\u2019 small, get up chop off de bush clean.\n\nMr. Lenaman was very glad. He went home and told his wife of the luck\nhe had met. When the bush dry up, he went back to burn it an\u2019 starting\nto burn it he hear de v\u2019ice say, \u201cWho burn bush deh?\u201d He said, \u201cMe, Mr.\nLenaman.\u201d The v\u2019ice said,\n\n\n \u201cBig an\u2019 little, get up an\u2019 help Lenaman bu\u2019n bush!\n No mo\u2019 bush mustn\u2019t lef\u2019 to-day.\u201d\n\n\nAn\u2019 all de ghost get up an\u2019 help Mr. Lenaman bu\u2019n off de bush clean.\n\nThe nex\u2019 day, himself an\u2019 wife went to plant corn. As they make the\nfirs\u2019 chop say \u201cpom!,\u201d hear de v\u2019ice say, \u201cWho plant corn deh?\u201d He say,\n\u201cMe, Mr. Lenaman.\u201d De v\u2019ice say,\n\n\n \u201cBig an\u2019 little, get up help Lenaman plant corn!\n No mo\u2019 corn mustn\u2019t lef to-day.\u201d\n\n\nAn\u2019 all de ghost get up an\u2019 help him plant de corn, plant off de whole\ntwenty acres.\n\nWhen de corn grow up, he went back to mol\u2019 it. As he started, the v\u2019ice\nsays, \u201cWho mol\u2019 corn deh?\u201d He said, \u201cMe, Mr. Lenaman.\u201d The v\u2019ice said,\n\n\n \u201cBig an\u2019 little, get up help Lenaman mol\u2019 corn!\n No mo\u2019 corn mustn\u2019t lef\u2019 to-day.\u201d\n\n\nAn\u2019 all de ghost get up an\u2019 help dem mol\u2019 off de corn dat day.\n\nNow de corn grow up an\u2019 bear an\u2019 dry. Mr. Lenaman send his wife an\u2019 boy\none day to go an\u2019 see how dey stay, an\u2019 tol\u2019 \u2019em not to break any\nbecause if dey break one, de ghosts will break it all off an\u2019 den Mr.\nLenaman won\u2019t get none. He is going to get a lot of people to go there\nwith him one day to help him break them, so that he can get a plenty.\nNow the wife an\u2019 boy went to the groun\u2019, but when they go, they forget\nwhat Mr. Lenaman tol\u2019 them. In coming away, they broke one each. They\nhear the v\u2019ice say, \u201cWho broke corn deh?\u201d They said, \u201cMr. Lenaman wife\nan\u2019 boy.\u201d The v\u2019ice say,\n\n\n \u201cBig an\u2019 little get up an\u2019 help Lenaman wife an\u2019 boy break corn!\n No mo\u2019 corn mus\u2019 be lef\u2019 to-day.\u201d\n\n\nAn\u2019 dey break off every bit!\n\nThe wife an\u2019 boy went home an\u2019 tol\u2019 it to Mr. Lenaman. The three of\nthem went back to the groun\u2019. Mr. Lenaman got vex an\u2019 started to beat\nthe wife an\u2019 boy. The v\u2019ice said, \u201cWho beat wife an\u2019 boy deh?\u201d He said,\n\u201cMe, Mr. Lenaman.\u201d V\u2019ice said,\n\n\n \u201cBig an\u2019 little, get up go an\u2019 help Mr. Lenaman beat wife an\u2019 bwoy!\n No mo\u2019 wife an\u2019 bwoy mustn\u2019t lef\u2019 to-day.\u201d\n\n\nSo dem beat de wife an\u2019 boy so dat dem kill dem.\n\nSo Mr. Lenaman stan\u2019 up now didn\u2019t know what to do, start to scratch\nhis head. The v\u2019ice said, \u201cWho \u2019cratch head deh?\u201d He said, \u201cMe, Mr.\nLenaman,\u201d The v\u2019ice said,\n\n\n \u201cBig an\u2019 little, get up an\u2019 help Lenaman \u2019cratch head!\n No mo\u2019 head mustn\u2019t lef\u2019 to-day.\u201d\n\n\nAn\u2019 de whole of dem start to \u2019cratch his head, \u2019cratch it until he\ndead.\n\n\n\n\n\n\n66. SIMON TOOTOOS.\n\nThomas White, Maroon Town, Cock-pit country.\n\n\nDer was once a woman dat have a child. Him name was Simon Tootoos. De\nmudder him was a church woman, an\u2019 him used to send de boy to church;\nand after, de mudder come an\u2019 die. An\u2019 when de mudder die, he take de\nworld upon his head. And Simon Tootoos mek colbon [46] and set it on\nSunday day, and he go to wood on Sunday to go and search his colbon.\nAnd when he go to catch him bird, he catch a snake in de colbon. When\nhe go to raise up de colbon an\u2019 fin\u2019 it was a snake, him leave it. An\nde snake answer to him,\n\n\n Come take me up, Come take me up, Simon Tootoos,\n lennon boy. Come take me up, oh, lennon boy, Too na too.\n\n\nIt was his dead mudder cause de snake to sing like dat. And when he go\nto leave\u2014\n\n\n \u201cCome back you\u2019 colbon, come back you\u2019 colbon.\n Simon Tootoos, lennon boy,\n Come back you\u2019 colbon, O lennon boy!\n Too na too!\u201d\n\n\nmake him come an\u2019 tek him up carry him come back to yard. And him put\nhim down\u2014\n\n\n \u201cCome \u2019tretch me out, come \u2019tretch me out,\n Simon Tootoos, lennon boy,\n Come \u2019tretch me out, O lennon boy!\n Too na too!\u201d\n\n\nAnd stretch him out and cut him neck.\u2014\n\n\n \u201cCome wash your pot, come wash your pot,\n Simon Tootoos, lennon boy,\n Come wash your pot, O lennon boy!\n Too na too!\u201d\n\n\nAnd wash de pot. And cut him up an\u2019 put in de pot, an\u2019 he set it on de\nfire, mak up him fire under him, and him start boiling. After it start\nboiling, it boil until it tell him to season in skelion [47]. When it\nboil, it tells him to come down pot off de fire. So\n\n\n \u201cCome wash you\u2019 plate, come wash you\u2019 plate,\n Simon Tootoos, lennon boy,\n Come wash you\u2019 plate, O lennon boy!\n Too na too!\u201d\n\n\nHe wash de plate.\n\n\n \u201cCome clean you\u2019 knife, come clean you\u2019 knife,\n Simon Tootoos, lennon boy,\n Come clean you\u2019 knife, O lennon boy!\n Too na too!\u201d\n\n\nHe clean him knife.\n\n\n \u201cCome lay you\u2019 table, come lay you\u2019 table,\n Simon Tootoos, lennon boy!\n Come lay you\u2019 table, O lennon boy!\n Too na too!\u201d\n\n\nHe lay him table. An\u2019 say,\n\n\n \u201cCome pick me out, come pick me out,\n Simon Tootoos, lennon boy,\n Come pick me out, O lennon boy!\n Too na too!\u201d\n\n\nAnd pick him out.\n\n\n \u201cCome lay me on table, come lay me on table,\n Simon Tootoos, lennon boy,\n Come lay me on table, O lennon boy!\n Too na too!\u201d\n\n\nPut him on table.\n\n\n \u201cCome draw you\u2019 chair, come draw you\u2019 chair,\n Simon Tootoos, lennon boy,\n Come draw you\u2019 chair, O lennon boy!\n Too na too!\u201d\n\n\nHe draw him chair.\n\n\n \u201cCome eat me now, come eat me now,\n Simon Tootoos, lennon boy!\n Come eat me now, O lennon boy!\n Too na too!\u201d\n\n\nHe eat him dead mother now.\n\n\n \u201cCome call you\u2019 grave-digger, come call you\u2019 grave-digger,\n Simon Tootoos, lennon boy,\n Come call you\u2019 grave-digger, O lennon boy!\n Too na too!\n\n \u201cCome call you\u2019 carpenter, come call you\u2019 carpenter,\n Simon Tootoos, lennon boy,\n Come call you\u2019 carpenter, O lennon boy!\n Too na too!\u201d\n\n\nAs him eating done\u2014\n\n\n \u201cCome say you\u2019 prayer, come say you\u2019 prayer,\n Simon Tootoos, lennon boy,\n Come say you\u2019 prayer, O lennon boy!\n Too na too!\n\n \u201cCome go to you\u2019 bed, come go to you\u2019 bed,\n Simon Tootoos, lennon boy,\n Come go to you\u2019 bed, O lennon boy!\n Too na too!\u201d\n\n\nAfter him go to him bed, him mudder come out of him belly; an\u2019 dat was\nde las\u2019 of Simon Tootoos.\n\n\n\n\n\n\n67. THE TREE-WIFE.\n\nThomas White, Maroon Town.\n\n\nIt was a man didn\u2019t have no wife an\u2019 he was a hunter-man; he hunt in de\nbush all day. An\u2019 one day he go in de bush, go an\u2019 shoot, an\u2019 when he\ncoming home, him saw a pretty tree name of Jessamy, an\u2019 he say, \u201cO me\nbiddy boy, das a pretty tree!\u201d An\u2019 he says, \u201cIf dis tree could tu\u2019n a\nwife to me, I would like to be marry to him!\u201d An\u2019 so he said, it done\nde very same as what him said; de tree do tu\u2019n a wife for him. De woman\nwas naked, an\u2019 he lef\u2019 him at de said time an\u2019 went home back, an\u2019 he\nget some clot\u2019ing for de woman, an\u2019 got him dress up nicely an\u2019 carry\nhim home at house.\n\nAn\u2019 deh he an\u2019 de woman was fo\u2019 a long time until one day he were gwine\nout a bush fe gwine shoot, an\u2019 leave him wife a house. Him go an\u2019 sleep\nan\u2019 never come home till de nex\u2019 day. An\u2019 after he gone to de wood,\nit\u2019s anudder man go dere an\u2019 inveigle him wife an\u2019 tek\u2019 him away from\nhim house an\u2019 go to dis man house. An\u2019 when de poor man come home from\nbush de nex\u2019 day, he couldn\u2019t fin\u2019 him wife. An\u2019 what de wife did,\nafter de wife come out dis man\u2019s house go to de nex\u2019 house, she was\nfrighten how him husban\u2019 gwine fin\u2019 him. An\u2019 de nex\u2019 man house about a\ntwo mile off him husban\u2019 house, an\u2019 as she leaving for him house, she\nspit all de way until she ketch to dis odder man\u2019s house.\n\nAn\u2019 de man was into a rage dat him couldn\u2019t fin\u2019 him wife an\u2019 didn\u2019t\nknow what was to ever do. An\u2019 him sing, [48]\n\n\n Jesta be-yo, eh-e-eh-eh-eh-o\u2014\u2014 Jesta be-yo,\n A, a wi\u2019 die, oh, wi\u2019a go die, oh, fe trees bear-e, oh,\n A, a wi\u2019 die, oh, wi a go die, oh, fe trees bear-e, oh.\n\n\nWhen de man sing, de spit dat de woman spit answer him,\u2014\n\n\n \u201cJesta be-yo, eh, eh, eh, o!\n Jesta be-yo, a wi\u2019 die-o,\n Wi\u2019 a go die-o, fe trees bear-e o!\u201d\n\n\nTo every place where de woman spit, de man go dere an\u2019 stan\u2019 an\u2019 call\u2014\n\n\n \u201cJesta be-yo, eh, eh, eh, o,\u201d\n\n\nat each stopping-place of half a mile until two miles are passed. An\u2019\njus\u2019 as de woman hear de voice of de man, stan\u2019 at door-mout\u2019 an\u2019 see\ndat de man coming. An\u2019 de man go tak him wife an\u2019 catch him right back\nto home yard.\n\nJack man dory, choose none!\n\n\n\n\n\n\n68. SAMMY THE COMFEREE.\n\nThomas White, Maroon Town.\n\n\nIt was a woman had one son, an\u2019 it was a boy dat very unruly by him\nmudder an\u2019 fader. He had not\u2019ing to do but fire bow an\u2019 arrow all day.\nAn\u2019 one day he tek up him bow an\u2019 arrow an\u2019 fire de arrow an\u2019 de arrow\ndrop in a Massa Jesus yard. An\u2019 he went in de yard to go an\u2019 pick up de\narrow, an\u2019 Massa Jesus wife was in de yard an\u2019 Massa Jesus was gone\nout\u2014wasn\u2019t at home. An\u2019 all dem clo\u2019es was out of doors sunning. An\u2019 de\nwife detain de boy in de yard fo\u2019 de whole day until rain come de day\nan\u2019 wet up all Massa Jesus clo\u2019es a-do\u2019. Dis boy was Sammy de Comferee,\nan\u2019 jus\u2019 t\u2019ru Sammy de Comferee mek de clo\u2019es a wet up a-do\u2019. An\u2019 when\nMassa Jesus come in, him was wet an\u2019 him want some dry clo\u2019es to put on\nan\u2019 him couldn\u2019t get no dry clo\u2019es to put on. An\u2019 him tu\u2019n to him wife\nan\u2019 ask him what him was doin\u2019 de whole day at de house an\u2019 mek him\nclo\u2019es wet up a-do\u2019. Him answer to Massa Jesus dat as he, Sammy de\nComferee, was in de house, das why came de clo\u2019es to wet a-do\u2019. Massa\nJesus say to him as he was along in de house de whole day if is de\nreason to mek him clo\u2019es a wet up a-do\u2019, an\u2019 de woman reply to Massa\nJesus dat if him been pretty as Sammy de Comferee, him would a do more.\nAn\u2019 Massa Jesus answer to him wife dat him know dat is him made Sammy\nde Comferee, an\u2019 if Sammy de Comferee is prettier den him, him would\nsee about it.\n\nAn\u2019 Massa Jesus put up iron rod, an\u2019 de iron rod hot as a fire, hot\nuntil it red. An\u2019 him sen\u2019 for Sammy de Comferee. An\u2019 when Sammy de\nComferee come, Massa Jesus says to him what he was doin\u2019 in him yard de\nwhole day. An\u2019 he says dat him fire him bow an\u2019 arrow an\u2019 de arrow drop\ninto de yard, an\u2019 after, he went in de yard to pick up de arrow an\u2019 de\nwife detain him in de yard an\u2019 him couldn\u2019t get away from de woman\nuntil rain tek him in de yard. And Massa Jesus said dat de wife tell\nhim dat Sammy de Comferee is prettier \u2019an him dat made him. An\u2019 he\norder Sammy to climb de iron rod. An\u2019 he commence to melt away an\u2019 he\nsing,\n\n\n Ah, me Sammy de Con-fa-ri-a-e-ro, Gi-ra\n no, ah, in din ro. Ah, e do me da de a, Gi-ro no.\n Ah, me Sammy de Con-fa-ri-a-e-ro, Gi-ro no, ah, in din\n ro. Ah, e do me ma me-a, Gi-ro no. Ah, me Sammy de\n Con-fa-ri-a-e-ro, Gi-ro no, ah, in din ro.\n\n\nHe melt off to him leg. An\u2019 sing again\u2014\n\n\n \u201cA me Sammy de Con-fa-ri-a!\u201d\n\n\nHe melt off to his middle. He sing again\u2014\n\n\n \u201cA me Sammy de Con-fa-ri-a!\u201d\n\n\nan\u2019 him melt off one of him hand. He sing again\u2014\n\n\n \u201cA me Sammy de Con-fa-ri-a!\u201d\n\n\nan\u2019 him melt off to him neck. An\u2019 him sing again,\n\n\n \u201cA me Sammy de Con-fa-ri-a!\n Gi-ra no a in din ro!\u201d\n\n\nan\u2019 him melt off to not\u2019ing. An\u2019 when you look at de iron rod, de whole\nheap of fat heap up about de iron rod. An\u2019 all de pretty men dat come\ninto de worl\u2019 get some of Sammy de Comferee\u2019s fat, but all de ugly ones\ndon\u2019t get none of it.\n\nJack man dory, me story done!\n\n\n\n\n\n\n69. GRANDY-DO-AN\u2019-DO.\n\na. Moses Hendricks, Mandeville.\n\n\nThere was an old woman, a witch, but she was very wealthy. She lived\nquite to herself. Plenty of stock\u2014horses, cows, sheep, mules, each kind\nkept by itself in a separate pasture. The old lady\u2019s name was Grandy\nBeard-o, but nobody knew that name. She wanted a person to sup with\nher. She came across a little girl one day. Then took that girl home.\nAfter she prepared her meal, she called the girl and asked her if she\nknew her name. The girl said, \u201cNo, ma\u2019am.\u201d She said to the girl,\n\u201cUnless you tell me my name, I will not give you anything to eat.\u201d\n\nShe started out the girl to go and fetch some water. The girl had to go\nthrough all the pastures to get where the water was\u2014mules to\nthemselves, cows to themselves, horses to themselves, sheep to\nthemselves. She went along crying, being hungry. So she got into\ncow-pasture\u2014that was first pasture. The cow said to her, \u201cWhat\u2019s the\nmatter with you, me baby?\u201d\n\nThe girl said, \u201cThe old lady will not give me anything to eat except me\ncan tell her her name!\u201d Cow was afraid to tell her.\n\nFrom there she went into mule pasture, crying all the same. Mule said,\n\u201cWhat\u2019s the matter, me baby?\u201d\n\nThe girl said, \u201cThe old lady will not give me anything to eat, except\nme can tell her her name!\u201d Mule wouldn\u2019t tell her.\n\nShe got into horse pasture, crying all the way. Horse said, \u201cWhat\u2019s the\nmatter, me baby?\u201d\n\n\u201cOld lady in there won\u2019t give me anything to eat except me can tell her\nher name!\u201d Horse wouldn\u2019t tell her.\n\nFrom there she went into bull pasture, still crying. Bull said, \u201cWhat\u2019s\nthe matter, me baby?\u201d\n\n\u201cOld lady won\u2019t give me anything to eat except me can tell her her\nname!\u201d\n\nBull says, \u201cCho! when you go home, tell her her name Grandy Beard-o.\u201d\nBull was a mighty man; he didn\u2019t care!\n\nThe girl was so glad, hastened home so as to get something to eat. Old\nlady said, \u201cYou can tell me my name make me give you something to eat?\u201d\n\nThe girl said, \u201cYour name Grandy Beard-o, ma\u2019am.\u201d\n\nOld lady got so indignant! She gave the girl a good feed and after that\nshe started to find who told the girl. Went into cow pasture.\n\n\n \u201cYou cow, you cow, you cow,\n Why you tell the girl\n Me name Grandy Beard-o?\u201d\n\n\nCow said,\n\n\n \u201cA ring ding ding, mamma, ring ding ding;\n A ring ding ding, mamma, ring ding ding;\n No me tell.\u201d\n\n\nShe jump into horse pasture now.\u2014\n\n\n \u201cYou also horse tell the girl\n Me name Grandy Beard-o?\u201d\n\n\nHorse said,\n\n\n \u201cA ring ding ding, mamma, ring ding ding;\n A ring ding ding, mamma, ring ding ding;\n No me tell him.\u201d\n\n\nShe got into bull pasture now.\u2014\n\n\n \u201cYou bull, you bull, you bull,\n Why you tell the girl\n Me name Grandy Beard-o?\u201d\n\n\nBull said,\n\n\n \u201cA ring ding ding, mamma, ring ding ding;\n A ring ding, ding, mamma, ring ding ding;\n Damme, me tell \u2019m!\u201d\n\n\nThe old lady gripped the bull and tossed him in the air. The bull\ndropped; nothing happened. The bull tossed her in the air now, and she\ndropped; one leg broken. She tossed the bull again; the bull came down\nunhurt. The bull tossed her up again; she came down, another leg was\nbroken.\n\nShe tossed the bull; nothing happened. The bull tossed her; she came\ndown, one arm broken. She tossed the bull again; the bull came down\nunhurt. The bull tossed her again; she came down, the other arm was\nbroken.\n\nShe tossed the bull again; the bull came down unhurt. The last toss the\nbull made, her neck broke. That was the end of her. The girl became\nmistress of all she possessed, and that is why the land goes from hand\nto hand in legacy up to to-day.\n\nJack man dory!\n\n\n\n\nb. Julia Gentle, Malvern, Santa Cruz Mountains.\n\nA very bad woman have only one daughter an\u2019 say, \u201cGo to the river for\nwater an\u2019 when you come back, if you cannot tell my name I will destroy\nyou.\u201d When him goin\u2019 fe water see Crab. An\u2019 Crab axin\u2019 where him go.\nAn\u2019 say, \u201cGrandy sen\u2019 me go a river fe water an\u2019 say when me come back,\nif me cannot tell him name, her will kill me.\u201d The Crab tell him say,\n\u201cWhen you go, tell her dat her name Grandy Do-an-do.\u201d\n\nSo when she come back, she forget the name. An\u2019 she say mus\u2019 kill him,\nso dash away the water an\u2019 send him back. Then when she go back, the\nCrab say, \u201cSing it all the way!\u201d Then when the girl go back she sing,\n\n\n \u201cYou name Grandy-do-an-do.\n You name Grandy-do-an-do.\u201d\n\n\nThen the woman mad when she hear it an\u2019 she travel. An\u2019 she meet Cow,\nan\u2019 say,\n\n\n \u201cYou Cow, a you tell de girl a name Grandy Do-an-do?\u201d\n\n\nCow say,\n\n\n \u201cNo, no me tell him so you name Grandy Do-an-do!\u201d\n\n\nShe travel an\u2019 she meet Sheep, an\u2019 say,\n\n\n \u201cYou Sheep, a you tell de girl a name Grandy Do-an-do?\u201d\n\n\nSheep say,\n\n\n \u201cNo, no me tell him so you name Grandy Do-an-do!\u201d\n\n\nMeet Horse, say,\n\n\n \u201cYou Horse, a you tell de girl me name Grandy Do-an-do?\u201d\n\n\nHorse say,\n\n\n \u201cNo, no me tell him so you name Grandy Do-an-do!\u201d\n\n\nMeet Duck, say,\n\n\n \u201cYou Duck, a you tell de girl a name Grandy Do-an-do?\u201d\n\n\nDuck say,\n\n\n \u201cNo, no me tell him so you name Grandy Do-an-do!\u201d\n\n\nMeet Crab, say,\n\n\n \u201cYou Crab, a you tell de girl a name Grandy Do-an-do?\u201d\n\n\nCrab say,\n\n\n \u201cYes, a me tell him a you name Grandy Do-an-do!\u201d\n\n\nAn\u2019 tak de machete an\u2019 chop after de Crab, an\u2019 Crab sink in de hole an\u2019\nstay in de hole till now.\n\n\n\n\n\n\n70. JACK AND HARRY.\n\nWilliam Forbes, Dry River, Cock-pit country.\n\n\nJack an\u2019 Harry, de two was gwine out for a walk. An\u2019 de mo\u2019ning was\ncool, an\u2019 catch to an ol\u2019 man dah in watch-house. Harry said, \u201cOl\u2019\nMassa, beg you a little coffee if you have any.\u201d An\u2019 he said, \u201cYes, me\npickney!\u201d an\u2019 him give Jack a cup o\u2019 coffee an\u2019 Harry a cup o\u2019 coffee.\nAn\u2019 de ol\u2019 man didn\u2019t drink fe him coffee yet. Jack say, \u201cHarry, I\ngwine drink fe de ol\u2019 man coffee.\u201d Harry said, \u201cNo, Jack, don\u2019 do it!\u201d\nAn\u2019 Jack tek \u2019way fe de ol\u2019 man coffee an\u2019 drink it. An\u2019 de ol\u2019 man tek\nhim \u2019tick after dem, dem run.\n\nAn\u2019 when dem run, see a hen wid some chicken. Harry said, \u201cDo, me good\nhen, cover me wid you wing!\u201d An\u2019 cover dem wid her wing de same as her\nown chicken. An\u2019 de ol\u2019 man was coming after dem didn\u2019t see dem, tu\u2019n\nback. An\u2019 Jack say, \u201cI gwine to pop de hen wing.\u201d An\u2019 Harry say no, an\u2019\nJack say mus\u2019 pop it. An\u2019 de hen begin to flutter after dem an\u2019 Jack\nan\u2019 Harry run an\u2019 de hen was after dem.\n\nAn\u2019 see a poor lady \u2019tan\u2019 up in de way. An\u2019 Harry said, \u201cDo, lady, tek\nyou coat an\u2019 cover we up!\u201d An\u2019 after she cover dem up, Jack had a stick\nan\u2019 say, \u201cI gwine to choke de ol\u2019 lady.\u201d An\u2019 Harry say, \u201cDon\u2019 do it!\u201d\nAn\u2019 as he choke de ol\u2019 lady, ol\u2019 lady shake dem out an\u2019 run after dem.\n\nAn\u2019 when dey run, dey see a kyan-crow [49] in de way an\u2019 Harry said,\n\u201cDo, me good kyan-crow, tek we up on you wing, carry we away from dis\nol\u2019 lady!\u201d An\u2019 de kyan-crow tek up Jack an\u2019 Harry an\u2019 fly up wid dem\nright up in de sky, an\u2019 de ol\u2019 lady couldn\u2019t catch after dem. An\u2019 Jack\nsay, \u201cI gwine to pop de kyan-crow wing mek him drop.\u201d Harry said, \u201cNo,\nJack, don\u2019 do it!\u201d An\u2019 as \u2019em drop, \u2019em knock \u2019emself out of senses.\n\nAn\u2019 when dey come to demselves, see a land turtle was coming. An\u2019 Harry\ncall to de land turtle, an\u2019 as he shove out his head. Jack cut off de\nhead.\n\n\n\n\n\n\n71. PEA-FOWL AS MESSENGER.\n\n\na. John Studee.\n\nMatilda Hall, Maroon Town.\n\nThe husband and wife married people, and the husband a great gambler,\nnever at home with the wife; until the wife going to have a baby, and\nthe ninth month come now. So they send for the mid-wife; so when the\nmid-wife come, there is no husband in. She said she want some one to go\ncall the husband, name of him is John Studee. So she call for all the\nthing they have in the yard. She call for a fowl, a cock, and say,\n\u201cWhat will you say to call the husband?\u201d The cock crew,\n\n\n \u201cKo ku ru ku-u-u!\u201d\n \u201cYou won\u2019t do.\u201d\n\n\nShe calls for the dog and says, \u201cWhat will you say?\u201d Dog says,\n\n\n \u201cHoo-oh!\u201d\n \u201cNo, won\u2019t do.\u201d\n\n\nSaid to Puss what he will say. Puss says,\n\n\n \u201cMe-oo!\u201d\n \u201cWon\u2019t do.\u201d\n\n\nThen \u2019he call for the pea-fowl now; \u2019he provide a quart of corn for the\npea-fowl, ask what he will say. Pea-fowl sing,\n\n\n \u201cYou John Studee, you John Studee,\n Fe me master, John Studee,\n There\u2019s a pretty gal from Silo,\n There\u2019s a handsome gal from Silo,\n Want the care of a new John bwoy,\n \u2019t almost deh.\u201d\n\n\n\u201cYes, you\u2019ll do!\u201d\n\nThen when the pea-fowl fly miles off, he didn\u2019t see the master, John\nStudee. He fly, he fly away now, take up the quart of corn and fly\naway. Then he pitch upon the house-top, sing,\n\n\n \u201cYou John Studee, you John Studee,\n Fe me master, John Studee!\n There\u2019s a pretty gal from Silo,\n There\u2019s a handsome gal from Silo\n Want the care of a new John bwoy,\n \u2019t almost deh!\u201d\n\n\nThe people say, \u201cJohn Studee, was here, but jus\u2019 gone away,\u2014that great\ngambler!\u201d He fly about a mile off again, go to another great house, go\nupon the house-top. He sing loud of voice now,\n\n\n \u201cYou John Studee, you John Studee,\n Fe me master, John Studee!\n There\u2019s a pretty gal from Silo,\n There\u2019s a handsome gal from Silo\n Want the care of a new John bwoy,\n \u2019t almost deh!\u201d\n\n\nJohn Studee come now, say, \u201cWho call my name?\u201d See the bird up on the\nhouse-top, say, \u201cWell, he want me!\u201d Then he took up the fowl an\u2019 get\nthe buggy in haste; and take off his gold chain off his neck an\u2019 put it\non the pea-fowl. Pea-fowl have the golden feather round his neck on\naccount of that gold chain. So when the feather came home, he got a boy\nchil\u2019 an\u2019 call his name John Studee after him.\n\n\n\n\nb. Contavio.\n\nOliver D. Witter, Santa Cruz Mountains.\n\nMiss Nancy married Contavio. One day, Contavio went to market, but\nbefore he left home he locked up Miss Nancy till he came back. He did\nnot come back that day, and as Miss Nancy was hungry and saw a sheep\npassing she said, \u201cDo, my dear sheep, call Contavio for me and I will\nthrow a lump of gold on your head.\u201d Bra Sheep goes, \u201cBep, baah baah\nbaah.\u201d She said, \u201cNo, my dear Bra Sheep, that will not do.\u201d Soon after\nshe saw a billy-goat and said the same thing to him. Bra Billy said,\n\u201cBep, bep, ba, ba, ba, bep-ba-ba-bep, bah, bah.\u201d She said, \u201cNo, my dear\nBra Billy, that will not do.\u201d She then saw Bra Peacock coming up an\u2019\nshe said, \u201cBra Peacock, if you call Contavio, my husband, for me, I\nwill give you a lump of gold,\u201d and Bra Peacock flew right away until he\nsaw Contavio, and he picked him in his head and picked off all the\nfeathers, and spurred him the whole way home until all Bra Peacock\u2019s\nspurs dropped off. When he got Contavio home, Miss Nancy flung the lump\nof gold on Bra Peacock\u2019s head and that\u2019s why the feathers on a\npeacock\u2019s head look like gold. That\u2019s also the reason why it has no\nspurs, and a crow has no feathers on its head.\n\n\n\n\n\n\n72. THE BARKING PUPPY.\n\nAlfred Williams, Maroon Town, Cock-pit country.\n\n\nDeh is old lady live at home wid one little puppy, an\u2019 ev\u2019ry night a\ngentleman come to pay her a visit, but dis little puppy snap an\u2019 bark,\nhave fo\u2019 to tu\u2019n back. An\u2019 de ol\u2019 lady catch de puppy an\u2019 mak up a big\nfire an\u2019 bu\u2019n de puppy. Nex\u2019 night again de gen\u2019leman come back. Ol\u2019\nlady sing,\n\n\n Heah, heah, Phin-ney man, heah, oh, heah, Phin-ney man, No-bod-y heah,\n Phin-ney man, Dick an\u2019 Dan-dy heah, Phin-ney man, No-bod-y heah,\n Phin-ney man, Dick an\u2019 Dan-dy heah, Phin-ney man.\n\n\nDe ashes bark as de puppy. De ol\u2019 lady get up, tak up de ashes dash \u2019em\nin de river, say, \u201cDis gen\u2019leman goin\u2019 to pay me visit an\u2019 kyan\u2019\nbecause de ashes bark!\u201d\n\nNex\u2019 night, de gen\u2019leman come back again, holla out, \u201cHulloo!\u201d Ol\u2019 lady\nsing,\n\n\n \u201cHeah, heah, Phinney man,\n Nobody heah, Phinney man,\n Dick an\u2019 Dandy heah!\u201d\n\n\nDe puppy ashes bark in de river an\u2019 de gen\u2019leman wouldn\u2019t come. De ol\u2019\nlady tak de river water dash in de sea to hinder Dick an\u2019 Dandy from\nbarking. Nex\u2019 night de gen\u2019leman come back fo\u2019 de las time; counsel a\nsing now. Old lady raise up an\u2019 sing,\n\n\n \u201cHeah, heah, Phinney man,\n Nobody heah, Phinney man,\n Dick an\u2019 Dandy heah!\u201d\n\n\nMeanwhile de gentleman dance. He come in now, draw a chair, say, \u201cSo\nlong I couldn\u2019t come on account of Dick an\u2019 Dandy!\u201d an\u2019 say, \u201cI coming\nto marry you.\u201d Old lady say yes, but don\u2019 know but dog shadow come;\nsometime shadow come back. Ol\u2019 lady sing,\n\n\n \u201cHeah, heah, Phinney man,\n Nobody heah, Phinney man,\n Dick an\u2019 Dandy heah!\u201d\n\n\nAn\u2019 de gentleman catch de ol\u2019 lady an\u2019 tear him up to inch pieces.\n\n\n\n\n\n\n73. THE SINGING BIRD.\n\n\na. Fine Waiting Boy.\n\nAlfred Williams, Maroon Town.\n\nA gentleman have him servant, and one day he said to de servant,\n\u201cCollin, go an\u2019 look about de horse harness my buggy.\u201d An\u2019 Collin go\nan\u2019 harness him master horse an\u2019 put in de buggy. Well, him master\ndrive on an\u2019 him drive on till him get to a well; an\u2019 de master said,\n\u201cI want some water.\u201d An\u2019 Collin said, \u201cMassa, der\u2019s a well is down\nbefore.\u201d An\u2019 he an\u2019 Collin come out de buggy against de well-side, an\u2019\nmeanwhile de massa sit against de well-side, Collin pitch him master in\nde well. An\u2019 Collin tu\u2019n back an\u2019 go on half way wid de buggy, an\u2019 when\nhe get home de missus ask him, \u201cWhere is de master?\u201d an\u2019 Collin said,\n\u201cHe goin\u2019 pay a visit an\u2019 comin\u2019 to-morrow; de buggy goin\u2019 meet him.\u201d\nCollin go de day wid de buggy. When he went back, de missus said,\n\u201cWhere is de master?\u201d He said, \u201cGo to pay a visit, won\u2019t be back till\nto-morrow.\u201d When Collin gone, de nex\u2019 servant in de yard say, \u201cMissus,\nhear what little bird singing?\u201d Missus come to de doorway an\u2019 listen,\nan\u2019 hear de little bird whistling, [50]\n\n\n Fine wait-in\u2019 boy, fine wait-in\u2019 boy, Throw his mas-ter in-to a well,\n Col-lin, Col-lin, no ben see da lit-tle bird up-on tree so long?\n\n\nWhen de missus hear de little bird singing so, couldn\u2019t understand,\ncalled a sensible person understand de bird. An\u2019 go search de well,\nfin\u2019 de master body, an\u2019 go tak Collin hang him.\n\n\n\n\nb. The Golden Cage.\n\nWilliam Harris, Maggotty.\n\nA king had a daughter. He had two servants who did not like the\ndaughter. One day the two servants were going to the well for water and\nthe daughter said she wanted to go with them. And they catch the little\ngirl and cast her in the well. Three days after, the little girl went\nhome to her father an\u2019 the father catch the two servants and throw them\nin the well. And he get his child and thus end the story.\n\n\n Cheep, cheep, cheep, cheep. I brought a news to tell you. Cheep, cheep,\n cheep, cheep. I brought a news to tell you. Miss Chee Chee take you,\n one dear love an\u2019 cast her in-to a well. Be qui-et, be qui-et, I will\n make a gold-en cage an\u2019 put you in-to it. No, no, no, no.\n Same me will do it to dear love too, you will do with me the same.\n\n\n\n\n\n\n74. TWO SISTERS.\n\nMargaret Morris, Maroon Town, Cock-pit country.\n\n\nTwo sister dey to house. One sister fe servant to a Busha [51] in one\npen [52], an\u2019 tell de Busha marry odder sister. De sister name Miss\nGrace my fair lady, de older sister Lady Wheel. An\u2019 Miss Wheel servant\nto him sister. Busha gone to him work, never come back till midnight.\nBusha come, never hear not\u2019ing stir. Till one day him gone out, Miss\nWheel call Miss Grace to let dem go pick peas. So dem went away an\u2019 tek\na basket pick de peas, an\u2019 have a baby in de hand, Miss Grace my fair\nlady baby. An\u2019 when dem pickin\u2019 de peas aroun\u2019 sea-ball, Miss Wheel mek\nMiss Grace tek off dress an\u2019 Miss Wheel shove Miss Grace my fair lady\nin de hole. She pick up de peas an\u2019 come home, tek water wash her\nbreast, tek de baby fe her own self; when night come, suckle de baby.\nSo when de Busha come home midnight, she give him de dinner, eat an\u2019\ndrink dat time, no notice him wife at all. T\u2019ree day after dat he keep\non coming but never notice. Till a day when he come, he ax fo\u2019 de\nservant. Say, \u201cNo, my dear, I sen\u2019 her out to de common, soon come.\u201d De\nhusban\u2019 fall in sleep an\u2019 never hear if de servant come in. Till one\nday when de husban\u2019 coming back, one of de neighbor call to him,\n\u201cBusha, you don\u2019 hear what harm done in your house?\u201d He say no. Dem\ntell him he mustn\u2019t even drink cold water into de house de night an\u2019\nhim hear what alarm done. So de Busha go, an\u2019 what de lady gi\u2019 him he\nnever tek, never drink cold water even. Him force him an\u2019 he never\ntouch it. An\u2019 de Busha lay down midnight an\u2019 seem to doze asleep, but\nhe no \u2019sleep.\n\nHave a little dog an\u2019 call de dog \u201cDoggie.\u201d Dog see when dead woman\ncome. She call to de dog,\n\n\n \u201cHan\u2019 me my baby, my little doggie.\u201d\n \u201cO yes, Miss Grace, my fair lady.\u201d\n\n\nGi\u2019 him de baby.\n\n\n \u201cGi\u2019 me some water, my little doggie.\u201d\n \u201cO yes, Miss Grace, my fair lady.\u201d\n\n \u201cHan\u2019 me my bowl, my little doggie.\u201d\n \u201cO yes, Miss Grace, my fair lady.\u201d\n\n \u201cGi\u2019 me some water, my little doggie.\u201d\n \u201cO yes, Miss Grace, my fair lady.\u201d\n\n \u201cGi\u2019 me my comb, my little doggie.\u201d\n \u201cO yes, Miss Grace, my fair lady.\u201d\n\n \u201cGi\u2019 me my baby, my little doggie.\u201d\n \u201cO yes, Miss Grace, my fair lady.\u201d\n\n\nDe gentleman hear ev\u2019ry word. De lady say, \u201cOh, not\u2019ing, my dear!\u201d Don\u2019\nwant de Busha fe hear not\u2019ing. An\u2019 de las\u2019 night come, de neighbor put\nhim up to put a pail of milk an\u2019 a pail of hot water at de doorway an\u2019\nto cover it wid a sheet. De dead woman come an\u2019 call out de same:\n\n\n \u201cGi\u2019 me my clo\u2019es, my little doggie.\u201d\n \u201cO yes, Miss Grace, my fair lady.\u201d\n\n \u201cTake my baby, my little doggie.\u201d\n \u201cO yes, Miss Grace, my fair lady.\u201d\n\n\nTek de baby an\u2019 put it to bed. An\u2019 step in de hot water, pitch into de\nmilk cover wid de white sheet. Take him out of de cover an\u2019 wrap her\nup, an\u2019 she look up eyes fix up. De gentleman say, \u201cWhat do you, me\ndear?\u201d An\u2019 say, \u201cMy sister shove me down in de ball. Him call to me fe\ngo an\u2019 pick peas an\u2019 shove me in deh.\u201d When de gentleman fin\u2019 out wife\ndead, take Miss Wheel, build a lime-kiln an\u2019 ship into a barrel an\u2019\npitch down de hill-side roll it in de fire.\n\n\n Jack man dory!\n Dat\u2019s de end of de story.\n\n\n\n\n\n\n75. ASOONAH.\n\nPhilipp Brown, Mandeville.\n\n\nAsoonah is a big skin t\u2019ing. When it come in you\u2019 yard it will sink de\nwhole place. One day, de lady have t\u2019ree chil\u2019ren an\u2019 leave dem out an\u2019\nhim go to work. An\u2019 den dis Asoonah comin\u2019 in eb\u2019ry day, an\u2019 de\nchil\u2019ren know what time it comin\u2019 an\u2019 deh \u2019tart a singing\u2014\n\n\n \u201cHol\u2019 up fe me \u2019coolmaster tail,\n Limbo, Limbo, Limbo,\n Hol\u2019 up fe me \u2019coolmaster tail,\n Limbo, Limbo, Limbo.\u201d\n\n\nAn\u2019 come again, he ax de small one, \u201cWhar yo\u2019 mudder?\u201d An\u2019 say, \u201cGone a\nwashin\u2019-day.\u201d An\u2019 ax, \u201cWhar de pretty little one?\u201d Tell him, \u201cInside de\nroom.\u201d Ax, \u201cWhar de house whar\u2019s de guinea corn?\u201d an\u2019 holla out,\n\u201cWhar\u2019s de mortar?\u201d Tell him, \u201cInside de kitchen.\u201d So one day now when\nde mudder come, de chil\u2019ren say, \u201cEb\u2019ry day a big t\u2019ing come in yeah\nan\u2019 kyan\u2019t tell what is what.\u201d De mudder said to de husban\u2019, \u201cWell, you\nbetter \u2019top an\u2019 see a wha\u2019 come yeah a daytime.\u201d Got de gun an\u2019 go off\nin de loft in de kitchen-top an\u2019 sit. When him see Asoonah come, he was\nso big he get frightened an\u2019 dodge behin\u2019 de door soon as Asoonah mount\nde hill.... As he reach de gully, he fire de gun and Asoonah fall down\nin gully an\u2019 break him neck.\n\nAn\u2019 de king hear about dis Asoonah, but he couldn\u2019t tell what it is. De\nking say anybody can come in dere and tell what is dis, he give t\u2019ree\nhundred pound. De little boy hear about it an\u2019 he was so tear-up about\nit. An\u2019 de ol\u2019 lady keeping a jooty at de king gate said, \u201cWhat way\nAsoonah \u2019kin a go bring in yeah t\u2019-day?\u201d When de king ax eb\u2019rybody an\u2019\ncouldn\u2019t tell what is it, he went an\u2019 call up de little boy. De boy\nwent to tek it up an\u2019 de king ax him if he know what is it. An\u2019 him\nhol\u2019 it up like dis an\u2019 say, \u201cEh! no Asoonah \u2019kin?\u201d Eb\u2019rybody got\nfrightened and come right out, an\u2019 de king offer de boy t\u2019ree hundred\npound and give a plenty ob clo\u2019es an\u2019 got de boy work again.\n\n\n\n\n\n\n76. THE GREEDY CHILD.\n\n\na. Crossing the River.\n\nGeorge Barrett, Maroon Town, Cock-pit country.\n\nDe chil\u2019ren was gwine to school an\u2019 ev\u2019ry day de ol\u2019 man tek de\nchil\u2019ren dem ober de ribber. De ol\u2019 man ax dem fe some of \u2019em\nbreakfas\u2019. All de chil\u2019ren gi\u2019 him some but one don\u2019 gi him some. Till\nhe \u2019point a day come, de ol\u2019 man say he wan\u2019 somet\u2019ing from him, an\u2019 he\nwouldn\u2019t gi\u2019 it. When he coming back, de ribber come down. Tek ober de\nrest of de chil\u2019ren an\u2019 wouldn\u2019t tek ober dat. Little boy sing,\n\n\n \u201cMudder Galamo,\n I gwine dead t\u2019-day!\u201d\n\n\nDe ol\u2019 man says, \u201cStop singin\u2019.\u201d Eb\u2019ry time sing, de water come up a\nlittle higher. Jus\u2019 to heah, dat time his mudder comin\u2019. Ol\u2019 man say,\n\u201cI mus\u2019 hev two pounds.\u201d She say all right, an tek him ober. An\u2019 dat\ntime, eb\u2019ry day he offer de ol\u2019 man breakfas\u2019.\n\n\n\n\nb. The Plantain.\n\nPhilipp Brown, Mandeville.\n\nEb\u2019ry night de Debbil go out. An\u2019 as him go out, come in an\u2019 say,\n\u201cWife, I scent fresh blood!\u201d De wife said to him, \u201cNo, me husband, no\nfresh blood in heah!\u201d Was de wife\u2019s sisters come an\u2019 look fe him. So\neb\u2019ry night when de debbil coming in, de wife know when him coming in\nan\u2019 put up de sister into a barrel.\n\nDaylight a mo\u2019ning, de Debbil gone back ober de ribber gone sit down.\nSo gi\u2019 de sister a plantain an\u2019 tell her when she reach de hill, him\nwill see her husband sit down right ober de hill, an\u2019 de Debbil will\nsay, \u201cGo s\u2019y (go your way), madame?\u201d An\u2019 mus\u2019 say, \u201cNo one go s\u2019y, no\ntwo go s\u2019y, no t\u2019ree go s\u2019y, but, \u2019im go s\u2019y fe him mamma,\u201d an\u2019 de\nDebbil let him pass. Got a little small sister. Dis sister greedy. An\u2019\nde Debbil come in de night say, \u201cMe wife, eb\u2019ry night I come, I smell\nfresh blood!\u201d An\u2019 de wife said, \u201cNo, me husband!\u201d An\u2019 when de daylight,\nde Debbil go away ober to de hill an\u2019 de sister send away de little\ngirl an\u2019 gi\u2019 him a plantain. An\u2019 when de little girl go on de hill, him\nsee de Debbil. De Debbil say, \u201cGo s\u2019y?\u201d De little girl say (him so\ngreedy now), \u201cNo, go s\u2019y fe mamma, no one go s\u2019y, no two go s\u2019y, no\nt\u2019ree go s\u2019y, no go s\u2019y fe mamma.\u201d De Debbil ketch him ober de hill an\ncarry him right ober to de ribber an\u2019 kill him. An\u2019 from dat day, de\nDebbil hair off him head at de sea-side; an\u2019 from dat de sea got moss.\n\n\n\n\n\n\n77. ALIMOTY AND ALIMINTY.\n\nJulia Gentle, Santa Cruz Mountains.\n\n\nOne day a lady have two daughter, but her sister have one. Sister\ndaughter name Alimoty. An\u2019 everybody love Alimoty, but nobody love him\ndaughter. An\u2019 him go to de Lion an\u2019 say to de Lion he mus\u2019 kill Alimoty\nfor him. Den de Lion say him mus\u2019 put on red frock on Alimoty an\u2019 blue\nfrock on to him daughter when him going to bed. An\u2019 after him going to\nbed, de girl say, \u201cCousin Alimoty, yo\u2019 red frock don\u2019 fit you; let us\nswap!\u201d An\u2019 deh swap. An\u2019 de Lion kill de lady daughter, lef\u2019 one. Den\nde lady tell de Lion mus\u2019 kill Alimoty whom everybody love an\u2019 don\u2019\nlove him daughter. Den he said, \u201cTo-night you mus\u2019 sew on de red frock\non Alimoty an\u2019 de blue frock on to you daughter, an\u2019 I come an\u2019 kill\nhim to-night.\u201d And when deh go to bed, deh swap again, an\u2019 de Lion kill\nde lady daughter,\u2014have none now! Den de Lion said, \u201cTomorrow sen\u2019\nAlimoty to me yard; I will kill him.\u201d Den Alimoty was going t\u2019ru de\nyard an\u2019 de dead mudder give him a bottle of milk, drop it an\u2019 run off.\nAlimoty sing,\u2014\n\n\n \u201cPoor me, Alimoty,\n Poor Alimoty,\n A me Dickie sahnie o-o,\n See me go long a wid two.\u201d\n\n\nAn\u2019 Aliminty was a hunter and hear de singin\u2019 an\u2019 say, \u201cDat is Alimoty\nv\u2019ice!\u201d An\u2019 he came to de Lion yard an\u2019 kill de Lion.\n\n\n\n\n\n\n78. THE FISH LOVER.\n\n\na. Timbo Limbo.\n\nThomas White, Maroon Town.\n\nA man had one daughter an\u2019 de daughter was name\u2019 Lydia. An\u2019 him wife\ndie an\u2019 him married to anudder woman. An\u2019 she have some chil\u2019ren fe de\nman, an\u2019 she like fe him chil\u2019ren more \u2019n de daughter-in-law. Mostly\nit\u2019s de daughter-in-law she impose upon to do de work. An\u2019 she sen\u2019\nLydia fe water, give him a big jug fe go to de ribber; an\u2019 de jug is\nmor\u2019n Lydia weight, dat she alone can\u2019t help up de jug, an\u2019 de\nmudder-in-law won\u2019t sen\u2019 none fe him pickney fe go an\u2019 help up Lydia.\nWhen Lydia get to de ribber-side, Lydia was crying dat de jug is too\nhebby an\u2019 him kyan\u2019t get no one to help him up. An\u2019 a Jack-fish was in\nde ribber hear de lament, an\u2019 went up an\u2019 said to de young woman if him\nwi\u2019 be a wife fe him he wi\u2019 help him up when him come to de\nribber-side. An\u2019 Lydia consent to de Jack-fish to be a wife to him, an\u2019\nLydia fill him jar wid water an\u2019 de Jack-fish help him up an\u2019 \u2019he went\nto de yard.\n\nDe mudder-in-law ask him who \u2019he had a ribber-side to help him up wid\nde jar, an\u2019 Lydia says dat \u2019he has no one. De mudder-in-law says, \u201cYes,\nyou mus\u2019 have some one!\u201d She says, \u201cNo, mudder-in-law, I had no one to\nhelp me but me alone; it\u2019s me alone helping up myself.\u201d An\u2019 one mo\u2019ning\nLydia tek up de jug an\u2019 went to de ribber-side. An\u2019 what de\nmudder-in-law did, him sen\u2019 one of him chil\u2019ren to follow Lydia an\u2019 to\nwatch him at de ribber-side to see who help him up wid de jar. An\u2019 when\nLydia go, him had to sing to call de Jack-fish; when de Jack-fish hear\nde voice of Lydia, him will come up to help her. De fish name is Timbo\nLimbo an\u2019 de song is dis,\n\n\n Timbo, Limbo, Timbo, Limbo, Timbo, Limbo,\n Same gal, Lydia, Timbo, Limbo, Timbo Limbo,\n\n\nAn\u2019 de little child do see de Jack-fish dat were helping up Lydia, an\u2019\nwent back home an\u2019 tell him mamma, \u201cMamma, me sister Lydia do have a\nman-fish at de ribber-side fe help him up.\u201d At night when de man come\nfrom work, him wife said to him dat Lydia have a big Jack-fish fo help\nhim up at ribber-side. So de man tell him wife, \u201cWhen daylight a\nmo\u2019ning, you mus\u2019 get Lydia ready an\u2019 sen\u2019 him on to Montego Bay an\u2019\nbuy black pepper an\u2019 skelion.\u201d In de mo\u2019ning, mudder-in-law call de\ngirl fe sen\u2019 him on to de Bay. Lydia start crying, for Lydia mistrus\u2019\ndat is somet\u2019ing dey gwine do in de day. When him gone, de fader load\nhim gun an\u2019 him call de little girl fe dem go to de ribber-side. De\nlittle girl gwine sing, sing t\u2019ree time, change him voice,\u2014\n\n\n \u201cTimbo Limbo,\n Same gal Lydia,\n Timbo Limbo o-o-o!\u201d\n\n\nAn\u2019 de water go roun\u2019 so, an\u2019 de Jack-fish come out. An\u2019 de fader shoot\nhim eh-h-h-h, an\u2019 de Jack-fish tu\u2019n right over; an\u2019 de fader tek off\nhim clo\u2019es an\u2019 jump in de water an\u2019 swim an\u2019 tek out de Jack-fish an\u2019\ncarry to de yard.\n\nAn\u2019 as him begun to scale de fish, one of de scale fly all de way some\ntwo miles an\u2019 go an\u2019 meet Lydia an\u2019 drop at Lydia breast. An\u2019 when\nLydia tek off de scale of de fish an\u2019 notice de fish-scale, him fin\u2019 it\nwas Timbo limbo scale. An\u2019 she start crying an\u2019 run on to de yard, an\u2019\ndidn\u2019t mek no delay, only tek up him jar an\u2019 went to de ribber an\u2019 him\n\u2019tart him song,\u2014\n\n\n \u201cTimbo Limbo,\n Same gal Lydia,\n Timbo Limbo o!\u201d\n\n\nDe Jack-fish didn\u2019t come up. An\u2019 \u2019tart a-singin\u2019 again,\n\n\n \u201cTimbo Limbo,\n Same gal Lydia,\n Timbo Limbo o-o!\u201d\n\n\nDe water stay steady. An\u2019 tek up de song again,\n\n\n \u201cTimbo Limbo,\n Same gal Lydia,\n Timbo Limbo o-o-o!\u201d\n\n\nAn\u2019 de water tu\u2019n blood. An\u2019 when him fin\u2019 dat Timbo Limbo wasn\u2019t in de\nwater, Lydia tek up himself an\u2019 drown himself right in de water.\n\nJack man dory, choose none!\n\n\n\n\nb. Fish fish fish.\n\nFlorence Thomlinson, Lacovia.\n\nIt was mother and two daughters. One of the daughters go to river-side\nworship a little fish. She commence to sing and the fish will come up\nto her,\n\n\n Fish, fish, fish, fish, pengeleng, Come on the river, come pengeleng.\n\n\nSo the little fish come to her and she play play play, let go the fish\nand the fish go back in the river.\n\nAn\u2019 when she go back home, her mother quarrel, say she wait back so\nlong. Next day, wouldn\u2019t send her back to river, send the other\ndaughter. So when the other daughter went, she sung the same song she\nhear her sister sing,\u2014\n\n\n \u201cFish fish fish fish, pengeleng,\n Come on the river, pengeleng.\u201d\n\n\nShe catch the fish, bring it home, they cook the fish for dinner and\nsave some for the other daughter. When she came, she didn\u2019t eat it for\nshe knew it was the said fish. She begin to sing,\n\n\n \u201cFish fish fish fish, pengeleng!\u201d\n\n\nThe other sister said, \u201cT\u2019ank God, me no eat de fish!\u201d The mother said,\n\u201cT\u2019ank God, me no eat de fish!\u201d She go on singing until all the fish\ncome up and turn a big fish, and she take it put it back in the river.\n\n\n\n\nc. Dear Old Juna.\n\nRichard Pottinger, Claremont, St. Ann.\n\nA man and a woman had but one daughter was their pet. The girl was\nengaged to a fish, to another young man too. She generally at ten\no\u2019clock cook breakfas\u2019 for the both. That man at home eat, then she\ntook a waiter wid the fish breakfas\u2019 to the river. When she go to the\nriver, she had to sing a song that the fish might come out,\u2014\n\n\n \u201cDear old Juna, dear old Juna,\n Oona a da vina sa,\n Oona oona oona oona,\n You\u2019 mudder run you fader forsake you,\n You don\u2019 know you deh!\u201d\n\n\nFish coming now, sing\n\n\n \u201cKai, kai, Juna, me know you!\u201d\n\n\nThe fish come out to have his breakfas\u2019.\n\nGo on for several days, every day she sing the same; the fish give her\nthe same reply. The young man thought of it now. One morning, he went a\nlittle earlier wid his gun, sing the same tune. The fish come out, sing\nthe same tune as it generally do. The young man shot it, carry the fish\nhome, dressed it, everybody eat now, gal an\u2019 ev\u2019rybody. At the end of\nthe eating, she found out it was the said fish. She dropped dead at the\ninstant.\n\n\n\n\n\n\n79. JUGGIN STRAW BLUE.\n\nDavid Roach, Lacovia.\n\nThere was a woman have a daughter and a neice, and the neice was\ncourting by one Juggin Straw Blue. She love the daughter more than she\nlove the neice and always want the neice to do more work than what the\ndaughter do. Well, the lady send the neice to a river one day with a\nbig tub to bring water in it. The girl went to the river and get the\ntub fill and she couldn\u2019t help it up. An Old Witch man was by the\nriver-side, and he help her up and tol\u2019 her not to tell nobody who help\nher up with the water. But when she went home, the aunt pumped her to\nknow who help her up and she told her. Therefore the aunt know that the\nOld Witch man will come for her in the night, and she lock her up into\nan iron chest. Part of the night, the Old Witch man comes in search of\nthe girl. So the girl was crying into the iron chest and the tears went\nthrough the keyhole and he wiped it and licked it and says, \u201cAfter the\nfat is so sweet, what says the flesh!\u201d And he burst the door open and\ntake her out.\n\nAnd the Old Witch man travel with the girl and he have a knock knee and\nthe sound of his knee was like a music,\u2014\n\n\n Na koo-ma no year-ie de knee bang cri\u2019 bang cri\u2019 bang.\n\n\nAnd the Old Witch man says to her, \u201cYour head and your lights is for my\ndog, and your liver is for my supper!\u201d So the girl started a song,\u2014\n\n\n Why, why, why, my Jug-gin Straw Blue, No Mam-my don\u2019 know, No\n Dad-dy don\u2019 know, This rot-ten stuff, this stink-in\u2019 stuff, then\n car-ry me down to gul-ly True Blue, you\u2019ll see me no more.\n\n\nSo as this girl was courting by Juggin Straw Blue, his mother was an\nOld Witch too. And the courtyer\u2019s mother waked him up and gave him\neight eggs; for the Old Witch man has seven heads and seven eggs, and\neach egg is for one of the Old Witch head. Well, the boy went after the\nOld Witch man and overtake him and mash one of the egg, and day light.\nAnd he cut off one of the head. An\u2019 the Old Witch man mash one of his\negg and night came back. An\u2019 the boy mash the next one of his, and day\nlight again; an\u2019 the Old Witch man mash one of his egg and night come\nback again. And so they went on that way until the boy mash seven egg\nand cut off the Old Witch seven heads and take away his girl. And he\nwent home with his girl and marry.\n\n\n\n\n\n\n80. THE WITCH AND THE GRAIN OF PEAS.\n\nThomas White, Maroon Town.\n\n\nIt was a man were married to a woman first and he had one child wid de\nfirst woman he were married to. An\u2019 de first woman dat he married to\ndead an\u2019 he go married to anodder one; an\u2019 de girl has to call her\n\u201cmudder-in-law.\u201d An\u2019 de mudder-in-law doesn\u2019t like de daughter-in-law.\nAn\u2019 one day de mudder-in-law go to him field gone work. In de morning\nshe wash some peas an\u2019 put on de peas on fire an\u2019 went away to ground.\nAn\u2019 de daughter-in-law doesn\u2019t live at dis house, live in house by\nherself. An\u2019 de daughter-in-law come deh, ketch de daughter, louse and\ncomb him hair. At de same time de mudder-in-law is Old Witch, know dat\nde daughter-in-law come to house. So as she was gwine away de eb\u2019ning,\nde daughter said, \u201cLook yeah, sister, mamma put on some peas on de\nfire; why don\u2019 you tek one grain of de peas?\u201d An\u2019 she open de pot an\u2019\ntek out one grain of de peas. An\u2019 when de Old Witch woman know dat de\ndaughter-in-law tek out one grain of de peas, shet put up de hoe an\u2019\nwent from ground an\u2019 come back to house an\u2019 tek down de pot an\u2019 tu\u2019n\nout all de peas in bowl, an\u2019 she couple eb\u2019ry grain of de peas until\nshe fin\u2019 one don\u2019 have a match. And said to child, \u201cLook yeah! you\u2019\nsister come to-day?\u201d\u2014\u201cNo, never come to-day!\u201d\u2014\u201cYes, don\u2019 control me,\nfor I see at de grain dat you\u2019 sister come an\u2019 tek out one grain from\nde pot.\u201d An\u2019 gwine to swear him at de river to drown her because she\ntek de peas. An\u2019 she say, \u201cIf you don\u2019 eat my peas to-day you won\u2019\ndrownded, but if you eat my peas you will drownded.\u201d So de girl took up\nde song,\u2014\n\n\n Oh, me dear-est ma-ma, me mu-ma, oh, Poor me one, oh, Peace,\n oh, a ring down. Ah, me dear-est ma-ma,\n ring down peace, oh, a ring down, Ah, ye ring down.\n\n\nAnd at de said time, de young girl had a sweetheart outside name of\nWilliam. An\u2019 William mamma heard de song \u2019pon de ribber-side and send\naway to carpenter-shop an\u2019 tell William heard his girl singing quite\nmournful on ribber-side. An\u2019 him go up on lime-tree an\u2019 pick four lime\nan\u2019 gwine a fowl-nest an\u2019 tek four fowl-egg an\u2019 gwine a turkey-nest an\u2019\ntek four turkey-egg an\u2019 tek four marble, an\u2019 call de girl an\u2019 put her\nbefore him. An\u2019 William an\u2019 de girl mudder-in-law come to a battle at\nde ribber-side an\u2019 William kill de woman. An\u2019 he put de girl before him\nan\u2019 carry her home an\u2019 marry her.\n\n\n\n\n\n\n81. BOSEN CORNER.\n\nMartha Roe, Maroon Town, Cock-pit country.\n\nA woman have two daughter; one was her own chil\u2019 an\u2019 one was her\ndaughter-in-law. So she didn\u2019t use her daughter-in-law good. So de\nplace whe\u2019 dem go fe water a bad place, Ol\u2019 Witch country. De place\nname Bosen Corner. One day she sen\u2019 de daughter-in-law fe water. So\nwhen she go long, she see so-so [53] head in de road; she put her hand\non belly mek kind howdy. Go on again, see two foot go one in anudder so\n(crossed) in de road. An\u2019 say, \u201cHowdy, papa.\u201d So-so foot say, \u201cGal,\nwhe\u2019 you gwine?\u201d She said, \u201cMamma sen\u2019 me a Bosen Corner fe water.\u201d He\nsay, \u201cGo on, gal; good befo\u2019 an\u2019 bad behin\u2019.\u201d She go on till she ketch\nto a little hut, see one ol\u2019 lady sit down deh. She say, \u201cHowdy, nana.\u201d\nDe ol\u2019 lady say, \u201cWhe\u2019 you gwine?\u201d Say, \u201cMa sen\u2019 me a Bosen Corner fe\nwater, ma\u2019am.\u201d De ol\u2019 lady say, \u201cCome in here; late night goin\u2019 tek\nyou.\u201d De Ol\u2019 Witch go pick up one piece of bone out dungle-heap an\u2019\nchoppy up putty in pot, an\u2019 four grain of rice. Boil de pot full of\nmeat an\u2019 rice an\u2019 get de gal dinner. De gal eat, an\u2019 eat done call her\nsay, \u201cMe gal, come here \u2019cratch me back.\u201d When she run her han\u2019 \u2019cratch\nher back so, back pick all de gal han\u2019 so it bleed. Ol\u2019 Witch ask her,\n\u201cWhat de matter you\u2019 han\u2019?\u201d Say, \u201cNot\u2019ing, ma\u2019am.\u201d Even when it cut up\nall bleed, never say not\u2019ing. When she go sit down, ol\u2019 lady go out of\ndoor come in one ol\u2019 cat. De ol\u2019 cat come in de gal lap, an\u2019 she hug it\nup an\u2019 coax de cat an\u2019 was so kin\u2019 to de cat. An\u2019 de gal sleep an\u2019 get\nup to go away in de mo\u2019ning. De ol\u2019 lady tell her say mus\u2019 go roun\u2019 de\nhouse see some fowl-egg. She tell de gal say, de egg whe\u2019 she hear say\n\u201cTek me! tek me!\u201d dem are big egg; she musn\u2019t tek dem; small egg say,\n\u201cNo tek me!\u201d she mus\u2019 tek four. First cross-road ketch, she mus\u2019 mash\none. Firs\u2019 cross-road she mash one de egg, an\u2019 see into a big pretty\ncommon. Second cross-road she mash udder one; de common pack up wid cow\nan\u2019 goat an\u2019 sheep an\u2019 ev\u2019ryt\u2019ing dat a gentleman possess in property.\nDe t\u2019ird cross-road she mash anudder one; she saw a pretty young\ngentleman come out into a buggy. De fourt\u2019 cross-road she mash de las\u2019\negg an\u2019 fin\u2019 de gentleman is a prince an\u2019 he marry her.\n\nDe daughter-in-law come, her an\u2019 her husban\u2019, drive into de yard see\nmudder-in-law. She expec\u2019 de Ol\u2019 Witch kill de gal didn\u2019t know she was\nliving. So she sen\u2019 fe her own daughter, sen\u2019 a Bosen Corner fe water,\nsay de udder one go get fe her riches, so she mus\u2019 get riches too. De\ngal tek a gourd an\u2019 going now fe water too. Go long an\u2019 see so-so head\nan\u2019 say, \u201cAy-e-e! from me bo\u2019n I nebber see so-so head yet!\u201d So-so head\nsay, \u201cGo long, gal! better day befo\u2019.\u201d An\u2019 go long an\u2019 meet upon so-so\nfoot, an\u2019 say, \u201cEh! me mamma sen\u2019 me fe water I buck up agains\u2019 all\nkind of bugaboo, meet all kin\u2019 of insect!\u201d An\u2019 say, \u201cGo long, gal!\nbetter day befo\u2019.\u201d An\u2019 go de ol\u2019 lady house now. De ol\u2019 lady go tek de\nol\u2019 bone go putty on de fire again, an\u2019 say, \u201cNana, you gwine tell me\nso-so bone bile t\u2019-day fe me dinner?\u201d An\u2019 when she see de four grain of\nrice she say, \u201cNebber see fo\u2019 grain of rice go in a pot yet!\u201d Till it\nboil de pot full de same wid rice an\u2019 meat. De ol\u2019 lady share fe her\ndinner give her, an\u2019 she go tu\u2019n a puss an\u2019 come back in. When de puss\nbeg fe little rice, de gal pick her up fling her out de door. Ol\u2019 lady\ncall her fe come, \u2019cratch him back too, an\u2019 put him han\u2019 to \u2019cratch him\nback, draw it back say, \u201cNebber see such a t\u2019ing to \u2019cratch de back an\u2019\ncut han\u2019!\u201d Nex\u2019 mo\u2019ning, de ol\u2019 lady tell her mus\u2019 look in back of de\nhouse tek egg. De big egg say, \u201cTek me! tek me!\u201d mus\u2019n\u2019t tek dem; de\nlittle egg say, \u201cNo tek me! no tek me!\u201d mus\u2019 tek four. She don\u2019 tek de\nsmall one, tek four of de big egg. De firs\u2019 cross-road she break one\nan\u2019 see a whole heap of snake. At de secon\u2019 cross-road she break\nanudder an\u2019 see a whole lot of insect. At de las\u2019 cross-road she massoo\none, an\u2019 see a big Ol\u2019 Witch man tear her up kill her \u2019tiff dead in de\nroad.\n\n\n\n\n\n\n82. THE THREE DOGS.\n\n\na. Boy and Witch Woman.\n\nThomas White, Maroon Town.\n\nOlden time it was a young man an\u2019 him brudder. Dem two of \u2019em was bred\nup on a property penning cow. Eb\u2019ry morning dat dey wan\u2019 to pen, carry\ndem breakfas\u2019 an\u2019 carry dem fire. An\u2019 one morning dat dem going, \u2019em\ncarry food but dey didn\u2019 carry no fire. An\u2019 dem pen cow until twelve\no\u2019clock in de day an\u2019 de smaller one feel hungry. He say, \u201cBrar, me\nhungry! how we gwine to get fire?\u201d An\u2019 dey look \u2019pon a hill-side,\u2014jus\u2019\nas out deh, an\u2019 see a smoke an\u2019 de smaller one go look fe fire. An\u2019 he\ngo right up de hill an\u2019 see a big open house; lady in open kitchen. An\u2019\nshe was Old Witch. An\u2019 he frighten an\u2019 come back. So now de bigger\nbrudder go, name of William. An\u2019 as he go up, stop behin\u2019 one big dry\n\u2019tump, stan\u2019 up deh an\u2019 look what de Ol\u2019 Witch do. An\u2019 dis Ol\u2019 Witch\ngot on a pot on fire, an\u2019 tek off de pot an\u2019 him dish out all vessels\nright t\u2019ru, de boy don\u2019 see no pickney in kitchen, only de Ol\u2019 Witch.\nAn\u2019 Ol\u2019 Witch knock on side, pon pon pon, an\u2019 all pickney come out,\ntwenty big man and small children, women and boy pickney. An\u2019 dey all\nsit down deh an\u2019 eat. When dey done, who fe smoke de pipe dem smoke.\nAn\u2019 Ol\u2019 Witch get up an\u2019 knock, pon pon, an\u2019 all de chil\u2019ren go up in\nhim back.\n\nAn\u2019 den de boy call to him now, say, \u201cMawnin\u2019, Nana!\u201d She frightened\nand ask if he been deh long time an\u2019 he say, \u201cNo, jus\u2019 come up to beg\nfe fire.\u201d An\u2019 she says, \u201cTek fire, but don\u2019 tek me fire-stick;\u201d an\u2019 de\nboy tu\u2019n back an\u2019 break a piece o\u2019 rotten wood an\u2019 hol\u2019 it \u2019gainst de\nsteam of de fire an\u2019 ketch de rotten wood. An\u2019 Ol\u2019 Witch say to him,\n\u201cBoy, you jus\u2019 a good as me!\u201d Boy said, \u201cNo, Nana, I\u2019m not so good!\u201d\nAn\u2019 de boy go down in cow-pen an\u2019 when in de height of penning up de\ncow, tell de smaller brudder not to mek up fire, pen de cow an\u2019 go home\nquick quick. An\u2019 dis bigger brudder was a witch himself an\u2019 know all\nabout what come after him, an\u2019 when he go home, go inside de house,\nfawn sick.\n\nAn\u2019 in a quick time de Ol\u2019 Witch was upon dem. An\u2019 she go in de yard,\nsay, anyone as would knock de packey off \u2019im head she would tek for a\nhusband. De smaller brudder fling an\u2019 couldn\u2019t knock off de packey. De\nOl\u2019 Witch woman call to William mamma if she don\u2019 have a bigger son.\n\u201cYes, but he have fever in bed, kyan\u2019t come out.\u201d An\u2019 de Ol\u2019 Witch\nnever cease till William have to come out. As he come out, he pick up a\nlittle trash an\u2019 knock off de packey. Ol\u2019 Witch say, \u201cYes, you is my\nhusban\u2019!\u201d\n\nAn\u2019 him sleep at William house de night; nex\u2019 mo\u2019ning dem gwine to go\n\u2019way. In de night, when William an\u2019 de wife gone to bed, part of de\nnight when William was in dead sleep, de Ol\u2019 Witch tek one razor to cut\nWilliam t\u2019roat. An\u2019 William have t\u2019ree dog, one name Blum-blum, one\nname Sinde, one name Dido. An\u2019 when de Ol\u2019 Witch tek de razor,\nBlum-blum grumble an\u2019 de razor mout\u2019 tu\u2019n over. William wake. He drop\nasleep again, Ol\u2019 Witch raise up,\u2014\n\n\n Sharpen me razor, Sharpen me razor, shar come schwee, sho am schwee!\n\n\nSinde grumble an\u2019 razor mout\u2019 tu\u2019n over. An\u2019 drop asleep again, an\u2019\nwhen de Ol\u2019 Witch raise up again, Dido grumble an\u2019 de razor mout\u2019 tu\u2019n\nover.\n\nDaylight a mo\u2019ning, get up William mamma, boil coffee, give dem\nchocolate. William an\u2019 wife gwine away now, an\u2019 he tell him mudder\nchain dem t\u2019ree dog dey got, Blum-blum, Sinde, Dido; an\u2019 him get a big\nwhite basin an\u2019 he set de basin jus\u2019 at de hall middle, an\u2019 him tell de\nmudder dat as soon as see de basin boil up in blood, him mus\u2019 let go de\nt\u2019ree dogs. An\u2019 he tell good-by, gwine now in witch country. Travel an\u2019\ntravel till dem come to clean common. An\u2019 he fling a marble so far, de\nplace wha\u2019 de marble stop is one apple-tree grow, had one apple quite\nin de branch top. An\u2019 \u2019he said, \u201cMy dear William, I ask you kindly if\nyou will climb dis tree an\u2019 pick dis apple fo\u2019 me.\u201d When William go up\nin de apple-tree, Ol\u2019 Witch says to William, \u201cHah! I tell you I got you\nt\u2019-day! for de place wha\u2019 you see me knock out pickney out o\u2019 me skin,\nyou wi\u2019 have to tell me t\u2019-day.\u201d William says, \u201cYes, I know about dat\nlong time, for it will be \u2018iron cut iron\u2019 to-day!\u201d For oftentimes him\nan\u2019 fader go to wood an\u2019 him saw fader fall a green tree an\u2019 leave a\ndry one. As Ol\u2019 Witch got William on apple-tree, Ol\u2019 Witch knock out\nten axe an\u2019 ten axe-men, gwine fall de tree. Den William start song,\u2014\n\n\n Blum-blum, Sinde, Dido di-i-i-i-i-i. Blum-blum, Sinde, Dido.\n\n\nDen de Ol\u2019 Witch sing,\u2014\n\n\nChin, fallah, fallah, Chin, fallah, fallah, Chin, fallah, fallah, Chin.\n\n\nWhen de tree goin\u2019 to fall, William said, \u201cBear me up, me good tree!\nMany time me fader fell green tree, leave dry one.\u201d De witch knock out\ntwenty axe-men, t\u2019irty axe-men.\n\n\n \u201cBlum-blum, Sinde, Dido,\n Um um eh o,\n Blum-blum, Sinde, Dido!\u201d\n\n\nDen de Ol\u2019 Witch sing,\n\n\n \u201cChin fallah fallah, chin fallah fallah.\u201d\n\n\nWhen de tree goin\u2019 to fall, William said, \u201cBear me up, me good tree;\nmany time me fader fell green tree, leave dry one.\u201d De Witch knock out\ntwenty axe-men, t\u2019irty axe-men.\n\n\n \u201cBlum-blum, Sinde, Dido-o-o!\u201d\n\n\nDen de Ol\u2019 Witch sing,\n\n\n \u201cChin fallah fallah, chin fallah fallah.\u201d\n\n\nWhile William in de tree, white basin boil up wid blood. An\u2019 William\ngot a deaf-ears mamma. An\u2019 de nex\u2019 neighbor come in an\u2019 chattin\u2019 wid\nWilliam mudder de whole day; an\u2019 in height of basin boil over an\u2019 run a\nstream slap on de frock of de ol\u2019 lady chattin\u2019 in de kitchen. When de\nol\u2019 lady see de blood hot, she cut de chain of Blum-blum an\u2019 Sinde.\nDido cut de chain himself, an\u2019 de t\u2019ree dog gallop \u2019way. When William\nup tree see de t\u2019ree dog coming, he only shake his hand an\u2019 de t\u2019ree\ndog drop. An\u2019 de t\u2019ree dog wait till de Ol\u2019 Witch get forty axe-man\nround de tree. In de height of cutting de tree, de t\u2019ree dog destroy\nev\u2019ry one of dem an kill de Ol\u2019 Witch herself.\n\nAn\u2019 William come down off de tree an\u2019 tek his machete an\u2019 scatter Ol\u2019\nWitch over de whole earth, an\u2019 everywhere you go you can see dat bad\ncowitch is not\u2019ing else den de pieces of de Ol\u2019 Witch.\n\nJack man dory, choose now!\n\n\n\n\nb. Lucy and Janet.\n\nMartha Roe, Harmony Hall, Cock-pit country.\n\nOnce a woman have two daughter. Lucy an\u2019 Janet were de two girl name.\nShe sen\u2019 dem far to school. Der is Ol\u2019 Witch live along de road. An\u2019\nshe had t\u2019ree dog, one name Dick, one name Dandy, an\u2019 one name Bellamo.\nAugust, Lucy was going home, going spend time wid her mamma, an\u2019 de\nmudder has to sen\u2019 dose t\u2019ree dog to go carry her home. An\u2019 all her\nbreakfas\u2019 fe her an\u2019 t\u2019ree dog she put all togedder. Lucy were kind.\nWhen Lucy catch to her breakfas\u2019, she an\u2019 de t\u2019ree dog eat togedder;\nshe never consider dem as dog, she take dem as frien\u2019. So when she\ncatch half-way, de t\u2019ree dog stop back an\u2019 one big Ol\u2019 Witch man come\nout to destroy Lucy. Dat time, de dog leave her quite back; now she\ngwine call dem:\n\n\n \u201cYah! Bellamo, Dick an\u2019 Dandy,\n Yah! Bellamo, yo!\u201d\n\n\nDe t\u2019ree dog run in an\u2019 dem tear up de Ol\u2019 Witch an\u2019 kill him. So ev\u2019ry\ntime Lucy come, dose t\u2019ree dog guide her to her mamma go an\u2019 spen\u2019\nAugust, an\u2019 de t\u2019ree of dem carry her back to her school-missus place.\n\nWell, Christmas, Janet a go. De dog come to carry home Janet. When dey\ncome, she say, \u201cI wonder what you all doin\u2019 so long!\u201d an\u2019 begin to\nquarrel. When she ketch fe to eat breakfas\u2019, she eat her breakfas\u2019\nfirst den she divide what left give de t\u2019ree dog. So as she started on,\nde dog dem start back de same as usual. When de Ol\u2019 Witch man come out,\ngoing call de dog now. And say, (harshly)\n\n\n \u201cYah! Bellamo, Dick an\u2019 Dandy,\n Yah! Bellamo, yah!\u201d\n\n\nDog wouldn\u2019t come. An\u2019 de Ol\u2019 Witch kill dat girl t\u2019ru her bad manner.\nSo you fin\u2019 plenty of young people don\u2019 have manners.\n\n\u201cMoney won\u2019t take you \u2019round de island like civility.\u201d [54]\n\n\n\n\n\n\n83. ANDREW AND HIS SISTERS.\n\nThomas White, Maroon Town.\n\n\nA woman have t\u2019ree daughter an\u2019 one son, an\u2019 de son was a yawzy \u2019kin.\n[55] De t\u2019ree sister, one name Madame Sally, one name Madame Queen\nAnne, one name Madame Fanny, an\u2019 de brudder name Andrew. De t\u2019ree\nsister don\u2019 count much by de brudder. An\u2019 one day dem goin\u2019 out to see\nfrien\u2019, an\u2019 bake pone an\u2019, in de mo\u2019ning, tell der mudder good-by an\u2019\ntell der fader good-by; dey never speak to de yawzy boy Andrew. Travel\nde whole day till late tek dem. An\u2019 dey look out on a common, dey saw a\nbig white house an\u2019 dey call up an\u2019 ax fe a lodging fe de night, an\u2019 de\nwoman in de house tell dem yes. An\u2019 it was an Ol\u2019 Witch house dem goin\u2019\nto sleep. De Ol\u2019 Witch woman cook dinner give dem, an\u2019 bed-time get a\nnice bed to sleep in. An\u2019 de Ol\u2019 Witch woman drug dem, an\u2019 dey fallen\nin sleep.\n\nAt de said time, de yawzy \u2019kin brudder Andrew was half Ol\u2019 Witch an\u2019 he\nknow what his sister was goin\u2019 to meet in de night. An\u2019 he follow dem\nwhole day, until night, when de girl gone to bed, de Ol\u2019 Witch brudder\nfin\u2019 himself under de Ol\u2019 Witch house. An\u2019 dis Ol\u2019 Witch woman had\nt\u2019ree copper hung up into her house. An\u2019 part of de night when de girl\nwere in sleep, Ol\u2019 Witch went to kill one of de girl. As him catch de\ngirl t\u2019roat for go cut i\u2019, yawzy boy Andrew cry out,\u2014\n\n\n Ya bwa, ya bwa, ya bwa, ya bwa. Raise up an\u2019 you, madam\n Fan, you. Raise up an\u2019 you, madam Sal, you. Raise up an\u2019 you,\n madam Queen Anne, An\u2019 me name An\u2019, an me name Andrew, an\u2019 me name An\u2019.\n\n\nAs him sing out, razor-mout\u2019 tu\u2019n over. Ol\u2019 Witch woman said, \u201cBut,\nbwoy, whe\u2019 you come from come here?\u201d Andrew say, \u201cHi, Nana! me follow\nme sister dem come deh. But I have yawzy an\u2019 when de yawzy bite me, me\nmudder kill a cow an\u2019 tek de blood an\u2019 wash me.\u201d De Ol\u2019 Witch kill a\ncow an\u2019 tek de blood an\u2019 wash de boy, an\u2019 de boy fall in sleep back. So\nshe go an catch Madame Queen Anne to cut him t\u2019roat, an\u2019 de boy Andrew\nbawl out again,\n\n\n \u201cYa, bwoy, ya, bwoy, a me name o\n A me name Andrew,\n Rise up, Madame Fanny,\n Rise up, Madame Queen Anne,\n Rise up, Madame Sally,\n A me name o,\n A me name Andrew, a me name o.\u201d\n\n\nOl\u2019 Witch razor mout\u2019 tu\u2019n over. Ol\u2019 Witch gi\u2019 out, \u201cBwoy, whe\u2019 you\ncome from, torment me so?\u201d Boy said, \u201cHi, Nana! when me to home, when\nme yawzy bite me, if it is de bigges\u2019 barrow me mamma got, \u2019m kill him\nan\u2019 tek de blood wash me.\u201d An\u2019 Ol\u2019 Witch kill a barrow an\u2019 wash him,\nan\u2019 de boy gone to bed, gone sleep. Day coming fast, Ol\u2019 Witch mad to\neat de girl. When she t\u2019ink dat Andrew asleep, him not sleeping. Well,\nde ol\u2019 lady wait for a good time an\u2019 him went in de room an\u2019 him catch\nMadame Fanny t\u2019roat to cut him. An\u2019 him hear,\u2014\n\n\n \u201cYa, bwoy, ya, bwoy,\n A me name Andrew, a me name o\n Rise up, Madame Fanny,\n Rise up, Madame Queen Anne,\n Rise up, Madame Sally,\n A me name o\n A me name Andrew, a me name o.\u201d\n\n\nBoy jump out an\u2019 say, \u201cHi, Nana! de yawzy bite me dat I kyan\u2019 sleep.\nNana, when I to home me mamma tek de bigges\u2019 sheep, tek de blood wash\nme.\u201d Dat time, Ol\u2019 Witch copper deh \u2019pon fire was boiling hard, an\u2019\nAndrew ketch de Ol\u2019 Witch an\u2019 knock him down in de copper an\u2019 kill him\ndead. An\u2019 Andrew detain de t\u2019ree sister \u2019pon Ol\u2019 Witch property, an\u2019\nhim claim de property as his own, an\u2019 sen\u2019 away for his mudder an\u2019 his\nfader, an\u2019 tek all de Ol\u2019 Witch riches an\u2019 live upon it, mek himself a\nman.\n\nJack man dory, choose none!\n\n\n\n\n\n\n84. THE HUNTER.\n\n\na. The Bull turned Courter.\n\nGeorge Barret, Maroon Town, Cock-pit country.\n\nDeh is an ol\u2019 man live into a big large city an\u2019 ev\u2019ry day he go out\nan\u2019 shoot some cow. Ev\u2019ry time he go out an\u2019 see dem come to de pond\ndrink water, he shoot one. An\u2019 when de rest mek a\u2019ter him to come an\u2019\nkill him, he say \u201cChee!\u201d an\u2019 he tu\u2019n a stone; an\u2019 dey come an\u2019 couldn\u2019t\nsee him an\u2019 dey have to leave him. An\u2019 he tek up dat one, cut it up an\u2019\ncarry to his house. When dat done, he come again, an\u2019 dey come drink\nwater until de las\u2019 one come out, an\u2019 he shoot him. An\u2019 ev\u2019ry day\ncontinually de one t\u2019ing.\n\nSo he leave one bull, an\u2019 go a\u2019ter de bull many days an\u2019 couldn\u2019t\novertake him. An\u2019 dat ol\u2019 man get dead an\u2019 leave his wife an\u2019 one\ndaughter, big woman now. Den de bull change himself into a man. He go\nto de tailor an\u2019 mek him a suit of clo\u2019es an\u2019 a pair o\u2019 boot to put on,\nan\u2019 was comin\u2019 soon in de mo\u2019nin\u2019 about ten o\u2019clock. An\u2019 de daughter\nsay, \u201cWell, since I live here, deh is not a man come here yet an\u2019 dat\nis me husban\u2019!\u201d An\u2019 on de day he come, say, don\u2019 eat beef, anyt\u2019ing\nelse gi\u2019 it to him he wi\u2019 eat. Den \u2019he begin to tell him say, \u201cWhen me\nfader go to de pond-side an\u2019 shoot a cow, he say \u2018Chee!\u2019 an\u2019 tu\u2019n a\nstone.\u201d De mudder in a dif\u2019rent room say, \u201cDe firs\u2019 time you get a\nhusban\u2019 you tell him all yo\u2019 belly-word? Save somet\u2019ing!\u201d\n\nNex\u2019 day dem gwine away. Den de young woman walk wid him t\u2019ru de common\ntill him ketch de place whe\u2019 him hide him skin; den he say, \u201cYou sit\ndown an\u2019 wait a while.\u201d Den, she sit down dis way, an\u2019 hear a stick\nbroke, an\u2019 when she tu\u2019n round so, see de bull was comin\u2019 on upon him.\nDen him buck him, an\u2019 say \u201cChee!\u201d an\u2019 tu\u2019n dry trash. He \u2019crape up all\nde trash an\u2019 mash dem up to lint. Dat time de girl say \u201cChee!\u201d an\u2019 she\ntu\u2019n a tree. He buck de tree, \u2019crape off all de bark. Girl say \u201cChee!\u201d\nan\u2019 tu\u2019n a needle fasten at de tail; when him going away swinging tail,\nhim drop \u2019pon a leaf. When see him gone to a distance, him say \u201cChee!\u201d\nan\u2019 tu\u2019n de same somebody again. An\u2019 run to him house, holla \u201cMamma,\nopen do\u2019!\u201d De ma say, \u201cWha\u2019 I tell you? Save somet\u2019ing! De firs\u2019 day\nyou get a husban\u2019, you tell all yo\u2019 belly-word.\u201d\n\n\n\n\nb. The Cow turned Woman.\n\nElizabeth Hilton, Harmony Hall, Cock-pit country.\n\nOne time a woman have one single child,\u2014a boy. An\u2019 choose out a hunter.\nMother fret an\u2019 cry a good deal an\u2019 say not a good trade, he might get\ndead in the bush. Sometime, go \u2019way for two or three months an\u2019 don\u2019\nreturn, and where he shooting, only wild cow is there. The cow is so\ncross he has to turn stick an\u2019 stone to live amongst the cow.\n\nOne day when he go shooting, he see a beautiful young lady\u2014one of the\ncow turn a beautiful young lady. An\u2019 he married her an\u2019 carried her\nhome. When he go a-bed a\u2019 night his wife say, \u201cHow you live among those\nwil\u2019 cow an\u2019 they never kill you, an\u2019 no other hunter ever could return\nhome?\u201d Said, \u201cMe love, when the cow come to buck me, I turn a piece of\nstick, an\u2019 they buck me all the same, I turn a rock,\u2014I turn all\ndifferent things.\u201d An\u2019 the mother call to him an\u2019 say, \u201cHi, me son! you\njus\u2019 married to a \u2019trange woman, you tell him all you secrets? Tell\nsome, lef\u2019 some!\u201d Only one thing that he didn\u2019t tell,\u2014that when he turn\nsomething, he fasten at the cow tail an\u2019 the cow couldn\u2019t buck him. An\u2019\nthe girl turn a cow, go back in cow country; an\u2019 the nex\u2019 time he go\nback in bush, all the cow buck him no matter what he turn an\u2019 the only\nway he escape, he fasten at the cow tail.\n\n\n\n\n\n\n85. MAN-SNAKE AS BRIDEGROOM.\n\n\na. The Rescue. (1)\n\nRichard Morgan, Santa Cruz Mountains.\n\nDer is a woman to court. Every man come to court her, she said she don\u2019\nwant him, till one day she saw a coal-black man, pretty man. \u2019he said,\n\u201cO mudder, dis is my courtier!\u201d She tek de man. Breakfas\u2019 an\u2019 dinner de\nman don\u2019 eat, only suck couple raw egg. So her got a brudder name of\nCollin. She didn\u2019t count de brudder. De brudder tell her, said,\n\u201cSister, dat man you gwine to marry to, it is a snake.\u201d She said, \u201cBoy,\nyou eber hear snake kyan tu\u2019n a man?\u201d Collin said, \u201cAll right! De day\nyou are married, me wi\u2019 be in de bush shootin\u2019 me bird.\u201d\n\nSo de weddin\u2019 day when de marry ober, de man took his wife, all his\nweddin\u2019 garment, he borrow everyt\u2019ing; so him gwine home, everywhere\nhim go all doze t\u2019ing him borrow, him shed dem off one by one till de\nlas\u2019 house he tek off de las\u2019 piece an\u2019,\u2014de Bogie! He walk wid his wife\ninto de wood an\u2019 to a cave. He put down his wife to sit down. He tu\u2019n a\nyellow snake an\u2019 sit down in his wife lap an\u2019 have his head p\u2019int to\nher nose to suck her blood to kill her. An de woman sing,\n\n\n \u201cCollin now, Collin now,\n Fe me li\u2019l brudder callin\u2019 come o!\u201d\n\n\nDe Snake said,\n\n\n \u201cUm hum, hum he,\n A han\u2019some man you want,\n A han\u2019some man wi\u2019 kill you.\u201d\n\n\nDe woman sing again,\n\n\n \u201cCollin now, Collin now,\n Fe me li\u2019l brudder callin\u2019 come o!\u201d\n\n\nDe Snake say,\n\n\n \u201cUm hum, hum he,\n Deh han\u2019some man,\n Deh han\u2019some man wi\u2019 kill you.\u201d\n\n\nCollin said, \u201cWonder who singin\u2019 me name in dis middle wood?\u201d an\u2019 he\nwalk fas\u2019 wid his gun. When he come to de cave, de snake-head jus\u2019\ngwine to touch de woman nose. An\u2019 Collin shoot him wid de gun an\u2019 tek\nout his sister. So she never count her brudder till her brudder save\nher life.\n\n\n\n\na. The Rescue (2).\n\nMatilda Hall, Harmony Hall, Cock-pit country.\n\nA woman got one daughter that mother and father had, a very loving\ndaughter to them. So draw up to womanhood, a young man come for her;\nshe don\u2019t like. Another young man come; she don\u2019t like. An\u2019 a nice\nyoung man come one day to the yard, an\u2019 when that one come she was well\npleased with him, say, \u201cThat is my beloved! me like him well!\u201d An\u2019 that\ntime was a Yellow Snake jes\u2019 come fe her now.\n\nSo them well pleased of it, father an\u2019 mother, an\u2019 them marry, Snake\nan\u2019 daughter. An\u2019 when the wedding-day come, everything was well finish\nuntil getting home now at the husband house in a wil\u2019 wood. An\u2019 when he\ngot half way, begun to drop the clo\u2019es now that he wear, drop him\ntrousers, drop him shirt, an\u2019 jacket, an\u2019 going into one hole an\u2019 long\nout his head. An\u2019 he lay hol\u2019 of the leg of his wife an\u2019 he swallow to\nthe hip an\u2019 he couldn\u2019t go further. Yellow Snake begin to sing,\n\n\n \u201cWorra worra, me wi\u2019 swallow yo\u2019,\n Worra worra, me wi\u2019 swallow yo\u2019,\n Swallow yo\u2019 till yo\u2019 mamma kyan\u2019 fin\u2019 yo\u2019!\u201d\n\n\nSo the girl sang now,\n\n\n \u201cI\u2019m calling fe me hunter-man brother,\n Harry, Tom an\u2019 John!\n I\u2019m calling fe me hunter-man brother,\n Harry, Tom an\u2019 John!\n Yellow Snake a wi\u2019 swallow me,\n So me mamma kyan\u2019 fin\u2019 me!\u201d\n\n\nThe brothers were hunter-men, heard her crying and run to see what it\nwas. And they killed the Snake and took away the sister and said,\n\u201cWell, you will have it! Pick an\u2019 choose isn\u2019t good. You wasn\u2019t pick\nan\u2019 choose, you wouldn\u2019t marry to Yellow Snake that was going to kill\nyou now.\u201d\n\n\n\n\nb. Snake Swallows the Bride.\n\nWilliam Forbes, Dry River, Cock-pit country.\n\nA lady had one daughter. All de young men come co\u2019tin\u2019, she didn\u2019t like\nnone. Till Snake tu\u2019n a man, come in wid epaulette, everyt\u2019ing, well\ndress up, an\u2019 he ax fe de girl fe marry. Say, \u201cYou is de man I want!\u201d\nAn\u2019 give up \u2019hem daughter to dat man de said night. Very well, middle\nof de night de girl was singing in de bed,\n\n\n \u201cMe me me me!\u201d\n\n\nSnake go,\n\n \u201cUm um do, kom go yeng!\u201d\n\n\n Me, me, me, me, kom go yeng, me, me, me, me, me, kom go yeng,\n me, me, me, me, me, kom go yeng.\n\n\nSnake go\n\n\n \u201cUm um do kom go yerry.\u201d\n\n\nWell, him singing de whole night till him swallow her. When de mamma\nget tea, papa get up an\u2019 drink, say, \u201cWhere dese young people? past\ntime!\u201d Mamma say, \u201cDem is young people, let \u2019em lie down!\u201d An\u2019 when de\nfader shove de door gwine see, de Snake swallowed de daughter.\n\nJack man dory fe dat!\n\n\n\n\n\n\n86. THE GIRLS WHO MARRIED THE DEVIL.\n\n\na. The Devil-husband.\n\nWilliam Forbes, Dry River, Cock-pit country.\n\nThere was two sister an they had a yawzy brudder who de two sister\ndidn\u2019t care about. They was faderless and mudderless. An\u2019 see a man\ncome to court de two sister to carry dem away; an\u2019 de man tek dem into\nde boat to carry home, an\u2019 de little yawzy boy tu\u2019n a cockroach an\u2019 get\ninto de boat. An\u2019 when deh get home, de house-maid tell de two girl,\n\u201cWha\u2019 you follow dis man come heah now? He is Devil!\u201d An\u2019 de Devil tell\nde house-maid dat she mus\u2019 feed dem well, an\u2019 de little boy come out of\nde boat.\n\nWell, deh had a big cock a de yard, an\u2019 de house-maid said, \u201cI gwine to\nsen\u2019 you home into de boat.\u201d An\u2019 t\u2019row out a bag o\u2019 corn gi\u2019 de cock,\nsay, \u201cWhen him fe eat it done, de boat will catch home\u201d. So de cock\ncommence to eat de corn\u2014\n\n\n \u201cHock kaluck kum ka tum swallow!\n Hock kaluck kum ka tum swallow!\u201d\n\n\nknock him wing bap bap bap bap! After he knock him wing, he crow\u2014\n\n\n \u201cKo ko re ko!\n Massa han\u2019some wife gone!\u201d\n\n\nDevil didn\u2019t hear him, crow again\u2014\n\n\n \u201cKo ko re ko!\n Massa han\u2019some wife gone!\u201d\n\n\nDevil hear now; as he hear, he come\u2014\n\n\n \u201cZin-ge-lay, wid dem run come,\n Zin-ge-lay, wid dem jump come,\n Zin-ge-lay, wid dem walk fas\u2019!\u201d\n\n\nSo de boat name \u201cJohn Studee.\u201d As he run into de yard, stamp him foot\nan\u2019 said, \u201cJohn Studee!\u201d An\u2019 stamp again, \u201cJohn Studee-ee-e!\u201d So de\nboat tu\u2019n right back wid de two girl an\u2019 de little boy. An\u2019 as dey mos\u2019\ncome, de little boy tu\u2019n cockroach again; go in garden. Devil didn\u2019t\nsee him.\n\nNex\u2019 day mo\u2019nin\u2019, Devil go back in fiel\u2019 put up de two girl again. De\nmaid t\u2019row out a bag o\u2019 corn an\u2019 a bag o\u2019 rice. Same t\u2019ing happen. Las\u2019\nday when him gone, de maid t\u2019row out a bag o\u2019 corn, a bag o\u2019 rice an\u2019 a\nbag o\u2019 barley. An\u2019 after him t\u2019row, de cock commence to eat\u2014\n\n\n \u201cHock kaluck kum ka tum swallow!\n Hock kaluck kum ka tum swallow!\u201d\n\n\nAfter dem bag o\u2019 corn, tu\u2019n upon rice now\u2014\n\n\n \u201cHock kaluck kum ka tum swallow!\n Hock kaluck kum ka tum swallow!\u201d\n\n\nAn\u2019 de rice he eat now, tu\u2019n upon de barley\u2014\n\n\n \u201cHock kaluck kum ka tum swallow!\n Hock kaluck kum ka tum swallow!\u201d\n\n\nEat off de t\u2019ree bag, time de girl catch home; leave de boat at de\nshore-side. De cock clap him wing\u2014\n\n\n \u201cPlop plop plop plop\n Massa han\u2019some wife gone!\u201d\n\n\nAs Devil hear, him come\u2014\n\n\n \u201cZin-ge-lay, wid dem run come,\n Zin-ge-lay, wid dem jump come,\n Zin-ge-lay, wid dem walk fas\u2019!\u201d\n\n\nAs he come, \u2019tamp him foot an\u2019 say, \u201cJohn Studee-e!\u201d De boat t\u2019un right\nback come home. If it wasn\u2019t fo\u2019 dat little yawzy boy, de Devil will\nkill \u2019em.\n\n\n\n\nb. The Snake-husband.\n\nEmilina Dodd, Lacovia.\n\nA woman have a daughter, oftentimes engaged and wouldn\u2019t marry, said\nthat the gentlemen weren\u2019t to her sort; until one day she see a\nwell-dressed gentleman, came and proposed to her. But she has a brother\nwas an Old Witch, told her that man was a snake. She said the man was\ntoo well-dressed to be a snake, but the brother was going home with\nthem under the carriage as a lizard. The first place, as he was going\non, somebody ask, \u201cMr. Snake, I beg you give me my collar,\u201d and the\nnext, \u201cMr. Snake, I beg you give me my jacket,\u201d and so on until he show\nhimself plain as a snake.\n\nWhen they get home, he lock her up wanting to kill her, but couldn\u2019t\nkill her without the thing called \u201cbump.\u201d Go out in the yard looking\nfor it. After them gone, the mother-in-law said, \u201cMe daughter, dis man\nyou marry going to kill you because he is a bad man and he marry a wife\nalready and kill her and he gwine to kill you too. I would let you go,\nbut him have one cock, him so chat!\u201d So she threw a barrel of wheat an\u2019\na barrel of corn. When the cock was picking it up he say, \u201cI don\u2019 care\na damn, I will nyam an\u2019 talk!\u201d sing,\u2014\n\n\n \u201cKo ko re kom on do!\n Girl gone, him no gone,\n Ko ko re ko kom on do!\u201d\n\n\nThen they throw a double quantity. The cock pick it up an\u2019 sing,\n\n\n \u201cKo ko re ko kom on do!\n Girl gone, him no gone,\n Ko ko re ko kom on do!\u201d\n\n\nThen Snake come from the wood while the brother was taking her on the\nwater. Snake overtake her, take her home again and lock her in, go back\nin the wood again in search of \u201cbump.\u201d And mother-in-law throw a double\nquantity of wheat and corn. Cock say again, \u201cI don\u2019t care a damn, I\nwill nyam an\u2019 talk!\u201d The cock eatey all and sing,\u2014\n\n\n \u201cKo ko re kom on do!\n Girl gone, him no gone,\n Ko ko re ko kom on do!\u201d\n\n\nSo when Snake come out from the wood, he couldn\u2019t get her again because\nshe was near on land. So he went back home an\u2019 tek a stick an\u2019 lick the\nmother-in-law on the head, kill her.\n\n(The following songs are taken from other versions of the Snake-husband\nstory.)\n\n\n I will lick you so fine, I will lick you so sweet, yo\u2019\n fadder an\u2019 mudder will never fin\u2019 de hair ob yo\u2019 bone.\n\n\n Poor me Lydie gal, oh, poor me Lydie gal, oh,\n han\u2019some man sinake undone me.\n\n\n 1. Variant.\n\n Carlie, oh, me Carlie, oh. If a no been Carlie come heah,\n yallow snake could\u2019 a\u2019 swallow me whole.\n\n\n Mu-ma, mu-ma, snake a swallow me. You lie, you lie, me\n dis I put ma han\u2019 \u2019pon you, you cum come tell yo\u2019 lie on me, you\n cum come tell yo\u2019 lie on me.\n\n 2. Variant.\n\n cum come tell yo\u2019 lie on me.\n\n\n\n\n\n\n87. BULL AS BRIDEGROOM.\n\n\na. Nancy.\n\nRichard Morgan, Santa Cruz Mountains.\n\nDeh is one woman get a daughter. One day in de yard \u2019he saw a man, big\nstout man. He put co\u2019tin\u2019ship to her. De woman said yes. When de man\ncome to de yard breakfas\u2019 time, he didn\u2019t eat; always went away where\nsome clean grass is. \u2019he got a brudder watchin\u2019 him all \u2019e time. When\nhe go, de man begin to sing,\n\n\n \u201cSee me, Nancy, a wind,\n T\u2019ink a me, Nancy, me come.\u201d\n\n\nDe man tu\u2019n bull an\u2019 eat his belly full o\u2019 grass. When he eat done, he\nsing again,\n\n\n \u201cSee me, Nancy, a wind,\n T\u2019ink a me, Nancy, me gone.\u201d\n\n\nDen he tu\u2019n de shape a de man back.\n\nWhen day of de wedding, de boy said, \u201cSister, you know wha\u2019 dat man\ncoming here is? Dat man a bull.\u201d His sister said, \u201cO bwoy, go \u2019way!\nWhere you ever hear cow can tu\u2019n a living soul?\u201d Dey come home from\nchurch, sit roun\u2019 de table, everybody giving toast. Dey call upon de\nwoman brudder to give toast. De brudder said, \u201cI won\u2019 give toas\u2019, but I\nwi\u2019 sing.\u201d De man said, \u201cNo, give toas\u2019 better \u2019an de sing!\u201d De guest\nsaid dat dey would like to hear de sing as much as toast; so de little\nboy commence to sing,\n\n\n \u201cSee me, Nancy, a wind,\n T\u2019ink a me, Nancy, me come.\u201d\n\n\nDe man begin to bawl out an\u2019 knock his head, call out fe toast. De boy\nbegun to sing again,\n\n\n \u201cSee me, Nancy, a wind,\n T\u2019ink a me, Nancy, me come.\u201d\n\n\nDe ha\u2019r of de cow grow, an\u2019 de four foot, an\u2019 de big bull begun to jump\nan\u2019 buck down all de people in de house, an\u2019 he gallop an\u2019 dey never\nsee him no more again. [56]\n\n\n\n\nb. The Play-song.\n\nGeorge Parkes, Mandeville.\n\nDeh was an ol\u2019 woman who had a daughter an\u2019 a son. De son was an Ol\u2019\nWitch, an\u2019 de girl was well kep\u2019 up by de ol\u2019 woman. Deh were several\ngentlemen who make application fo\u2019 de girl to marry, but de mudder\nrefuse dem. At las\u2019 de debbil dress himself nicely an\u2019 went, an\u2019 he was\naccepted by de ol\u2019 lady, an\u2019 begun to co\u2019t de girl.\n\nDe boy, being an ol\u2019 witch, know dat it was de debbil. He tol\u2019 de\nmudder not to allow his sister to marry to de man, for de man is de\ndebbil. De mudder said, \u201cGo \u2019way, sah! what you know? You can call a\ngentleman like dat de debbil?\u201d So when de debbil walking, his knee sing\na song like ringing a bell. It go like dis:\n\n\n \u201cDirt i\u2019 room a yerry, double bing, double bing,\n Dirt i\u2019 room a yerry, double bing, double bing,\n Dirt i\u2019 room a yerry, double bing, double bing,\n Belling belling beng, bell i\u2019 leng beng.\u201d\n\n\nDe boy overhear de debbil knee singing. But, now, anybody else sing de\nsong, de debbil clo\u2019es will drop off, a horn grow on head, an\u2019 tail\ngrow out on him too. So one night while he was in de house talking, de\nlittle boy was underneat\u2019 de table singing de song quietly:\n\n\n \u201cDirt i\u2019 room a yerry, double bing, double bing.\u201d\n\n\nWhen de debbil hear dat he say, \u201cLook heah, mistress, stop dat bwoy\nfrom singing dat song! I don\u2019 like it.\u201d De ol\u2019 woman say, \u201cMassah, me\nkyan\u2019 stop him singing, because it mus\u2019 of been his little play-song\n[57] what he have singing.\u201d So de debbil say, \u201cWell, I don\u2019 like to\nhear it!\u201d\n\nDe boy now sing de song much louder, an\u2019 de debbil knee begin to sing\nit very loud\u2014\n\n\n \u201cDirt i\u2019 room a yerry, double bing, double bing!\u201d\n\n\nan\u2019 de clo\u2019es drop off an\u2019 de tail an\u2019 horns grow out. So de boy say to\nde mudder, \u201cDidn\u2019t I tell you dat man was a debbil, an\u2019 you would not\nbelieve it!\u201d\n\n\n\n\nc. Gracie and Miles.\n\nFlorence Thomlinson, Lacovia.\n\nThere was once a girl by the name of Gracie and a man Miles. They were\nengaged. And Miles always came to see Gracie most every evening, and he\nwould always sing for her. Song was about Gracie; says that Gracie is a\nfine girl, but he is going to kill her.\n\n\n Me a Miles a moo me a Miles a moo Fe me Gracie is a\n fine gal Fe me Gra-cie have a kill her. Pong, me la-dy, pong moo!\n Pong, me la-dy, pong moo! Me a Miles a moo me a Miles a moo. Fe me\n Gra-cie is a fine gal Fe me Gra-cie have a kill her.\n\n\nShe didn\u2019t know he would kill her fe true.\n\nShe has a little brother stop in the yard with her. (Miles) worked in\nthe field every day; they would send his breakfast by the little boy to\nhim. When (the boy) nearly got to him, he wasn\u2019t a man; he was a bull.\nWhen he see the boy coming, he turn a man. The boy tell his sister,\n\u201cYou know that man is not a man, he\u2019s a bull!\u201d and she said, \u201cOh, cho!\nnonsense! How you could expect that?\u201d The little boy said, \u201cIf you\nthink it is not true, you go with me, stop back.\u201d Next day she went\nafter the boy and stay far back and see it was a bull eating grass, not\na man. He sing,\n\n\n \u201cMe a Miles a moo, me Gracie is a fine girl,\n Me Gracie me wi\u2019 kill her.\u201d\n\n\nShe know it is a bull now. When he come, the sister say tomorrow\nevening must have a ball now. So he says he will come. So she get up a\nlot of men with ropes and have music and all in the house. So the\nlittle boy begin to sing the song now:\n\n\n \u201cMe a Miles a moo, me Gracie is a fine girl,\n Me Gracie me wi\u2019 kill her.\u201d\n\n\nMiles said, \u201cOh, where that little boy come from? Turn him out!\u201d Hoof\nbegin to grow, horn begin to grow, tail begin to grow and he get a big\nbull, and they toss him and rope him and pole him, turn him out.\n\n\n\n\n\n\n88. THE TWO BULLS.\n\nAlexander Foster, Maroon Town, Cock-pit country.\n\n\nOne time there is a bull range the common,\u2014call the pen \u201cGarshen pen.\u201d\nThat bull wouldn\u2019t \u2019low no bull-calf to born an\u2019 to raise in that pen\nbarring out him one; but every heifer born, him nurse them, go about\nlick them, nourish them, make them grow fine! Until one time cow was\nheavy, climb up into a high mountain an\u2019 have a calf, an\u2019 when the calf\nborn he is a bull calf. Now that ol\u2019 bull we call him \u201cOl\u2019 Moody,\u201d an\u2019\nthe young bull name \u2018Tep\u2019y-tep\u2019y to-day.\u2019\n\nThe mother stay until the calf grow a tremendous bull, carry down that\nbull come to de river to drink water. Every time the father come to\ndrink water, him go away, so then when the son come, the son try to put\nfoot in the father track, an\u2019 the bull mamma say to him, \u201cNo, me son,\nde track no fit fo\u2019 you fader yet,\u201d make her carry him back a couple of\ndays more. Now at twelve o\u2019clock in the day, mother carry down the bull\nagain, try foot for him father again. Now he feel to himself that he\ncome a man, an\u2019 he stan\u2019 up same place an\u2019 say to him mother, \u201cMus\u2019 see\nme father to-day.\u201d\u2014\u201cMassy, me son, yo\u2019 pa so cruel, have a dread to\ncarry son go!\u201d He stan\u2019 up holla, \u201cMa, I gwine go! I gwine try to see\nme father!\u201d an\u2019 he raise a sing now,\u2014\n\n\n \u201cSanty Moody o, Tep\u2019y-tep\u2019y deh!\n Santy Moody o, Tep\u2019y-tep-y deh!\u201d\n\n\nDe ol\u2019 bull gwine answer him now,\u2014\n\n\n \u201cHum-um-m, wha\u2019 you say?\n Me jus\u2019 a go a brudder Dickey an\u2019 Sandy,\n Moody say me mustn\u2019t go.\u201d\n\n\nComing up the common to meet him father, (like) when a pretty man\ncoming up, you see all de young girl for dat gentleman; an\u2019 he sing\ncoming,\n\n\n \u201cSanty Moody o, Tep\u2019y-tep\u2019y deh!\u201d\n\n\nDe ol\u2019 bull answer him,\n\n\n \u201cHum-um-m, wha\u2019 you say?\n Me jus\u2019 a go a brudder Dickey an\u2019 Santy,\n Moody say me mustn\u2019t go.\u201d\n\n\nMeet to fight now, an\u2019 de ol\u2019 toss up him son into the air an\u2019 he drop\non four feet. An\u2019 the son lif\u2019 him up in de air now; when de fader\ncoming down, one foot break. An\u2019 he \u2019tamp on de t\u2019ree foot an\u2019 lif\u2019 him\nson higher again. An\u2019 him son lif\u2019 him up again in de air, an\u2019 when he\ncoming again, break one of de other foot. An\u2019 all de cow now running to\nthe river for water wouldn\u2019t bother with the ol\u2019 bull at all, everybody\nfor the young one. An\u2019 lif\u2019 up de young bull again deh \u2019pon him two\nfoot, lif up in de air, an\u2019 de young bull drop on him four foot back.\nAn\u2019 de young bull lif\u2019 him up again; when he drop, he break de udder\nfoot. Lif\u2019 up de son again, but he couldn\u2019t go too far wid him; an\u2019 his\nson lif\u2019 him up in de air again break de udder foot. An\u2019 he lay down on\nhim belly fe fight an\u2019 lif\u2019 up him son, but him couldn\u2019t go too far wid\nhim foot. An\u2019 him son lif\u2019 him up de las\u2019, now, lif\u2019 him up in de air;\nan\u2019 when him come down, break him neck. An\u2019 from dat day, all young\nbull grow in pen; not\u2019ing to destroy dem.\n\n\n\n\n\n\n89. BALLINDER BULL.\n\nRichard Morgan, Santa Cruz Mountains.\n\n\nDer is a bull de name of Ballinder Bull, but dem right name King\nBymandorum. It is a wicked bull. De king said whoever kill Ballinder\nBull, he will get his two daughter to marry to. All de men in de worl\u2019\ntry, an\u2019 couldn\u2019t kill him. One day, an\u2019 ol\u2019 lady stood by an\u2019 a woman\nwas breedin\u2019 go to de horsepon\u2019 to tek water. De bull buck out de baby\nout of her an\u2019 went away. De ol\u2019 lady tek de baby an\u2019 rear him. When\nhim come a good-sized boy, he send him to school. Every twelve o\u2019clock\nwhen dey play marble, he lucky to win. De res\u2019 a chil\u2019 tell him said,\n\u201cA da you mek so!\u201d Four o\u2019clock when him coming home, him say, \u201cMa, why\nde reason when I win doz odder chil\u2019 sai, \u201cA da you mek so?\u201d Him ma\ntell him tomorrow twelve o\u2019clock get one switch play wid de least one\nan\u2019 after you win him tell you \u201cA da you mek so!\u201d gi\u2019 him two good lick\nan\u2019 you will come to know why dey use de word. So twelve o\u2019clock he\nplay an\u2019 win, an\u2019 tell him \u201cA da you mek so!\u201d He gi\u2019 him de two lick,\nan\u2019 after he give him de lick he said, \u201cHit let Ballinder Bull buck you\nout of you mudder belly.\u201d When de boy return home he said, \u201cO mudder,\nyou is not me right mudder!\u201d De ol\u2019 lady said no, begun to tell him all\ndese t\u2019ings were happen. De boy said, \u201cAnywhere Ballinder Bull, a gwine\nkill him!\u201d\n\nDis bull got gol\u2019en tongue an\u2019 gol\u2019en teet\u2019. When de boy gwine along,\nhim meet some noblemen and said, \u201cMy little boy, where am you goin\u2019?\u201d\nAn\u2019 said, \u201cI gwine a fight Ballinder Bull.\u201d De men said, \u201cBoy, we after\nBallinder Bull fe dis many year an\u2019 kyan\u2019t ketch him; what you t\u2019ink\nupon you?\u201d De boy said, \u201cNever min\u2019, I gwine fight him!\u201d De boy went\nwhere him feedin\u2019. Bull never see him, go drink water. De boy go to de\ncotton-tree an\u2019 say, \u201cBear down, me good cotton-tree, bear down!\u201d De\ncotton-tree bear down. Said, \u201cBear up, me good cotton-tree, bear up!\u201d\nWhen de bull was coming, he hear de singin\u2019,\n\n\n \u201cAnywhere Ballinder Bull,\n De\u2019 will kill him to-day!\u201d\n\n\nBallinder Bull say, \u201cWhat little boy up in de air jeering me as dis?\u201d\nWhen he come, he fire bow an\u2019 arrow; de boy catch it. Him fire anodder\none, an\u2019 he fire out de seven; de boy caught every one. De boy look on\nhim an\u2019 sen\u2019 one of de bow an\u2019 arrow, peg down one of de han\u2019. An\u2019 tek\nde odder one an\u2019 sen it t\u2019ru de odder han\u2019. He sen\u2019 anodder an\u2019 peg\ndown one of de foot. He sen\u2019 anodder an\u2019 peg down de odder foot. He\nsen\u2019 anodder, he peg down one of de ears. He sen\u2019 anodder an\u2019 peg down\nde odder ear. De las\u2019 one, he sen it t\u2019ru de head. An\u2019 he say, \u201cBear\ndown, me good cotton-tree, bear down!\u201d When de cotton-tree bear down,\nhe catch de ears an\u2019 pinch it an\u2019 fin\u2019 dat de bull was dead. An\u2019 he\ncame off an\u2019 say, \u201cBear up, me good cotton-tree, bear up!\u201d an\u2019 de\ncotton-tree bear up. An\u2019 tek a knife an\u2019 tek out de teet\u2019, tek out de\ntongue an\u2019 travel.\n\nDe same day, he never went to de king yard. Hanansi goin\u2019 to ground an\u2019\nsaw de bull an\u2019 said, \u201cBuck, Ballinder Bull! buck, Ballinder Bull!\u201d De\nbull don\u2019 shake. Hanansi said, \u201cYou damned son of a bitch, you won\u2019 get\nme fe kill to-day!\u201d an\u2019 tek up de stone an\u2019 stone him an\u2019 fin\u2019 out dat\nde bull dead. De gladness in Hanansi! He went up chop off de bull head,\nbear it on to de king. When he go he said, \u201cI kill Ballinder Bull,\nSir!\u201d De king say, \u201cOh, yes! you shall be my son-in-law tomorrow\nmorning.\u201d Now der is a bell, every gate has a bell. So Hanansi gettin\u2019\nready to go to church, dey hear de bell ringin\u2019 at de gate an\u2019 dey\nsing,\n\n\n \u201cA who a knock a Nana gate, bing beng beng?\n A who a knock a Nana gate, bing beng beng?\u201d [58]\n\n\nWhen de boy come, de king say \u201cWhat you want?\u201d An\u2019 say, \u201cI kill\nBallinder Bull, Sir.\u201d Hanansi come out. (King says) \u201cYou\u2019s a little\nliar! Little boy like you couldn\u2019t fight Ballinder Bull!\u201d An\u2019 Hanansi\nrun in, said, \u201cDer is de head!\u201d De boy put his han\u2019 in his pocket said,\n\u201cDer de tongue an\u2019 de teet\u2019!\u201d\n\nDey ketch Hanansi an\u2019 \u2019tretch him out on a ladder, an\u2019 beat him. After\ndat, dey sen\u2019 him to look wood fe de weddin\u2019. Dey sen\u2019 Dog to watch\nhim. Hanansi carried de wood, carry about ten bundle. Ev\u2019ry trip, Dog\ngo wid him. When him come back, \u2019im say, \u201cBrar Dog, you love meat? I\nhear one hog over yonder; run go see if we kyan\u2019 get little!\u201d By time\nDog return back, Hanansi gwine under wood \u2019kin an\u2019 hide, an\u2019 all de\nhunt Dog hunt, kyan\u2019t fin\u2019 him till dis day.\n\n\n\n\n\n\n90. BIRD ARINTO.\n\nMrs. Ramtalli, Maggotty.\n\n\nThere was a bird Arinto; it used to feed on human flesh. In the\ndistrict there was a little boy by the name of David Lawrence who was\nlame in both feet. When the boy heard the bird fly, he asked his sister\nto take him; but she refused, saying if she remained Arinto would eat\nher too. The boy, having no other resource, dug a hole in the ground\nwhere he lived for some time. When the bird came and perched on the\nhouse-top, he said, \u201cSmell flesh; somebody about here!\u201d Then David\nLawrence sang,\n\n\n You Arintoe, You Arintoe, Shake, shake, come down to David Lawrence.\n\n\nThen the bird pitched off the house to the spot where he heard the\nsinging. As it was an underground passage, the boy would move along and\nthe bird would follow him up and down. As he went to the foot (of the\npassage), the bird would go there; as he went above, the bird would go\nthere,\u2014all day like that. At night the bird would go to rest,\u2014couldn\u2019t\neat he was so tired. But the boy cooked at night and had his rest.\n\nIt went on for some weeks until the bird got tired an\u2019 weary and one\nnight fell off the roost. David Lawrence came out, cut out the tongue,\nand took it to the king, who had promised whoever killed Arinto would\nget his daughter\u2019s hand in marriage. Anansi, passing the nex\u2019 day, saw\nthe dead bird, cut off the head and hurried with it to the king. A\nwedding feast was made to have Anansi married to (the king\u2019s) daughter.\nJust as that was going on, a ragged boy called at the gate, but Anansi\ntold the king to have nothing to do with him. But he appealed so loudly\nthat the king after all went out, and the boy said to him, \u201cAnansi is a\nusurper, because, king, have you ever seen a head without a tongue?\u201d\nAnansi, on hearing that, ran under the table and from there into the\nhouse-top. David Lawrence was taken in, dressed, married to the king\u2019s\ndaughter, and lived happily.\n\nJack man dora!\n\n\n\n\n\n\n91. TIGER SOFTENS HIS VOICE.\n\nGeorge Parkes, Mandeville.\n\n\nOnce upon a time a woman had one daughter, an\u2019 that daughter was the\nprettiest girl in an\u2019 around that country. Every man want the girl to\nmarry, but the mother refuse them as they come. Tiger, too, wanted the\ngirl, an\u2019 demands the girl, an\u2019 the mother says no. Tiger said if he\ndon\u2019t get the girl he will kill her. So they remove from that part of\nthe country and go to another part, into a thick wild wood where no one\nlive. And she made a house with a hundred doors and a hundred windows\nand a large staircase; and the house is an upstairs, an\u2019 there both of\nthem live.\n\nTiger hear of it, always loafing aroun\u2019 the house to see if he can\ncatch the girl, but the girl never come out. During the day, the mother\nwent to her work, leaving the girl at home. When going out, the mother\nfasten all the doors an\u2019 windows; coming home in the evening, at a\ncertain spot where she can see the house an\u2019 notice that all the\nwindows an\u2019 doors are close as she leave it, then now she have a song\nto sing, go like this,\u2014\n\n\n \u201cTom Jones, Tom Jones, Tom Jones!\u201d\n\n\n(that\u2019s the name of the girl). Girl now\u2014\n\n\n \u201cDeh lo, madame!\u201d\n\n\nWoman said to her now,\n\n\n \u201cFare you well, fare you well, fare you well,\n Fare you well, me dear; fare you well, me love!\n A no Tiger, deh la, ho, deh la, ho?\n Me jus\u2019 come, ho!\u201d\n\n\nThen the door open, so\u2014\n\n\n \u201cChecky checky knock umbar,\n Checky checky knock umbar,\n Checky checky knock umbar.\u201d\n\n\nThe door don\u2019t open without that song now, and when it open, the mamma\ngo into the house.\n\nAt that time, Tiger in the bush listening to the song. So one day while\nshe was away, hear time for her to come home, Tiger approach the spot\nwhere she always sing. He now in a very coarse voice sings the song,\u2014\n\n\n \u201cTom Jones, Tom Jones, Tom Jones!\u201d\n\n\nThe girl look from the window, said, \u201cTiger, a who no know sa\u2019 a you!\u201d\nSo now Tiger go \u2019way an\u2019 hide till mamma come. When she come, he listen\ngood. Next day, Tiger go to a blacksmith an\u2019 ask de blacksmith what he\nt\u2019ink can give him, Tiger, a clear v\u2019ice. De blacksmit\u2019 say he must hot\na long iron an\u2019 when it hot, mus\u2019 take it push down his t\u2019roat. An\u2019 de\nblacksmit\u2019 give him a bit of meat to eat after he burn the throat an\u2019\nthat will give him a clear v\u2019ice. So Tiger go away eat de meat first\nan\u2019 den burn de t\u2019roat after. Nex\u2019 day he went to the spot where the\nwoman always sing from. An\u2019 that make his v\u2019ice more coarser. He sing\nnow\u2014\n\n\n \u201cTom Jones, Tom Jones, Tom Jones!\u201d\n\n\nThe girl look thru the window an\u2019 say, \u201cCho! a who no know sa\u2019 a you!\u201d\nSo Tiger got vex\u2019 now, an\u2019 he went home, burn the throat first and\nafterward eat the meat, and that give him a clearer v\u2019ice than the\nwoman. The nex\u2019 day, when most time for the woman to come home from her\nwork, Tiger went to the spot where he can see the house. He begin to\nsing,\n\n\n \u201cTom Jones, Tom Jones, Tom Jones!\u201d\n\n\nThe girl answer (tho\u2019t it was her mother now)\u2014\n\n\n \u201cDeh la, madame!\u201d\n\n\nThen Tiger say,\n\n\n \u201cFare you well, fare you well, fare you well,\n Fare you well, me dear; fare you well, me love!\n A no Tiger deh lo o-o-o\n Me jus\u2019 come, h-o-o-o!\u201d\n\n\nThe door commence to open now,\u2014\n\n\n \u201cChecky checky checky knock umbar,\n Checky checky checky knock umbar,\n Checky checky checky knock umbar!\u201d\n\n\nAnd as the door open, Tiger step up an\u2019 caught the girl an\u2019 swallow\nher.\n\nAnd when the mother coming home, reach to the spot and saw the doors\nand windows open, she throw down what she carry and run to the house.\nAnd she saw Tiger lay down. And the mother then went away an\u2019 get some\nstrong men come an\u2019 tie Tiger, kill him, an\u2019 open de belly an\u2019 take out\nde daughter. At that time, little life left in her an\u2019 they get back\nthe life in her. The woman then leave the house an\u2019 go off away far\ninto another country, and that is why you always fin\u2019 lot of old houses\nunoccupied that no one live in.\n\n\n\n\n\n\n92. HIDDEN NAMES.\n\n\na. Anansi and Mosquito.\n\nGeorge Parkes, Mandeville.\n\nAn ol\u2019 lady have a daughter which no one know the name, an she never\ncall the name at all make no one hear it. So she offered a hundred\npound to anyone who could tell the girl name. Anansi say he mus\u2019 get\nthat money. Now he went an\u2019 mak a bargain with Mosquito that Mosquito\nmus\u2019 go in the girl room, as he\u2019s a small man an\u2019 can go thru crevices,\nan\u2019 he, Anansi will go underneath the mother room. In the night while\nthe girl was sleeping, Mosquito went an\u2019 sing at her ear; an\u2019 the girl\nthen knock her han\u2019 up on Mosquito an\u2019 say, \u201cGo \u2019way!\u201d At that time the\nmother stop into her room an\u2019 hear. After a little time, Mosquito went\nback to the girl ear an\u2019 sing again. The girl knock after him an\u2019 say,\n\u201cGo \u2019way!\u201d again. Anansi underneath the mother\u2019s room give a clear\nlistening. A little time after, Mosquito went back to the girl an\u2019 sing\nat her ear. She then knock after him again an\u2019 say, \u201cGo \u2019way!\u201d The\nmother then called to the girl, said, \u201cZegrady, Zegrady, what\u2019s the\nmatter?\u201d The daughter said, \u201cIt is something worrying me in my sleep,\nmum.\u201d Anansi never wait now for Mosquito, run right to his house, take\nup his fiddle an\u2019 begin to play,\u2014\n\n\n \u201cZegrady, Zegrady, Zegra, Zegrady,\n Come shake up Anansi hand,\n My dear!\u201d\n\n\nThe next morning he start for the house and play. So the girl hear her\nname and say, \u201cMother, I heard someone call my name!\u201d So the old woman\ninvite Anansi to come in an\u2019 Anansi get the money, never give Mosquito\nnone. So from that day is why Mosquito flying at people ear making\nnoise, because Anansi rob him out of the money.\n\n\n\n\nb. Anansi plays Baby. (1)\n\nEliza Barrett, Harmony Hall, Cock-pit country.\n\nThere was t\u2019ree sister living to a house. Nobody was to know their\nnames. An\u2019 Anansi want to hear them an\u2019 he couldn\u2019t get them. An\u2019 he\nhave a young man an\u2019 turn the young man into a baby (an\u2019 turn himself\nthe baby mother), an\u2019 he carry the baby go an\u2019 ask them if they min\u2019\nthe baby for her; tell \u2019em say, when part of the day the baby crying\nthey mus\u2019 bathe the baby for her. An\u2019 one of the sister name Santa\nCruka. Santa Cruka take the baby an\u2019 \u2019trip him an\u2019 put him into a bowl,\nan\u2019 Santa Cruka said, \u201cRun come a sister Aminty! ever see such a little\nbaby have such a big man place?\u201d An\u2019 Aminta say, \u201cRun come, Sister\nAmata! ever see such a little baby have such a big man place?\u201d So when\nde baby mother come now an\u2019 carry the baby under a tree, the baby tell\nthe mother, \u201cThat one name Santa Cruka, an\u2019 the other one name Aminta,\nan\u2019 the other one name Amata.\u201d An\u2019 he put down the baby an\u2019 he turn a\nbig tall man before him. An\u2019 he go up to de t\u2019ree lady an\u2019 said,\n\u201cMissus, is not you name Mistress Santa Cruka? An\u2019 she go into her room\nan\u2019 drop down dead. An\u2019 go back to Aminta an\u2019 say, \u201cSister, is not you\nright name Sister Aminta?\u201d An\u2019 she drop down die. An\u2019 go back to Sister\nAmata an\u2019 say, \u201cIs not you right name Sister Amata?\u201d An\u2019 (she) drop\ndown dead. An\u2019 (Anansi) take all the richness of the three sisters an\u2019\nnever care to go home.\n\n\n\n\nb. Anansi plays baby. (2)\n\nHenry Spence, Bog, Westmoreland.\n\nAnansi go to a groun\u2019. Nobody know dose two sister name, not from dem\nborn. So he come bet dat him will fin\u2019 out dem two sister name. When he\ncome home, he said to his wife him going to fawn himself a baby an\u2019 de\nwife mus tek job grass-weeding at de groun\u2019 fe dem two women, when him\ngwine, mus\u2019 put him quite unter de shady tree as a baby. An\u2019 de wife\ndid so. So when de two woman go under de tree, mek much of de baby,\nnice baby! So as dem woman play wid de baby, de baby laugh, mout\u2019 full\nof teeth. Two sisters frighten to see young baby have so much teeth. So\none of de sister say, \u201cSister Agumma, run see Anansi baby mout\u2019 full of\nteet\u2019!\u201d Sister Agumma run come an\u2019 see. Anansi catch dat name. Sister\nAgumma come say, \u201cO sister Agumma, a-a-ah! Anansi baby mout\u2019 full of\nteet\u2019 fe true!\u201d Anansi catchy bot\u2019 name an\u2019 win de money.\n\n\n\n\nb. Anansi plays baby. (3)\n\nRichard Morgan, Santa Cruz Mountains.\n\nDer is a man livin\u2019 at a town for eight years, nobody know his name.\nHanansi say, \u201cMa tek off me trousers, put on me long shirt, kyar\u2019 me go\na man yard, let him nurse me till you come home from ground.\u201d De baby\nstay good all de while. When he see h\u2019 mudder comin\u2019 home, de baby\ncreep, cryin\u2019, go to his mudder. De man went to tek him back, said,\n\u201cWhat kind of baby dis count fe, he see he mudder he start to cry?\u201d\nMeanwhile he go to tek de baby an\u2019 saw de shirt jump up in de back. Him\n\u2019toop down, him peep, him knock him han\u2019. \u201cMercy, me Lord! what kind of\na baby got such long hair on him so, poor me, Tom Goody!\u201d Den de baby\ngwine to his mudder cryin\u2019 \u201cTommy Goody!\u201d So from dat day, de whole\ntown fin\u2019 out de man dat he name Tommy Goody.\n\n\n\n\n\n\n93. ANANSI AND MR. ABLE.\n\nThomas White, Maroon Town.\n\n\nAble have two daughter an\u2019 dey was pretty young women. Anansi hear\nabout dese two women, did want dem for wife, didn\u2019t know what way he\nwas to get dem. Able is a man couldn\u2019t bear to hear no one call him\nname; for jus\u2019 as he hear him name call, him get disturb all to kill\nhimself. So Anansi get two ripe plantain an\u2019 give de young women de two\nripe plantain, an\u2019 dey tek de two ripe plantain from Anansi an\u2019 dey eat\nde two ripe plantain. Das de only way Anansi can get dese two young\nwomen.\n\nAn\u2019 Able nebber know \u2019bout it until one day Mr. Able deh at him house\nan\u2019 him hear de voice of a singin\u2019,\u2014\n\n\n \u201cBrar Able o, me ruin [59] o\n Me plant gone!\u201d\n\n\n Brar Able, oh, me ruin, oh, Brar Able,\n oh, me ruin, oh, Brar Able, oh, me ruin,\n oh, Brar Able, oh, me plantain gone.\n\n\nBrar Able say, \u201cWell, from since I born I never know man speak my name\nin such way!\u201d So he couldn\u2019t stay in de house, an\u2019 come out an\u2019 went to\nplant sucker-root. Anansi go out,\u2014\n\n\n \u201cBrar Able o, me ruin o,\n Me plant gone.\u201d\n\n\nMr. Able went out from de sucker-root an\u2019 he climb breadfruit tree.\nAnansi go just under de breadfruit tree, sing,\n\n\n \u201cBrar Able o, me ruin o,\n Me plant gone.\u201d\n\n\nMr. Able went up in a cotton-tree. Anansi went up to de cotton-tree\nroot, give out\u2014\n\n\n \u201cBrar Able o, me ruin o,\n Me plant gone.\u201d\n\n\nAn\u2019 Mr. Able tek up himself off de cotton-tree an\u2019 break him neck an\u2019\nMr. Anansi tek charge Mr. Able house an\u2019 two daughters.\n\nJack man dory, choose one!\n\n\n\n\n\n\n94. THE KING\u2019S THREE DAUGHTERS.\n\nVincent Morrison, Mandeville.\n\n\nOnce a king had three daughters and the king die and some young fellows\ngo up to the fence, but as they come they run them. The fellows meet\nBrar Nansi one day and they said to Anansi, \u201cI bet you never go to that\nhouse!\u201d Mr. Anansi said, \u201cI bet you I go up there!\u201d\n\nAnansi went an\u2019 got some horse-mane and get a cotton-tree spar an\u2019 dig\nout a fiddle. An\u2019 he come out de road de evening, an\u2019 he start to play\nde fiddle say,\n\n\n \u201cTom body tom ting,\n Tweety tweety tweety tweety tweety twee\n Linga linga loo\n Nobody never go deh yet,\n Linga linga ling\n Anansi go deh t\u2019-night\n A go linga linga ling.\u201d\n\n\nThe ladies call out and ask who is it playing that sweet music. Anansi\nsay, \u201cIt\u2019s me, missus!\u201d And the ladies ask who. He says, \u201cMe, Mr.\nAnansi, missus.\u201d The ladies carry him up to the house and he play for\ntwo hours and come away. So the fellows who did bet him, he win them.\n\nJack man dora!\n\n\n\n\n\n\n95. THE DUMB CHILD.\n\nGeorge Parkes, Mandeville.\n\n\nThere was once a little child born into a country, born with golden\ntongue an\u2019 golden teet\u2019, an\u2019 from de day she born, nobody see de teet\u2019\nexcep\u2019 de mother an\u2019 de father; she never talk for no one to hear her\nnor to see neither the teeth nor the tongue. Now the king of the\ncountry hear of it, an\u2019 he offer a gran\u2019 reward for anyone who would\nget to make the chil\u2019 talk, because he, the king, never seen a golden\ntongue an\u2019 teet\u2019 yet. So lot of men went to the house an\u2019 try all sort\nof mechanic; the chil\u2019 wouldn\u2019t talk.\n\nSo Anansi heard off it, went to the king an\u2019 tol\u2019 the king that he\nwould make the chil\u2019 talk; an\u2019 the king say if Anansi make the chil\u2019\ntalk before him, he will make the reward much larger, but if he don\u2019t\nmake the chil\u2019 talk before him, he, the king, will kill Anansi. So\nAnansi went away, got his fiddle, cord it up, an\u2019 went to the place of\nthe little chil\u2019; an\u2019 he played on his fiddle to make the chil\u2019 hear,\u2014\n\n\n \u201cPoly don ya sin do,\n Poly don ya sin do,\n Poly don ya sin do,\n Merry day t\u2019-day ya,\n Merry day t\u2019-day ya,\n Sin do, sin do-o!\u201d\n\n\nThe chil\u2019 look upon Anansi an\u2019 smile; Anansi shake his head. He play\nthe tune again\u2014\n\n\n \u201cPoly don ya sin do,\n Poly don ya sin do.\u201d\n\n\nThe chil\u2019 laugh; Anansi get to see de teet\u2019. Now Anansi play stronger\nagain de same t\u2019ing,\u2014\n\n\n \u201cPoly don ya sin do,\n Poly don ya sin do.\u201d\n\n\nThe chil\u2019 begin hum it now,\u2014\n\n\n \u201cPoly don ya sin do,\n Poly don ya sin do.\u201d\n\n\nAnansi play again harder now,\n\n\n \u201cPoly don ya sin do,\n Poly don ya sin do,\n Poly don ya sin do,\n Merry day t\u2019-day ya,\n Merry day t\u2019-day ya,\n Sin do, sin do-o!\u201d\n\n\nThe chil\u2019 make,\n\n\n \u201cPoly don ya sin do,\n Merry day t\u2019-day ya.\u201d\n\n\nAnansi shake de head an\u2019 laugh an\u2019 he play much stronger now,\n\n\n \u201cPoly don ya sin do,\n Poly don ya sin do.\u201d\n\n\nThe chil\u2019 now sing louder,\n\n\n \u201cPoly don ya sin do!\n Poly don ya sin do!\u201d\n\n\nAs the chil\u2019 sing that time, Anansi pick up the chil\u2019, run right away\nto the king palace, call for the king, put the chil\u2019 in the chair, tol\u2019\nthe king he make the chil\u2019 sing, see tongue an\u2019 teet\u2019. The king\nwouldn\u2019t believe him. Anansi play him fiddle before the king, play the\nsame tune,\u2014\n\n\n \u201cPoly don ya sin do,\n Poly don ya sin do,\n Poly don ya sin do,\n Merry day t\u2019-day ya,\n Merry day t\u2019-day ya,\n Merry day t\u2019-day ya,\n Sin do, sin do-o!\u201d\n\n\nChil\u2019 begin now,\n\n\n \u201cPoly don ya sin do,\n Merry day t\u2019-day ya!\u201d\n\n\nAnd the king was very glad, an\u2019 Anansi was nicely rewarded and the king\ntook the child in his own home, an\u2019 dere she live wid de king forever.\n\n\n\n\n\n\n96. THE DUMB WIFE.\n\nThomas White, Maroon Town.\n\n\nDeh was a man name of Goolin. He had a wife. He married him wife fe so\nmany years dat de wife turned dummy,\u2014she couldn\u2019t speak to nobody. An\u2019\nMr. Goolin reward out a certain amount of money, if anyone could make\nhim wife talk, he would pay dem dat amount of money. Anansi hear about\nit an\u2019 go to take up de job from Mr. Goolin. Anansi says if he had a\nmountain groun\u2019, an\u2019 Mr. Goolin says yes. An\u2019 Mr. Anansi an\u2019 Mr. Goolin\ngo up to de mountain groun\u2019 an\u2019 Mr. Anansi tell Mr. Goolin he mus\u2019 get\na coffin made an\u2019 send get up some men to carry de coffin. An\u2019 Mr.\nAnansi sen\u2019 tell de wife dat Mr. Goolin dead; an\u2019 when de message reach\nMrs. Goolin dat her husband dead, Mrs. Goolin commence to cry; an\u2019 when\nshe look an\u2019 see de amount of men goin\u2019 up to de mountain fe gwine\ncarry down Mr. Goolin, de wife was crying but she couldn\u2019t talk. An\u2019\nAnansi come down wid Mr. Goolin, an\u2019 dey hev\u2019 to come down a high hill,\nan\u2019 de house was upon a flat before de hill. Well, Mrs. Goolin da in de\nhouse, she hear de great noise was coming down de hill an\u2019 come jus\u2019 at\nde house door, she come an\u2019 stan\u2019 up an\u2019 look out an\u2019 see de majority\nof men comin\u2019. Anansi gi\u2019 out,\n\n\n \u201cGoolin gone, t\u2019de-e-e,\n Goolin gone, Goolin gone,\n Goolin gone home t\u2019de-e-e!\u201d\n\n\nAn\u2019 when de wife hear dat mournful singin\u2019 de wife sing now very\nfaintly,\n\n\n \u201cGoolin gone, t\u2019de-e-e,\n Goolin gone, Goolin gone,\n Goolin gone home t\u2019de-e-e!\u201d\n\n\nAn\u2019 when Goolin hear he say, \u201cSing up, man!\u201d Anansi sing,\n\n\n \u201cGoolin gone t\u2019de-e-e,\n Goolin gone, Goolin gone,\n Goolin gone home t\u2019de-e-e!\u201d\n\n\nAn\u2019 wife sing now,\n\n\n \u201cGoolin gone, t\u2019de-e-e,\n Goolin gone, Goolin gone,\n Goolin gone home t\u2019dee-e-e!\u201d\n\n\nSo Mr. Anansi tek out Mr. Goolin out of de coffin as a live man, an\u2019\nMr. Goolin an\u2019 him wife was talking up to t\u2019-day.\n\n\n\n\n\n\n97. LEAP, TIMBER, LEAP.\n\n\na. Old Conch.\n\nEmanuel Johnson, Brownstown, St. Anne.\n\nThere was a king have a lumber to bring into the palace, an\u2019 that\nlumber was one mile in length and there was not one man could carry it\nexcept one old man name of Old Conch. The king sen\u2019 for him; him tek\nfive days to do one mile. Anansi hear, an\u2019 he can walk a little faster\nthan him, an\u2019 went to the king an\u2019 say he will go an\u2019 the king say if\nhe can carry it quicker than Old Conch, he can go. Anansi mek a cotta\nan\u2019 travel for the lumber, an\u2019 when Old Conch ketch up the five days,\nfin\u2019 Anansi beside the lumber trying to lift it up and couldn\u2019t lift\nit. Old Conch were beside the timber an\u2019 commence a song,\u2014\n\n\nFol-low, timber, follow, fol-low \u2019long road, timber follow. Leap, timber, leap,\nleap tim-ber, leap. Follow, timber, \u2019long road fol-low, fol-low, timber, follow.\nLeap, tim-ber, leap, leap, tim-ber, leap. Fol-low, \u2019long road, timber fol-low,\nfol-low, \u2019long road, tim-ber, fol-low. Leap, tim-ber, leap, leap tim-ber, leap.\n\n\nTimber pick up himself an\u2019 mek a leap in two mile.\n\nAnansi went on before an\u2019 stood beside the timber trying to help it on\nagain. Now when Old Conch went up and see Anansi by the timber again,\nOld Conch go beside the timber an\u2019 say,\n\n\n \u201cFollow long road, timber, follow!\n Follow long road, timber, follow!\n Follow long road, timber, follow!\n Leap, timber, leap! leap, timber, leap!\n Leap, me timber, leap! leap, timber, leap!\u201d\n\n\nTimber pick up himself mek one jump two more mile; that\u2019s four miles\ntimber gone now. Now go on, an\u2019 fin\u2019 Anansi beside it again, an\u2019 start\nhim song say,\n\n\n \u201cFollow long road, timber, follow!\n Follow long road, timber, follow!\n Follow long road, timber, follow!\n Leap; timber, leap! leap, timber, leap!\n Leap, me timber, leap! leap, timber, leap!\u201d\n\n\nThe timber pick up himself two more miles an\u2019 drop in the king yard\nnow.\n\nThen Old Conch go on, an\u2019 Anansi run ahead an\u2019 say, \u201cKing, I brought de\ntimber!\u201d King were very glad to see the timber come an\u2019 say, \u201cYou done\nwell, Anansi!\u201d an\u2019 say, \u201cI wan\u2019 de timber in dat corner.\u201d Anansi go\nbeside the timber an\u2019 couldn\u2019t fix it in; were trying an\u2019 frying an\u2019\ncouldn\u2019t fix it in. Now Old Conch come, says, \u201cKing, I brought de\ntimber.\u201d King says, \u201cNo! Anansi brought it; but, however, I wan\u2019 de\ntimber to go in dat corner, an\u2019 I\u2019ll prove out of de two of you which\nbring it!\u201d Anansi first go to the timber, an\u2019 couldn\u2019t manage it. Now\nOld Conch start an\u2019 say,\n\n\n \u201cFollow long road, timber, follow!\n Follow long road, timber, follow!\n Follow long road, timber, follow!\n Leap, timber, leap! leap, timber, leap!\n Leap, me timber, leap! leap, timber, leap!\u201d\n\n\nThe timber pick up himself an\u2019 fall in the corner. Now the king tek\nafter Anansi was to kill him, couldn\u2019t catch him, run under a stone an\u2019\nby the time they get up the stone, slip beneath the door crevice!\n\nJack man dora!\n\n\n\n\nb. Grass-quit (fragment).\n\nHoward Robinson, Retirement, Cock-pit country.\n\nGrass-quit went to the bottom place an\u2019 he haul a little grass-straw\nan\u2019 tak a knife an\u2019 slit the timber-head like this an\u2019 he fix the\ngrass-straw into it, an\u2019 he say, [60]\n\n\n a) Come, lit-tle tim-ber, fol-low me, hur-rah me a lay.\n\n b) Come, lit-tle tim-ber, fol-low me, hur-rah me a lay,\n Big tim-ber, fol-low me, hur-rah me a lay. Lit-tle tim-ber,\n fol-low me, hur-rah me a lay. Big tim-ber, fol-low me.\n\n\nAn\u2019 the timber follow him right into man yard, an\u2019 as it catch into the\nyard, the daughter marry Grass-quit same time. An\u2019 he sen\u2019 for a police\nan\u2019 tak up Anansi same time. When Anansi come out of prison, he make\nGrass-quit ride grass-straw until to-day.\n\n\n\n\n\n\n98. THE BOY FOOLS ANANSI.\n\nRichard Morgan, Santa Cruz Mountains.\n\n\nOne boy went to Hanansi yard, an\u2019 Hanansi an\u2019 he mudder made up to kill\nde boy. Me\u2019while, de boy hear what dem say. Hanansi went away fe one of\nhis country-men help him to kill de boy. As Hanansi gone, de boy kill\nHanansi mamma, tek off de coat an\u2019 de sucker, put it on an\u2019 cook up de\nol\u2019 lady. When Hanansi come, de ol\u2019 lady gi\u2019 dem deh dinner. An\u2019 he\nsay, \u201cMa, wha yo\u2019 got stren\u2019t te kill a big big boy?\u201d De boy said,\n\u201cYes, me pickney.\u201d\u2014\u201cMa, a wan\u2019 water.\u201d De ol\u2019 lady gi\u2019 him de water.\nAn\u2019 said, \u201cLawd, dis fellah fat!\u201d De boy tek time an\u2019 tek off de coat\nan\u2019 de sucker, t\u2019row it down an\u2019 run, went away. Hanansi tumbled\ndown,\u2014\u201cLawd! a me mamma been nyam!\u201d An\u2019 run after de boy but couldn\u2019t\ncatch him. So it\u2019s only de boy ever fool Hanansi!\n\n\n\n\n\n\n99. THE WATER CRAYFISH.\n\nMoses Hendricks, Mandeville.\n\n\nThere was a wealthy woman, but she had no children. She was always\nwishful of adopting a child. So she went down to the river to bathe one\nmorning as usual and she saw a pretty baby. She was so glad she took it\nhome and she made a pet of it. She employed a girl called Tamanty to\ncare for the child, and Anansi to be the watchman to watch and see if\nthe girl cared for the child.\n\nSo it happened one day she had to go out, so she left them to take care\nof the child. Anansi wanted all along to get rid of this girl Tamanty.\nTamanty was sweeping the house and the little child was playing with\nthe broom. Anansi winked to the girl and said, \u201cLick him wi\u2019 the\nbroomstick! lick him wi\u2019 the broomstick!\u201d The girl took the broomstick\nand hit the child. The child started running for the river. Anansi and\nTamanty started after her, calling out, \u201cCome back, Miss Nancy, come\nback!\u201d The child said,\n\n\n \u201cNo na no, Tamanty! no na no, Anansi!\n Me a river craw-fish, me no have a mu-ma,\n Poor me, river craw-fish! river a me mu-ma.\u201d\n\n\nThe child ran right into the river and became a cray-fish.\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\nMODERN EUROPEAN STORIES.\n\n\n100. ALI BABA AND KISSEM.\n\nAlexander Townsend, Flamstead, St. Andrew.\n\n\nAli Baba was the brother of Kissem, but Ali Baba was a poor man and\nKissem was a rich man. Ali Baba had two donkeys and an ox,\u2014all his\nliving. Ali Baba was cutting wood one day, he heard a company of horse\ncoming afar. Took his donkeys and hid them in the bush, hid himself in\na tree. Forty men were coming on; the head man came right to the cave\nwhere he was. Name of the cave was \u201cSesame.\u201d This cave was shut, would\nopen by the word \u201cOpen, Sesame.\u201d And they brought forty bags of gold\nan\u2019 put in. Shut without word. Ali Baba saw them from the tree-top.\nWhen gone, Ali Baba came down to the cave, said, \u201cOpen, Sesame, open!\u201d\nAli Baba took all the money he could, loaded it on the donkey.\n\nMust measure the money, but didn\u2019t have any measure. Brother said,\n\u201cWhat Ali Baba got to measure?\u201d Took stuck the measure. Ali Baba\nmeasure, measure, measure, measure thousands of dollars. One piece\nstuck on the bottom. Brother aska; Ali Baba tells all about it, teaches\nbrother, \u201cOpen, Sesame, open.\u201d Next day, Kissem took wagon, oxen,\nservants, went to the place, said, \u201cOpen, Sesame, open!\u201d. When he went\ninside, cave shut. When he went on, saw all the money, he forgot the\nword, said, \u201cOpen, kem! Open, wem! Open, rim! Open, sim!\u201d Forgot that\nword entirely, can\u2019t get out. The men came back; \u201cOpen, Sesame, open!\u201d\nFind Kissem. \u201cHow came you here?\u201d No answer. Cut Kissem up in five\npieces, hung them up in the cave.\n\nKissem\u2019s wife went to Ali Baba, said, \u201cKissem no come here yet!\u201d Ali\nBaba went next day to the place. \u201cOpen, Sesame, open!\u201d Finds the five\npieces, takes them down, gets a cobbler to sew the five pieces up into\na body. Robber comes back, finds body gone. Who took away that body,\nsignifies some one knows the place; must find out who that is. Goes\nabout town, finds a cobbler who said he joined five pieces into a body.\nCobbler shows the house. He gets jars, puts a robber in each jar; one\njar has oil. Takes the jars to Ali Baba, says will he buy oil. Ali Baba\nsays yes.\n\nHe makes sport for the great governor. Ali Baba had a maid by the name\nof Margiana, and she was very wittified,\u2014discovered the whole thing,\nbut she didn\u2019t say anything. She danced so well, danced up to the\ngovernor to give her something. He put his hand in his pocket to get\nher something; Margiana get one dagger, killed the governor dead.\nMargiana got the oil red-hot, poured into all the jars that got men.\nAli Baba said, \u201cWell, Margiana, you saved my life and you shall have my\nson and as much money as you want, and as much money as will put you in\nheaven!\u201d\n\n\n\n\n\n\n101. BULL-OF-ALL-THE-LAND.\n\nWilliam Forbes, Dry River, Cock-pit country.\n\n\nDer was a bull name King Henry and, in de day, Bull-of-all-de-Land.\nWell, in de day him put on bull clo\u2019es an\u2019 de night him turn man. An\u2019\none night de wife him lib wid mek up fire and bu\u2019n de bull clo\u2019es, an\u2019\nafter she bu\u2019n de bull clo\u2019es, de man lef\u2019 de wife. Have t\u2019ree pickney;\nan\u2019 she tell him to give him clo\u2019es and she take her finger, prick, an\u2019\ndrop t\u2019ree drops of blood on de shirt-front. An\u2019 him go away lef\u2019 \u2019em\nfe t\u2019ree years.\n\nAn\u2019 after him lef\u2019 \u2019em, she mash t\u2019ee pairs of shoes to fin\u2019 him. An\u2019\nshe walk till she catch a river-side see a washer-woman. An\u2019 he said\nwho would wash but de t\u2019ree drops of blood, him will marry to her. Den\nde woman dat was washing de shirt-front say, \u201cMe lady, if you wash out\nde t\u2019ree drops of blood, I will show you King Henry.\u201d Well den, only\ncut a lime an\u2019 \u2019queeze it pon de t\u2019ree drops a blood an\u2019 wash off! An\u2019\nde washer-woman run leave de woman at river-side an\u2019 run up to King\nHenry, say, \u201cI wash de blood!\u201d An\u2019 after she go up, him kep\u2019 her in de\nyard, send off fe a minister, say in t\u2019ree days fe marry de woman a\nwash out de blood.\n\nIn de night, dem put de strange lady into a close room against King\nHenry, but de woman didn\u2019t know de king is dere. And dis woman dat say\nhim wash out de blood, gib him laudanum in tea an\u2019 he drop asleep. Den\nwhen de minister come, him hear it de two night de woman was singing;\nand he talk to King Henry say what woman singing to him at night. And\nsay, \u201cWhat woman?\u201d And say what he drink in his tea. Nobody in de\ndistrict know his name Bull-of-all-de-Land, only dis woman; all other\nknow him King Henry. Well de next night sing again:\n\n\n Phonograph record 35, transcribed by Helen Roberts.\n\n Return to me! Return to me, Return to me, me bull ob a\u2019 de\n lan\u2019. Return to me king Henry Return to me I hab\n t\u2019ree drops ob blood, I wash fe you. Return to me. Return to me I hab\n t\u2019ree drops ob blood, I hab wash fe you. Return to me, king\n Henry, Return to me, Return to me, me bull ob a\u2019 de lan\u2019. [61]\n\n\nAs King Henry hearing de singing, jump right up. An\u2019 de nex\u2019 day marry\nde woman, mek her a lady. Fe nobody else know he is\nBull-of-all-de-Land.\n\n\n\n\n\n\n102. THE BOILING POT.\n\nMaud Baker, Dry River, Cock-pit country.\n\n\nOnce Cinderella and her godmother lived together, and godmother told\nher there was a certain room in the house that she wasn\u2019t to enter at\nall. One day while godmother was out, Cinderella said she must see what\nwas in that room. After going there, she was extra frightened to meet\nup a large pot boiling with blood and no fire underneath. When\ngodmother came back, she found out that Cinderella had gone into the\nroom. Calling her to her, she told her that she must tell her the truth\nnow; when she went into the seventh chamber, what did she see?\nCinderella replied, \u201cDear Godmother, I saw nothing and nothing shall I\ntalk until my dying day!\u201d She asked her the same question again, and\nCinderella repeated the same answer. Then she was so annoyed that she\ntook Cinderella into a deep wood about ten miles away and asked again,\n\u201cCinderella, when you went into the seventh chamber, what did you see?\u201d\nThe girl again repeated, \u201cDear Godmother, I saw nothing and nothing\nshall I talk until my dying day!\u201d The godmother threatened to cut out\nher tongue if she wouldn\u2019t tell her the truth, but she kept saying the\nsame as before, so then the godmother was so annoyed she cut out her\ntongue and left her there weeping extra.\n\nWell, after a day passed, there was a king travelling through the woods\nand he saw this lovely little girl. And she was stripped naked and\nstill weeping. The king asked her what she was doing there and she\ncouldn\u2019t tell at all, only cry. And the king took his silk\nhandkerchief, wrapped her up and took her home with him. Some time\nafter, the girl had a boy child for the king. The godmother heard of it\nall right, and when the ninth night came, godmother came in and stole\naway the baby and put a cat in the bed. When the king got up and saw\nthe cat, and asked what she had done with the baby, she couldn\u2019t tell,\nonly weep all the time. Some time after, she had a girl baby. When the\nnine nights went round again, the goddie went to the bed, took the baby\nand put a big block of rotten wood in the bed. And the king was again\namazed, asked her what she had done with his baby and she couldn\u2019t\ntell, only cry. Well, the king threatened to imprison her for his two\nbabies, but seeing her so fretful and pitiful, he gave her a chance.\nSome time after, she had a boy baby again. After the nine days came\nround again, they put up soldiers to keep guard in the room and all\noutside and round about the yard, and at the gate soldiers with guns\nand bayonets. And godmother came in and took away the baby and\nplastered up the mother\u2019s mouth and everywhere in the bed with blood.\nSo when the morning awoke now, the king believed that the girl had been\neating all his babies, and he advertised around the country that she\nwas to be hung on such a day.\n\nWell, after the day came around, all the high men gathered at the place\nto see her hung. After the sentence was passed and she was about to\nreceive her death, some one called to them they must stop because some\nnobleman was coming. And they spied afar off one of the most\nbeautifulest carriages glittering in the sun. So they waited until the\ncarriage came, and it was that old godmother with the three children\ngrown to a big size. And she came in and put the two boys on the king\u2019s\nleg and the girl in the middle, and put in the girl\u2019s tongue, and she\nwas able to talk for herself now. Also, the godmother got a good sum of\nmoney from the king for the good care she had taken of the three\nchildren; and instead of sorrow, they had a merry day. And the king\nwent home and married the girl and they lived very happily after that.\n\n\n\n\n\n\n103. THE TWELVE ONE-EYED MEN.\n\nHenry Pottinger, Claremont, St. Anne.\n\n\nI\u2019ll give you a plain story that you may be able to write it down and\nthe words may not puzzle you to spell,\u2014all plain words.\n\nThere was a lady and her maid lived in a palace upon a very high\nmountain. There was nobody allowed to go up the mountain except a\nfisherman alone. The maid had a baby who was her first son. A couple of\ndays after, her mistress had a baby who was her first son. Next morning\nthe fisherman came up and saw the two babies. The fisherman owned the\ntwo children as his sons. The fisherman broke a limb from a rose and\nstuck it in the ground as a plant. Immediately it grew a tree with a\nbeautiful shade. Under the tree he placed a golden table, for his two\nsons to play their billiard under. Day by day they went under the tree\nand played their billiard there.\n\nThe first son\u2019s name was Adam; the second son, his name was Bob. One\nmorning early Adam said to Bob, \u201cI am going to-day to see what the\nworld is like.\u201d He called for his mare and a cane-stick and a hound,\nand he mounted his mare and he started away. He rode that day long,\ntill night came down. He saw beautiful light on the top of a hill. He\nwent up to the house. A lady met him at the door. The lady asked him\nwhere he is going. \u201cI am travelling to see what the world is like.\u201d The\nlady said to him, \u201cYou best to remain here with me, for ten young men\nhave passed this same way and never returned again.\u201d The first one\ncame, and she gave him one hundred keys to open ninety-nine doors, but\nnever open the hundred. The first door that he opened he saw beautiful\nthings, until he opened ninety-nine and every one he saw better things.\nHe was forbid not to open the hundred, but he would like to see what\n(was) inside the hundred and he opened the hundred and he saw (a)\nbeautiful green pasture with a coal-black horse standing there\nfull-rigged with saddle and bridle, and there he mounted on. And the\nhorse made one rear and he dropped into a palace and there he saw ten\nyoung men sitting upon ten chairs. There were two chairs left, nobody\nthereon. He sat upon one. The eleven men that were sitting on the\neleven chairs now, all had one eye.\n\nBob, his brother, who (was left) at home, next morning broke a branch\nfrom the tree and threw it on the ground, and it withered at once.\n\u201cMischief befalls me brother!\u201d He called for his mare, he took his\ncane-stick, he called for his hound, he mounted his mare. He said to\nhis mother, \u201cMy brother is dead; wherever he is, I must find him\nto-day.\u201d\n\nHe rode for that day till it was night. He saw the light on the hill.\nHe went up the hill. The same lady met him at the door. She asked him\nwhere he was going. \u201cI am going to look for my brother Adam.\u201d The lady\nsaid to him, \u201cEleven came here before and have gone the same way and\nnever returned again; there is one chair left and you will sit\nthereon!\u201d She gave him one hundred keys to open ninety-nine doors, and\nforbid him not to open the hundred. The first door he opened he saw\nbeautiful things, and he opened ninety-nine doors. The one key was\nleft. \u201cIt is just as well for me to open the hundred!\u201d And he saw the\nsame black horse, the handsomest animal in the world, with saddle and\nbridle thereon. He mounted the horse, and he reared and dropped in the\nsame palace where his brother was. There was a chair provided there for\nhim, and (he) found that he had only one eye the same as the other\neleven had. If he had heard what the lady had said, he wouldn\u2019t have\ngone to look for his brother who was lost.\n\n\n The lady and the maid lamented for their son,\n But not so bad as the poor fisherman.\n\n\n\n\n\n\n104. BIRD AND HUNTER.\n\nElizabeth Hilton, Harmony Hall, Cock-pit country.\n\n\nThe king have two son. The first one went out to hunt. He see a pretty\nlittle bird! An ol\u2019 man said to him, \u201cSay, massa, you better not follow\ndat bird!\u201d He see the bird a pretty golden bird and he still follow the\nbird. Then him go to a place where he didn\u2019t see anybody at all but an\nold hut, an\u2019 he gwine in an\u2019 see a big fire. Come off an\u2019 hitch up him\nhorse an\u2019 warming by the fire an\u2019 was hungry an\u2019 see a sow an\u2019 t\u2019ree\npig, an\u2019 he shoot them an\u2019 was roasting them by the fire an\u2019 see an\u2019\nol\u2019 woman come up. \u2019he say, \u201cBeg you little fire, massa.\u201d An\u2019 say,\n\u201cCome an\u2019 take it.\u201d An\u2019 say, \u201cHol\u2019 yo\u2019 dog fe I \u2019fraid of it.\u201d An\u2019 the\nol\u2019 woman pop one of her hair an\u2019 give it to the gentleman to tie the\ndog. She pop another an\u2019 give it to him to tie the horse. Said, \u201cI beg\nyou a piece of the meat now, massa.\u201d An\u2019 give him the four tripe. She\nsaid, \u201cThat is not enough!\u201d She jump on the gentleman and begin to beat\nhim. The gentleman said, \u201cDog, dog, help me!\u201d Dog said, \u201cI would help\nyou, but I am \u2019ready chained!\u201d He said \u201cHorse, horse, help me!\u201d Horse\nsaid, \u201cMaster, I would help you but I am ready chained!\u201d An\u2019 him killed\nhim.\n\nThe next day, the other brother didn\u2019t see him come home and went to\nlook for him. He travel and when he get to the ol\u2019 woman house, he see\nthe same little bird was singing. He said, \u201cWhat a beauty! I\u2019d like to\ncatch that bird!\u201d The ol\u2019 man said to him, \u201cMassa, don\u2019 go off wid dat\nbird! About t\u2019ree days ago a noble gentleman pass here an\u2019 never\nreturn, an\u2019 dat\u2019s where all de kings\u2019 an\u2019 nobles\u2019 sons los\u2019 der way.\u201d\nThe gentleman said, \u201cI\u2019ll just fin\u2019 out how my brother go.\u201d And went to\nthe same place an\u2019 see the same ol\u2019 hut, an went in an\u2019 see a big fire.\nAn\u2019 he went in an\u2019 was warming a\u2019 fire an\u2019 see a sow an\u2019 t\u2019ree pig an\u2019\nkill the sow an\u2019 the three pig. An\u2019 see the ol\u2019 woman come out; \u201cMassa,\nbeg a little fire.\u201d An\u2019 say, \u201cCome an\u2019 take it!\u201d An\u2019 say, \u201cChain yo\u2019\nhorse an\u2019 yo\u2019 dog,\u201d an\u2019 pop off two more hair an\u2019 give it to him; an\u2019\nthe gentleman t\u2019row the hair into the fire an\u2019 hear them pop. The ol\u2019\nwoman go into the bush and pop two green withes an\u2019 tie the horse an\u2019\nthe dog an\u2019 begin to fight the gentleman. The gentleman call to the\ndog, \u201cDog, dog, help me!\u201d an\u2019 the dog pop the withe an\u2019 begin to bite\nthe ol\u2019 woman. He say, \u201cHorse, horse, help me!\u201d The horse began to\ntrample her. When she fin\u2019 out that they were going to kill her she\nsay, \u201cMassa, don\u2019 kill me, I will show you something! Raise up all\nthose black stone that you have seen here and you will find all the\nkings\u2019 son and all the nice lady an\u2019 beautiful princess that I have\nenchanted and turned into stone. An\u2019 you will find your brother, horse\nan\u2019 dog.\u201d An\u2019 the gentleman kill her an\u2019 raise up all the stone and\nfin\u2019 his brother and all the ladies and gentleman.\n\n\n\n\n\n\n105. JACK AND THE DEVIL ERRANT.\n\nElizabeth Hilton, Harmony Hall, Cock-pit country.\n\n\nJack was a great gambler,\u2014no one could ever beat him a game; and he\nwent and gambled with the Devil Errant. Jack won the first, second and\nthird games; the Devil Errant won the fourth and the fifth games. The\nDevil Errant said to Jack, \u201cI require nothing of you but to find me in\nthree months.\u201d No man knew where the Devil Errant lived, and if Jack\ndoesn\u2019t find him in three months, the Devil Errant will take his head.\nAnd the Devil Errant knew where Jack lived.\n\nJack was fretting and didn\u2019t know what to do. He asked every one of his\nfriends and they said they didn\u2019t know the Devil Errant and didn\u2019t know\nwhere he lived. He went to the keeper of the world and asked him where\nthe Devil Errant lived. He said, \u201cHow could you play cards with a man\nlike that! However, I am keeper of all the beasts. In the morning I\nwill ring the bell and all will come and I will ask them if they know\nthe Devil Errant.\u201d In the morning he rang the bell and all the beasts\ncame. Everyone said he didn\u2019t know the Devil Errant. So he said, \u201cI\ndon\u2019t know what to do, Jack; but I have a brother who lives three\nhundred miles from here, and I will roll a barrel and you must go after\nthe barrel; where the barrel stops, that will be where my brother\nlives.\u201d\n\nIn the morning, he rolled the barrel and Jack followed the barrel, and\nit stopped in the brother\u2019s yard and Jack stopped too. And he asked the\nbrother if he knew the Devil Errant and he said no, didn\u2019t know a man\nlike that. And he said, \u201cWell, I am the keeper of all the fish in the\nsea. In the morning I will ring the bell and all the fish can come and\nI will ask them if they know the Devil Errant.\u201d In the morning, he rang\nthe bell and all the fish came and they said they didn\u2019t know a man\nlike the Devil Errant.\n\nJack was fretting, for it only needed three days and the three month\nwould be gone. The brother said, \u201cWell, I don\u2019t know what to do, but I\nhave another brother who lives two hundred miles from here. Tomorrow I\nwill roll the barrel and where that barrel stops that will be the\nplace.\u201d In the morning, he rolled the barrel and Jack followed after\nthe barrel, and when he got to the other brother the brother said,\n\u201cWell, I don\u2019t know such a man by the name of the Devil Errant, but I\nam the keeper of all the birds in the year, and in the morning I will\nring the bell and they will come and I will ask them if they know the\nDevil Errant.\u201d In the morning, he rang the bell and all the birds came\nexcept one named the Quack, and everyone said he didn\u2019t know the Devil\nErrant. Little after, the Quack came up. The keeper asked him why he\ndidn\u2019t come all this time and he said, \u201cI was just at the Devil\nErrant\u2019s yard picking up a few grains of corn.\u201d The keeper said to\nJack, \u201cThis is the only one who can take you to the Devil Errant\u2019s\nyard.\u201d\n\nJack had to kill a cow now and cut it up in pieces and put it on the\nbird\u2019s back along with himself, and every time the bird said \u201cQuack,\u201d\ngive him a piece of meat. The Quack was a greedy bird; said \u201cQuack\u201d and\ngave him a piece, \u201cQuack\u201d and gave him a piece, \u201cQuack\u201d and gave him a\npiece, \u201cQuack\u201d and gave him a piece, till he gave him the whole cow,\ndidn\u2019t have any more to give him. The bird said \u201cQuack\u201d and he gave him\nhis hat, \u201cQuack\u201d and he gave him his boots, \u201cQuack\u201d and didn\u2019t have\nanything more to give him, and the bird dropped him at the river-side.\n\nAs Jack was there crying he saw an old man come. The man said, \u201cJack,\nwhat you doing here?\u201d Jack said, \u201cI was gambling with the Devil Errant\nand he won me the fourth and fifth times and he said I was to find him\nin three months, and the three months are up to-day.\u201d The man said,\n\u201cWell, I advise you to stay here for a few minutes and you will see the\nDevil Errant\u2019s two daughters come to bathe. You must not trouble those\ntwo, but when you see the third one come, when she goes to bathe take\nher clothes and hide them, and when she comes out to look for the\nclothing say to her, \u2018Your father played me a trick and I will play you\none too!\u2019\u201d\n\nJack did so. When the girl looked for her clothes, Jack said, \u201cYour\nfather played me a trick and I will play you one too.\u201d And the girl\nfell in love with Jack and told him all her father\u2019s secrets and said,\n\u201cNow, Jack, when you go to my father\u2019s gate, if he tells you to come in\nyou mustn\u2019t go in at the gate; for there will be a sword ready to cut\noff your head. Let him come and open the gate for you.\u201d So when Jack\nwent to the Devil Errant\u2019s yard, the Devil Errant said, \u201cYou are very\nclever indeed, Jack! Open the gate and come in.\u201d Jack said, \u201cNo, you\ncome and open it.\u201d The Devil came and opened the gate.\n\nThe Devil said, \u201cAs you are so clever to find me in three months. I\nwill give you another task to do.\u201d He dropped his gold ring into an\nempty well and said, \u201cGo and pick it up.\u201d When Jack went, the well was\nfull of water. Poor Jack was hungry and crying. He saw the girl coming\nwith his breakfast and a bag with a machete in it. And she said, \u201cWhy\nare you crying, Jack?\u201d He said, \u201cBecause your father has given me a\ntask I can\u2019t do.\u201d She said, \u201cWhat is it?\u201d He said, \u201cHe dropped his ring\ninto the well when it was empty, and when I went to pick it up, it was\nfull of water.\u201d She said, \u201cWell, what you must do is to take this\nmachete now and cut me up in pieces and I will be a ladder, and when\nyou are coming back, you must take up every piece and put it into this\nbag and I will become the same woman.\u201d Jack said he couldn\u2019t do it at\nall, but she forced him to and so he did it. He chopped her up and put\nher down and she became a ladder, and every time in coming up he took\nup a piece until he had taken up the whole, only one little piece he\nforgot, till at last she became the same woman, only she had lost one\nof her finger-joints; but she said, \u201cNever mind for that, Jack!\u201d\n\nJack took the ring to the Devil Errant and he said, \u201cSince you are so\nclever, I will give you another task; take this house, now, and shingle\nit with dove feather.\u201d Jack was crying and he saw the girl coming with\na barrel of corn. She said, \u201cNow, Jack, dash this corn about the house\nand every bird will come to feed; and pick the feathers and shingle it\nwith dove feathers.\u201d And so Jack did.\n\nAnd the Devil said, \u201cYou are so clever I will give you another task to\ndo, and when you have done that I will set you free.\u201d And he gave him a\nbit and said, \u201cGo and catch my horse in the pasture.\u201d When Jack went to\nthe pasture he saw it was a mountain of sea. Jack was crying and he saw\nthe girl coming with a gun and a stone. She said, \u201cDon\u2019t cry, Jack!\ntake the bridle and stone, fire the gun and dash into the sea. The\nhorse will come and put his head into the bit, as my grandfather was\nburied here.\u201d\n\nWhen Jack carried the horse to the Devil Errant, the Devil Errant said,\n\u201cYou are very clever indeed. I will give you one of my daughters to\nmarry.\u201d He had the three girls dress alike and gave a grand dance and\nsaid when they were dancing he must pick out the one that he loved the\nbest. The girl told him that she would wear a different branch and told\nhim what branch she would wear, so he picked out the youngest daughter.\nThe Devil Errant said he couldn\u2019t give him that one at all because she\nwas too young, but Jack said she was the only one he loved, and the\nDevil Errant couldn\u2019t break his promise and had to give her to him, and\nthey got the parson to come and marry them.\n\nThat night the wife said, \u201cWell, Jack, father is going to kill you\ntonight.\u201d When they went to bed, the wife made two wooden babies that\nwould cry and put them in the bed; and they went into the pasture and\ngot the best riding horses her father had and started for home. The\ndevil got a pot of boiling water and threw it through the chimney into\nthe room on the bed. When he heard the babies cry, he went to cut their\nthroats and he found the two wooden babies. So he went after them. The\nhorse\u2019s name was \u201cSupple Jack.\u201d The girl said to Jack, \u201cLook, look\nbehind you and see what you see!\u201d Jack said, \u201cYour father is at the\nhorse\u2019s tail!\u201d She said, \u201cTake this grain of corn and throw it and it\nwill turn a wood of trees that he can\u2019t pass.\u201d The Devil went back for\nhis axe, and felled the wood. She said, \u201cLook, look behind you, Jack,\nand see what you see!\u201d He said, \u201cYour father is at the horses tail!\u201d\nShe said, \u201cTake this sweat and drop it behind you and it will mount to\na great river he can\u2019t cross.\u201d The devil went back for his ladle and\nladled the water till he drowned; he couldn\u2019t go any further!\n\nThe girl said to Jack, \u201cAs you have been away so long, don\u2019t take me\nwith you; leave me at the lodgings and come back to-morrow for me. But\nyou must not kiss anyone; if you kiss anyone, you will forget me and\nnever remember me any more.\u201d So Jack went home. His mother and sisters\nand everybody came to kiss him, but he refused to kiss them. He lay on\nthe sofa sleeping and a pet dog came and kissed him, and Jack never\nremembered his wife any more for four years. Then they made a great\nentertainment. Jack was just about to marry the next day to another\nwoman, and he and his bride went to the entertainment. The first wife\nsat down at the window sad. They asked her to go with them to the\nentertainment. She said no, she was not going, but they forced her to\ngo with them. As everybody was enjoying himself, they asked her to\nentertain them. She knocked her left side; a rooster came out. She\nknocked her right side; a hen came out. She knocked her stomach; a\ngrain of corn came out. The rooster took it away from the hen. The hen\nsaid, \u201cGet away, you ungrateful rooster! You came into my father\u2019s\nyard, he gave you a task to do and you couldn\u2019t do it. He dropped his\ngold ring into the well and you couldn\u2019t take it out, had to mince me\nin pieces, and now I have lost one of my little finger joints!\u201d She\nknocked again and another grain of corn came out. The rooster took it\naway from the hen. The hen said, \u201cStop, you ungrateful rooster! You\ncame to my father\u2019s yard, he gave you a task to shingle a house with\ndove feathers and you couldn\u2019t do it; I had to do it for you!\u201d\n\nJack said, \u201cI remember something!\u201d\n\nShe knocked on her stomach again and another grain of corn came out.\nThe rooster ate it up. She said, \u201cGet away, you ungrateful rooster you!\nYou came to my father\u2019s yard. He gave you his bridle to go and catch\nhis horse and you couldn\u2019t catch it and I had to show you how to do\nit!\u201d\n\nJack said, \u201cI just remember my fault!\u201d Jack fell down at her feet and\nbegged her to forgive him. He said to the company that a man had lost a\nkey and was about to buy a new one when he found the old one just as\ngood, and everybody told him there was now no occasion to buy the new\none. Jack said, \u201cWell, this is my wife that I forgot for four years,\nand I have found her!\u201d He put her in his buggy and drove home and left\nthe other one in the same place. And they both lived happy forever.\n\n\n\n\n\n\n106. THE MAGIC HAT AND THE STAFF OF LIFE.\n\nMaud Baker, Dry River, Cock-pit country.\n\n\nOnce Jack\u2019s wife gave him a cow to sell, and she told him the cow cost\ntwenty pounds. Three men bet they could get the cow cheap. They hid at\ndifferent places along the wayside, and one came out and asked Jack if\nhe was selling that goat. Jack said, \u201cNo, me man, it\u2019s a cow, not a\ngoat! because me wife told me it\u2019s a cow and I can\u2019t sell it for a\ngoat.\u201d The man told Jack his wife was making a fool of him and he would\ngive him a dollar for the goat, but Jack refused. After he had gone for\na couple of miles, a second man came out and repeated to him all that\nthe first had said. And Jack refused to sell the cow and went on. After\na couple of miles again, the third man came out and said he must sell\nhim the goat. Jack got angry himself now, and the man offered him three\ndollars and he took it and returned to his wife with it and told her\nall that had happened to him with this goat she gave him for a cow. The\nwife was angry and told him she would have nothing more to do with him\nuntil she got her twenty pounds for the cow.\n\nJack took the three dollars and started off in a deep study. He went to\na shop and called for a bottle of whiskey, which cost a dollar. After\npaying for it, Jack asked the man to let it remain until he returned\nback, and the clerk consented. He went to a second shop and bought a\nbottle of whiskey for a dollar and asked the clerk to put it up also\ntill he returned. He went to a third shop, bought a bottle of whiskey\nalso and asked the clerk to let it remain. After going about three\nmiles, he met up with the three men who robbed him out of his wife\u2019s\ncow and says to them would they mind going to the shop and taking a\ndrink with him; and they said yes. At the shop, Jack called for a\nbottle of whiskey, the four of them served it in glasses and drunk it\nall. Jack took off his hat and clapped it on the counter and said,\n\u201cIt\u2019s well paid for!\u201d and the clerk said, \u201cAll right, Jack, we know\nthat.\u201d After they go outside, the three men want to know how Jack\ndidn\u2019t pay for the whiskey and yet the clerk believe that he paid for\nit. Jack said as long as he clapped his hat on the counter, they must\nsay that he paid for it. They bet Jack that he couldn\u2019t go to the next\nshop and do the same, and Jack said that he could; and he went into the\nsecond shop and called for a bottle of whiskey again, the four of them\ndrunk it off, and, taking off his hat, he clapped it on the counter\nagain saying that it was well paid for. The clerk said, \u201cYes, Jack, it\nis all right.\u201d They go to the last shop now, call for the third bottle\nand do the same thing again. They wonder how he can do that and ask to\nbuy the hat. Jack said no. He asked them one hundred pounds for the\nhat, and the three of them made it up and Jack gave them the hat and\ngot the hundred pounds and carried them to his wife. She was well\npleased now.\n\nThe three men started with the hat to see if they could get something\nby it also. After buying some things, one of the men tried the hat and\nit wasn\u2019t successful. The other two were rowing with him, saying that\nwasn\u2019t the way Jack did with the hat. The second one now took it and\nwent in, but the clerk was angry and was about to call the police; they\nhad to pay for what they called for there. Then there was a big row,\nthe other two saying that wasn\u2019t the way Jack had done with the hat.\nNow the third one tried it and was not successful. They threatened now\nto catch Jack and to kill him.\n\nJack knew what would happen and he told his wife he was going to put up\na trick. He went to the bed and lay down, and when the wife saw the\nthree men coming she started crying. They asked her what was the\nmatter, and she said her husband was dead and nobody to help her bury\nhim. They said, \u201cA devil act that! should have been dead before now!\u201d\nand asked to see him. Jack was lying in bed as if dead, and a stick\nbeside him. One of the men said, \u201cYes, me man, we were looking for you\nto kill you; we are glad that you are dead already!\u201d and he took up the\nstick beside him and gave him a wonderful stroke. Jack started up with\nfright and said to them, \u201cThis is the stick of life! it raised me from\nthe dead!\u201d and the wife was so glad to have her husband back again!\nWell, the three fools asked Jack now to sell them the stick. Jack\nrefused, but they begged and Jack consented. They gave Jack one hundred\nfifty pounds for the stick because it was the \u201cstick of life.\u201d\n\nThe men started \u2019round the village advertising that they could raise\nthe dead. The king\u2019s daughter was dead. They went to the king\u2019s home\nand told him that they could raise the dead, and he was glad and\ncarried them inside where the daughter was lying dead. They began\nbeating her with a stick and crying, \u201cPrincess, arise from the dead!\u201d\nbut nothing happened. The king was angry, ordered the furnace well\nheated and had them thrown into it. That was the end of the three men,\nand Jack was well rid of them.\n\n\n\n\n\n\n107. UNCLE GREEN AND JACK.\n\nThomas Williams, Harmony Hall, Cock-pit country.\n\n\nUncle Green is a rich old man and he never married. Jack is a young man\nand is poor and preparing to get married, but cash is hard to get; so\nhe t\u2019ink to get somet\u2019ing from Uncle Green. So he appoint his wedding\nfor a day an\u2019 invite Uncle Green. So when de day came, he make bargain\nwid his cook an\u2019 everybody, make up good fire in de kitchen an\u2019 cook\ngood all what dey have. An\u2019 make way outside in open yard where all de\nguests can sit, an\u2019 dere he provide vessels an\u2019 stones, each pot have\nhis own place. Pick up de pot hot off de fire, put on de stone. No fire\nunder dat; everyt\u2019ing shut down quite close; no heat escape. So all de\nguests came from church, coming to dinner. So, nearly to dinner-time,\nsomebody say, \u201cHi! how is it nearly dinner-time an\u2019 not\u2019ing doing? All\nde pot is on de stone an\u2019 no fire under it!\u201d All de chief men know all\ndat will happen, so dey say, \u201cNever min\u2019, frien\u2019s, keep quiet, we soon\nhave dinner!\u201d Guests say, \u201cAll right, dis is strange wedding!\u201d When\ndinner-time, Jack, de bride, come out an\u2019 say, \u201cFrien\u2019s, we soon have\ndinner. I have a shell an\u2019 a whip which know dere duty, an\u2019 wi\u2019 do it\nas I speak to dem.\u201d So when de hour come, he rise up an\u2019 took de shell\nan\u2019 de whip an\u2019 came out in de yard among de cooking vessels dat was on\nde stone, an\u2019 blow de shell, to-hoo, to-hoo, to-o, an\u2019 fire de whip at\nde same time an\u2019 say, \u201cBoil, pots, boil!\u201d He did dat twice, an\u2019 said,\n\u201cButler an\u2019 cooks, everyt\u2019ing to your posts!\u201d Each one came an\u2019 take\ncharge of what dey have to occupy. Jack stand up dere an\u2019 say, \u201cCome,\nnow, cook, dish up an\u2019 hand to de butler!\u201d So all de guests looking wid\namazement and wonder, looking how t\u2019ings going to be. As dey lift up de\ncover, de steam begin to fly out of every pot and everyt\u2019ing well\ncooked!\n\nUncle Green propose to get married too an\u2019 propose to buy de shell an\u2019\nde whip. \u201cHow much you take for de shell an\u2019 whip, Mr. Jack?\u201d Jack say,\n\u201cOh, Uncle Green, me hatful of money.\u201d His hat was a big hat. Uncle\nGreen send t\u2019ree time to de bank to draw his hat full of gold and\nsilver, notes, an\u2019 everyt\u2019ing whatever he could find to fill up his\nhat.\n\nNo instruction given to him how doze t\u2019ings were cooked before and\nnever ask how t\u2019ing was done; say, \u201cOnly blow de shell an\u2019 crack whip\nan\u2019 everyt\u2019ing wi\u2019 cook.\u201d So wedding day came, an\u2019 he invite, an\u2019\nprepare to marry to-day. He kill an\u2019 cut up an\u2019 put up everyt\u2019ing in de\npot wid cold water, put on de cold stone outside in de yard. When de\nhour for dinner come, say, \u201cFrien\u2019s, keep quiet; we soon have dinner.\u201d\nDe same t\u2019ing as Jack said before he said, only not\u2019ing of fire. So as\nde cook take up de cover, everyt\u2019ing is raw same way as it was put in.\nSay, \u201cGood heavens! dat fellow Jack deceive me. Wonder where I will\nfin\u2019 him!\u201d an\u2019 some one say he is at home.\n\nJack know what will happen. He make himself plain in de way for anyone\nto see. Constable an\u2019 cart come, take up Jack, t\u2019row him into a bag an\u2019\ncarry him to Uncle Green. Uncle Green say, \u201cI want your life! Take him\non to de sea an\u2019 drown him.\u201d So while dey driving on going over a\nbridge nearly got to de sea, Jack said to de cart-man, \u201cYou driving me\non an\u2019 you forget you\u2019 valuable golden horse-whip! Put me on de\nwater-table at de road-side lef\u2019 me dere, go for you\u2019 whip.\u201d While he\ndere, Jack commence to cry in de bag, \u201cDon\u2019 wan\u2019 king! Carry me go tu\u2019n\nking an\u2019 I don\u2019 wan\u2019 king!\u201d A poor old man was passing by at de same\ntime, hear de cry, stop, listen. He was a shepherd driving sheep to de\npasture. He say, \u201c\u2019top! what a foolish bwoy! Bwoy, if you don\u2019 wan\u2019 to\ngo an\u2019 tu\u2019n king, come out an\u2019 mek me go!\u201d Old man jump in de cart an\u2019\nloose de bag, an\u2019 Jack come out de bag. Old man quick go down in de bag\nan\u2019 Jack tie him an\u2019 tek charge of de flock of sheep an\u2019 drive dem on.\nCart-man come an\u2019 take his seat an\u2019 drive on wid de ol\u2019 man; so drive\nto de sea, take up de bag an\u2019 dump de ol\u2019 man. He was drown. So came\nhome to Uncle Green. Say, \u201cDid you drown him?\u201d\u2014\u201cYes.\u201d\u2014\u201cA rascal dat!\u201d\n\nSome day after, Uncle Green was going on de road in de district an\u2019\nhear big flock of sheep before him coming. Said, \u201cDat voice is not Jack\nvoice?\u201d When he get up to sheep, sheep pass, Jack arrive, dey meet up.\nHe say, \u201cStop, Jack!\u201d Jack say, \u201cYes, sir?\u201d\u2014\u201cYou alive?\u201d\u2014\u201cYes, sir! an\u2019\nif you t\u2019row me furder I would get gold an\u2019 diamond; where you t\u2019row\nme, it only sheep an\u2019 goat I get dere!\u201d\u2014\u201cAll right, bwoy! I forgive\neveryt\u2019ing in a hurry, you go an\u2019 show me where de gold an\u2019 diamon\u2019\nis!\u201d An\u2019 so it was done. Jack drive de cart himself. When he get to a\nshallow place he say, \u201cIt is here de sheep an\u2019 goats are.\u201d\u2014\u201cI don\u2019 want\ne! Go on, go where de gold an\u2019 diamond is!\u201d Drive on furder to de bank,\ntake up de bag, t\u2019row him in de deep water and drown him. An\u2019 dat was\nde end of de craving man, Uncle Green, an\u2019 Jack take all his riches.\n\n\n\n\n\n\n108. BIG BEGUM AND LITTLE BEGUM.\n\nEmily Alexander, Mandeville.\n\n\nThere was two sons named Big Begum and Little Begum. Big Begum was very\nrich and Little Begum was very poor. One day, Little Begum found a bag\nof money and sent to Big Begum to borrow his quart pan to measure the\nmoney. Big Begum was very envious, didn\u2019t like to see Little Begum\nprosper. So he wondered what Little Begum was doing with the quart pan.\nHe got some grease and greased the bottom of the pan to find out.\nLittle Begum measured the money and, not looking in the pan to see that\na coin had fastened in the bottom, sent it back to Big Begum. Big Begum\nsaw the money in the pan and was surprised to know where Little Begum\ngot this money from, so he threatened Little Begum if he did not tell\nhim he would kill him.\n\nSo Little Begum told him that he had killed three of his horses,\ncarried the meat to the market and hung it up in the market crying out,\n\u201cFresh meat for sale, bit a pound!\u201d Big Begum now went home, killed\nthree of his horses and carried the meat to the market and gave the\nsame alarm; but no one came to buy it. So he was so sorry!\n\nHe went back home, called Little Begum, put him in a bag and tied him\non a tree to stay till he came back. While Little Begum was there, he\nsaw a man passing with a herd of sheep and he cried out. The man went\nup and asked what was the matter. He said that Big Begum wanted him to\ngo to him and he did not want to go. So the man with the herd of sheep\nsaid he wanted to go, and Little Begum told him to take him out the bag\nif he wished to get there. The man took him out and went into the bag;\nLittle Begum tied it as tight as he could, and the man told him to take\ncharge of the herd of sheep. So he went away with the herd of sheep,\nleaving the man there.\n\nBig Begum came up now with his cutlass and chopped the bag so fine that\nhe could hardly believe it was a man, and buried it. So when he buried\nit, he went round the corner whistling and singing beautiful songs,\nfeeling quite happy that he had killed Little Begum. But as he turned\nthe corner, he saw Little Begum with the herd of sheep. He was so\nsurprised! He said, \u201cIs that you, Little Begum? I thought I had chopped\nyou up a while ago and buried you!\u201d Little Begum said, \u201cIf you had\nchopped me up a little finer and buried me a little deeper, I would get\na herd of cows instead of a herd of sheep!\u201d So Big Begum told Little\nBegum to chop him up as fine and bury him as deep, so he might get the\ncows. So Little Begum chopped him up very fine and buried him. That was\nthe End of Big Begum!\n\n\n\n\n\n\n109. THE FOOL AND THE WISE BROTHER.\n\nEmily Alexander, Mandeville.\n\n\nOnce a lady had two sons; one was very foolish and the other was very\nwise. The wise one was hired to look after some sheep while the foolish\none was to stay at home and mind the mother. One day the mother became\nvery ill and the wise brother had to leave his work and come home, so\nhe sent the foolish brother to go mind the sheep. So the foolish boy\ntook a stick and broke the legs of the sheep and brought them home in\nthe yard.\n\nThe wise brother had on a bath on the fire for the mother. It was\npiping hot. So the wise brother went to the owner of the sheep to tell\nwhat had happened to the sheep and to ask for pardon, so he told the\nfoolish brother to take off the pot off the fire and give the mother a\nsponging while he was away. The foolish brother took off the piping\nbath and put his mother in a tub and poured the hot bath on her, and\nshe died.\n\nWhen the wise brother came home and found that his mother was dead, he\nwas so disappointed because the owner of the sheep said as soon as\ntheir mother died he would take away their lands to pay for his sheep.\nSo the sheep-owner took away the land and left them with only an iron\ngate. So both of them lifted the iron gate on their backs and began to\ntravel. As they reached a tree they sat down to rest. While they were\nthere, they saw a band of robbers coming; so both of them with the iron\ngate mounted the tree. The robbers came and sat under the tree and\nbegan to eat. But they had no custard and no vinegar and they wanted\nsome. So the foolish brother in the tree said, \u201cBrother, I want to\nwerine!\u201d So he said, \u201cYou may do so,\u201d and so he did. The robbers\nunderneath saw it coming down. Thinking it was vinegar, they took a pan\nand caught some and said, \u201cThank the Lord! the Lord has sent vinegar\nfor us.\u201d Again the foolish brother said, \u201cI want to d\u00e9d\u00e9!\u201d So he did,\nand the robbers caught some, thinking it was custard, and said, \u201cThank\nthe Lord! the Lord has sent down custard for us.\u201d So both of them in\nthe tree now became tired of holding the iron gate, so they dropped it.\nThe robbers were so frightened that they ran away leaving everything,\nand the two brothers came down out of the tree and took up all the\nmoney that was left and a knife.\n\nThe robbers sent one of the men to see what it was, and the two\nbrothers took the knife and cut off his tongue and sent him back. When\nthe robbers saw him coming, they ran to meet him and asked him what was\nthe matter. He could only say to them, \u201cBla, bla, bla!\u201d They were so\nfrightened that they started running, he running after them calling out\n\u201cBla! bla! bla!\u201d They ran until they were out of breath and fell down\nand could go no further.\n\n\n\n\n\n\n110. THE CHILDREN AND THE WITCH.\n\nEmily Alexander, Mandeville.\n\n\nThere was a poor man and his wife and two children. He had nothing to\ngive them but a slice of bread and cold water for the day. So one day\nhe got up, took the children into the bush and pretended to be chopping\nthe tree; then, as the children were playing, slipped away. When the\nwife asked for the children, he told her he had left them in the bush\nand she fretted and worried all day. Life became easier for them day by\nday, and the man became sorry that he had left them in the wood.\n\nThe children, when they missed their father, started to travel through\nthe wood to see if they could find their way home. A little black bird\nsaid to them, \u201cFollow me and I will show you your way home!\u201d but this\nlittle black bird was an Old Witch. It carried them to a house made out\nof nothing but cakes, sweets and all manner of nice things, and then\nthe bird vanished away from them. But they were so glad to get the\ncakes and sweets that they began eating at once. Immediately as they\ntouched the first cake, the door of the house opened and a very\nugly-looking blind old woman came out to them and asked them what they\nwere doing there; so they told her how they had been lost in the bush.\nShe took them into the house, put one in a cage and had one to do all\nthe work of the house. Every evening she went to feed the one in the\ncage, and asked him to stick out his hand to see if he was getting fat;\nso the one left in the house gave him a bone to stretch out instead,\nbecause the Old Witch was blind and could only feel. The one in the\ncage was getting very fat and rosy. One day she went to the cage and\nasked him to stretch out his hand and the child stretched out the bone;\nso she became very impatient, said she couldn\u2019t wait any longer and\nwould kill him that very day for dinner, and asked the one in the house\nto heat up the oven. Then the Witch told the one in the house to see if\nthe oven was hot enough; the Witch was going to shut the door on her\nand let her stay in there and bake. But the girl was smart and said she\ndid not know how to get into it, she must show her the way. As the\nWitch went into the oven, she pushed her in and shut the door, and the\nWitch stood in there squealing till she was burned to death. Then the\ngirl ran and took the boy out of the cage, took some of the cakes and\nnice things off the house, and ran to their own home. The parents were\nso glad to see them that they kept a ball for them that night, and they\ntold the story how they had killed the Witch.\n\n\n\n\n\n\n111. THE BOY AND THE MERMAID.\n\nEmily Alexander, Mandeville.\n\n\nOnce a little boy went to the river to bathe. He was washed away to sea\nand his parents heard nothing about him, but he was told before going\nthat if he went he would be drowned.\n\nBut he was a smart little boy. A mermaid came and took him and carried\nhim to the bottom of the sea and asked him certain questions: If he ate\nfish? he said \u201cNo.\u201d If he ate beef? he said \u201cNo.\u201d If he ate mutton? he\nsaid \u201cNo.\u201d If he ate pork? he said \u201cNo.\u201d If he had said \u201cYes,\u201d the\nmermaid would have killed him, because its body was made of fish, beef,\nmutton and pork. So, as he didn\u2019t eat any of those things, the mermaid\ncarried him to the shore, threw him out, and a sheep took him up. The\nmaster of the sheep asked him certain questions,\u2014where he was from and\nwhat was his name. He told him and they carried him to his home. They\nwere so glad to see him they went and invited friends to come and help\nthem enjoy themselves and make merry.\n\n\n\n\n\n\n112. DIFFICULT TASKS.\n\nJulia Gentle, Santa Cruz Mountains.\n\n\nA boy live with a very rich gentleman, and he have no children and he\nbelieve that when he die, the boy get all the fortune; so he want to\nkill the boy. And he throw out a barrel of rice and say boy must pick\nup every grain before he come back. And dead mother come and pick up\nevery grain.\n\nAnd when he come and see the boy pick up all the rice, say, \u201cYou mean\nto get all me fortune!\u201d He tell the boy must go to the headman town and\ncarry away the duppy-man one bell. An the dead mother go with the boy\nand the mother tell the boy what time the duppy lie down he must mash\nthem hard. And he go take the bell out the middle of the town where the\nduppy is, and must run to four cross-roads before he come home with the\nbell. Then all the duppy scatter; one go one cross-road and one\nanother, and the boy run home to massa with the bell.\n\nThen after he carry the bell come home, the man say, \u201cI don\u2019 know what\nto do! I believe you going to get me fortune!\u201d And him tak one sword,\nthe sharpest sword, and give the boy the dull sword and say, \u201cWe now\nplay sword!\u201d And the boy take the dull sword and kill the man and get\nall the fortune.\n\n\n\n\n\n\n113. THE GRATEFUL BEASTS.\n\nJames Smith, Claremont, St. Anne.\n\n\nA poor man was once travelling and saw a dog and a lion and a crow and\nants fighting over dead prey. The poor man had nothing but a knife. He\nsaid, \u201cLet me try and see if I can help you all.\u201d He cut one quarter\ngave to the lion, cut one quarter gave to the dog, cut one quarter gave\nto the crow, gave the last quarter to the ants. The lion said, \u201cMy good\nman, I have nothing to pay for you kindness, but any trouble you get\ninto just call upon the lion and you shall be ten times stronger than\nthe lion.\u201d The dog said, \u201cAny trouble you get into just say, \u2018The grey\nthe dog,\u2019 and you shall be ten times quicker than the dog.\u201d The crow\nsaid, \u201cSay, \u2018The grey the crow,\u2019 and you shall fly ten times higher\nthan the crow.\u201d The ants said, \u201cSay, \u2018The grey the ants,\u2019 and you shall\nbe ten times smaller than the ants.\u201d\n\nSome time after that, a great seven-headed giant who had one daughter,\nmade a rule that any man coming to his house he would surely put to\ndeath. That poor man heard about the saying of the seven-headed giant\nand said he would marry the daughter. They laughed at him, but he found\nhimself at the giant\u2019s yard. There he found the daughter, but the giant\nwas not at home. He told her that he would marry her, and she said that\nthe giant would kill him. He said that he would give the giant a fight.\nHe went back the second day, went back the third day. The father caught\nhim there, said to his daughter in the house, \u201cAye! I smell fresh\nblood!\u201d\u2014\u201cNo, papa, nothing of the kind!\u201d The giant went into the room\nshe was hiding the man in. The man said, \u201cThe grey the ants,\u201d and he\nwas ten times smaller than ants; found his way through the crevices,\nran down the stair-case, found himself out on the green, and he came\nback into his man\u2019s shape. The giant came out and caught hold of him.\nHe called upon the lion and he was ten times stronger than a lion. He\nflashed off three of the giant\u2019s heads.\n\nAll the giant\u2019s treasure was hidden in a round hill and the key was two\nmarbles on an iron rod. The two marbles and the rod dropped from the\ngiant\u2019s pocket. \u201cThe grey the dog,\u201d and he was ten times quicker than a\ndog and caught the marbles and the rod. The giant caught after him and\nhe said, \u201cThe grey the crow,\u201d and flew ten times higher than a crow,\nand flew down and hit off the other four heads. The giant was lying\ndown dead. With the advice of the girl he walked straight up to the\nhill, joined the iron rod on the top of the hill, set the two marbles\nat the other side at the foot of the hill, and both marbles rolled to\nthe iron rod. So the man went in and got all that hidden treasure and\nhe married the daughter and got all the possessions.\n\nSo you can never be too strong to be brought low.\n\n\n\n\n\n\n114. JACK AND THE BEAN-STALK.\n\nClarence Tathum, Mandeville.\n\n\nJack\u2019s father died an\u2019 leave he an\u2019 his mother. And all them money\nfinish an\u2019 they didn\u2019t have more than one cow leave. An\u2019 the mother\ngave him to go to the market an\u2019 sell it. When he catch part of the\nway, he swap it for a cap of bean.\n\nWhen he get home, the mother get annoyed and t\u2019row away the bean, so he\nget dread if the mother beat him. He went away an\u2019 sat by the roadside,\nan\u2019 he saw an old lady coming, \u2019he beg him something, \u2019he show him a\nhouse on a high hill, an\u2019 him tol\u2019 him de man live up dere is de man\nrob all him fader riches an\u2019 he mus\u2019 go to him an\u2019 he get somet\u2019ing.\nAn\u2019 so he went home back.\n\nAn\u2019 so in de morning, he see one of de bean-tree grow a large tree\noutside de window, an\u2019 \u2019tretch forth over de giant house; an\u2019 he went\nup till he reach to de giant house. An\u2019 when he go, de giant was not at\nhome an\u2019 he ax de giant wife to put him up an\u2019 give him something to\neat. De wife tell him she will give him something to eat, but she can\u2019t\nput him up, for anywhere him put him de giant will find him when him\ncome home. He said to de giant wife him must tek a chance. De wife put\nhim into a barrel. When de giant come home, de giant smelled him. He ax\nhim wife where him get fresh blood. So she told him she have a little\nsomet\u2019ing to make a pudding for him tomorrow. Said \u2019he mus\u2019 bring it.\nSaid no, better to have fresh pudding tomorrow than to have it tonight.\nAfter de giant finish his dinner, started to count his money. He fall\nasleep on de table, an\u2019 Jack went down take be bag of money an\u2019 went\naway to his house. He climb on de bean-tree right outside his window\nan\u2019 went home back an\u2019 gave his mother the money.\n\n\n\n\n\n\n115. JACK AND THE DEVIL.\n\nRichard Pottinger, Claremont, St. Anne.\n\n\nDevil had his company in his house, had a woman also locked up while\nJack, his servant, was heating the oven. Somebody was expected from\nhome. Jack was very fond of that girl, promised her that if anybody\nwill come from home, he will keep heating the oven. The two of them\narrange that she will keep singing\u2014\n\n\n \u201cWah wah oo, wah wah oo, wah wah oo,\n Nobody coming from Prince of Wales?\u201d\n\n\nJack now (answers),\n\n\n \u201cNo, no, madame; no, no, madame; no, no, madame;\n Nobody coming from Prince of Wales.\u201d\n\n\nThe master came to the window; \u201cJack, is the oven hot?\u201d\u2014\u201cNo, Master,\nnot yet hot.\u201d Jack put in two bundles of wood more. About an hour\nafter, the girl began the same song. Jack gave the same reply. Master\ncame again; \u201cJack, is the oven hot?\u201d\u2014\u201cNo, Master, not yet hot.\u201d\n\nThe girl\u2019s father came. The girl started singing\u2014\n\n\n \u201cWah wah oo, wah wah oo, wah wah oo,\n Nobody coming from Prince of Wales?\u201d\n\n\nJack says,\n\n\n \u201cYes, yes, madame! yes, yes, madame! yes, yes, madame!\n Somebody coming from Prince of Wales!\u201d\n\n\nThe master came to the window; \u201cJack, is the oven hot?\u201d\u2014\u201cYes, Master,\nred-hot!\u201d Coming down the staircase the father drew a revolver and shot\nhim. Jack has to put him in the oven, and Jack, the girl, and all the\ncompany make a feast of him. The father took Jack and the girl back to\nhis house and married them both for life.\n\n\n\n\n\n\n116. JACK\u2019S RIDDLE.\n\nClarence Tathum, Mandeville.\n\n\nA little boy once heard of a king\u2019s daughter who would answer any\nriddle, and so he told his mother that he was going to ask the king\u2019s\ndaughter a riddle. Whatever riddle the king\u2019s daughter asks him, if he\ncan\u2019t answer, the king\u2019s daughter will kill him; or else, he will get\nthe king\u2019s daughter. And the mother made some dumpling and gave to him,\nmade six, poisoned one. And he eat four and gave two to the donkey he\nwas riding, and one of those two was the one that was poisoned. So\n\u201cPoor Lo\u201d died. So seven John-crow came to eat Poor Lo; so while the\nseven John-crow were eating Poor Lo, they were dying one after another\nby the poison of Poor Lo. And he saw an orange-tree with one ripe\norange on it, and he went and picked it and eat it, and he picked up\none under the tree and eat it. And Jack went to the king\u2019s daughter,\nand she asked him the riddle; and after he answered it, he asked her\nthis one:\n\n\u201cTwo kill one and one kill seven; the top of the tree was sweet, but\nthe bottom was sweeter yet.\u201d\n\n\n\n\n\n\n117. JACK AS FORTUNE-TELLER.\n\nT. Brown, Claremont, St. Anne.\n\n\nDer was a day Jack says he was a fortune-teller. De king call him dat\nhis wife los\u2019 her marriage ring and he want him to tell him where it\ngo. Jack didn\u2019t know not\u2019ing all de same, but jus\u2019 working his head. De\nking got t\u2019ree servant in his house. De t\u2019ree of dem steal de ring. De\nking give Jack four days to tell him. One mo\u2019ning, one carry Jack\nbreakfas\u2019. Jack says, \u201cPraise de Lord, I got one!\u201d Same day, one carry\nhis dinner; same day, one carry his supper. Jack says, \u201cPraise de Lord,\nI got de t\u2019ree!\u201d (Jack meant he get t\u2019ree meals, but de servant think\nJack mean them.) One of the servant go in the house, say, \u201cLet us tell\nJack we get de ring, for he know it.\u201d De t\u2019ree of dem come to Jack one\nnight and told Jack dat \u2019ey steal de ring. Jack said, \u201cOh, yes, I did\nknow a long time dat it you t\u2019ief it!\u201d Jack says, \u201cIf I tell de king\nabout de ring, king will behead de t\u2019ree of you.\u201d Jack says, \u201cMake a\nlittle ball and put de ring in it and put it down a big turkey\u2019s\nmout\u2019.\u201d De morning, nine o\u2019clock, de king called Jack to tell him where\nhis wife\u2019s ring goes; if Jack can not tell him, he will kill Jack. Jack\nsays, \u201cIf you want to know how you\u2019 wife ring go, kill dat big turkey\nan\u2019 look in his craw.\u201d Dey kill de turkey, an\u2019 saw de ring; and from\ndat day, de king believe what Jack do and give Jack his daughter to\nmarry. And I pass roun\u2019 de house last week and I saw dem an\u2019 dey give\nme a good piece of beef-bone. Dear how Jack got his richness by working\nhis head!\n\n\n\n\n\n\n118. ROBIN AS FORTUNE-TELLER.\n\nHenry Spence, Bog, Westmoreland.\n\n\nRobin fawn himself to be fortune-teller. So he bet a lot of money dat\nwhatever dey have fe dinner to-night, him will tell it. So Robin name\nFox,\u2014call him \u201cMr. Fox Robin,\u201d\u2014an\u2019 dey didn\u2019t know his name. So it was\na fox underneat\u2019 de dish fe de dinner. So when him come in, frighten\u2019,\nt\u2019ink him goin\u2019 to lose, him sit down, say, \u201cAye, poor Fox is caught\nto-day!\u201d When dey hear him say dis, everybody give a shout. Him win;\nfor it was a fox underneat\u2019 de dish.\n\nOnce de good man again go out to shoot. So him coming home, hear about\nFox too,\u2014same Fox. So him catch a robin redbreast an\u2019 kill it an\u2019 roast\nit an\u2019 put it under de dish de very same as dey do de fox. So at dinner\nwhen he come to a certain time, say, \u201cI want to know what underneat\u2019 de\ndish now, Mr. Fox?\u201d So said, \u201cWell, poor Robin is well caught to-day!\u201d\n\n\n\n\n\n\n119. JACK AND THE GRATEFUL DEAD.\n\nRichard Morgan, Santa Cruz Mountains.\n\n\nA boy an\u2019 a girl made match to marry, an\u2019 doze people who dey call de\nfairy t\u2019ief away de girl from Jack. But dey give one anodder different\nname; dis girl name \u2018Catch \u2019em\u2019 an\u2019 dis boy name \u2018If-you-can\u2019.\n\nAn\u2019 Jack was travelling. When he get part of de way, he see whole heap\nof people beatin\u2019 a dead man. He say, \u201cO my! what de reason dey do\ndis?\u201d Dey said, \u201cDe man owe me a lot of money!\u201d Jack pay all de money\nan\u2019 bury de man. He went a little furder an\u2019 see anodder an\u2019 he do de\nsame. He went a little way off again, he see anodder, he do de same.\n\nSo he get broke now. He hear dat de fairy want a servant. De fairy\nsaid, \u201cYes, I want a servant!\u201d an\u2019 gi\u2019 him every key open all de door\nexcep\u2019 one room. Jack said, \u201cAll right, sir!\u201d De fairy is a people dey\ngo out every day. Jack open every door, an\u2019 after him open de las\u2019 door\nhe fin\u2019 de girl in dat room. An\u2019 \u2019he say, \u201cJack, what you open dis door\nfor? De fairy bin goin\u2019 kill you, for dey dey got me here an\u2019 fatten to\nkill.\u201d Jack said, \u201cI am jus\u2019 as smart as dem!\u201d an\u2019 tek down de girl an\u2019\ncomb her hair, ketch her louse, gi\u2019 her somet\u2019ing to eat an\u2019 hang her\nup same way. When de fairy come an\u2019 say, \u201cJack, you goin\u2019 into dis\nroom?\u201d Jack said, \u201cNo, sir.\u201d De fairy tek de key, he walk in de door\nan\u2019 fin de girl same way as he leave her.\n\nEvery day Jack do de same t\u2019ing, till de las\u2019 day he took down de girl\nan\u2019 dey walk. He goin\u2019 in a vessel. De girl was so pretty, one of de\nmen dat in de vessel grudge Jack an\u2019 fling Jack overboard. Anodder\nlittle boy, gi\u2019 de name of Jack, he t\u2019row one piece of board, said,\n\u201cPoor man! paddle on dis.\u201d An\u2019 de girl is de king daughter who was\ngoing to marry to Jack de nex\u2019 day. An\u2019 Jack paddle till him get one\npart of de sea upon some stone an\u2019 sit down hol\u2019ing his head. Dat was\nnight. Pelican fly an\u2019 pick him in his head, gi\u2019 him a piece of bread,\ntek him up an\u2019 sail wid him drop him into anodder place. Anodder\npelican tek him an\u2019 sail wid him drop him into anodder place again. De\nlas\u2019 pelican gi\u2019 him somet\u2019ing to eat, fly wid him right into town. So\ndat was de t\u2019ree dead men he buried; dat t\u2019ree dead save his life.\n\nNex\u2019 morning in de whole town nobody to be found in de street. An\u2019 when\nJack couldn\u2019t get a house to rent, all de house was rented, one woman\nsaid \u2019he don\u2019 get nowhere only a loft to de roadside. Jack said, \u201cDat\u2019s\nde place I want!\u201d an\u2019 was dere until de couple going to church. Den,\nafter she come at de said place, Jack look out an\u2019 saw her, an\u2019 Jack\nsaid, \u201cCatch him!\u201d De girl said, \u201cIf-you-can!\u201d an\u2019 she call to de\ncoachman to turn back home to de yard. An\u2019 after she went home, she\nsent a constable t\u2019rough de whole town, an\u2019 everyone he bring she said\nno. De las\u2019 one de ol\u2019 lady said, \u201cOnly one man lef\u2019 here an\u2019 he drunk,\nfor he drink a great bottle of rum!\u201d but Jack do dat in gladness as he\nsaw de girl. An\u2019 de girl said, \u201cBring him come!\u201d An\u2019 after him come, he\ncatch him an\u2019 kiss him an\u2019 goin\u2019 in de house bathe an\u2019 shine himself\nan\u2019 tell all what distress happen to him.\n\nDey catch de man what do dis t\u2019ing, hang him by de p\u2019int of his tongue.\n\n\n\n\n\n\n120. THE BOY AND HIS MASTER.\n\nRichard Morgan, Santa Cruz Mountains.\n\n\nDer is Old Witch. One boy larnin\u2019 old witch, too. De man want a\nbook-clerk. De boy go to him and said, \u201cYou want a book-clerk, sir?\u201d\nAn\u2019 say, \u201cYes, but you cannot read?\u201d Boy say no, an\u2019 say, \u201cAll right,\nyou shall be my clerk.\u201d He never trouble de boy on de book for a long\ntime. When he going tek up de book, \u2019e say, \u201cOh-h-h-h! you expect to be\nmy master!\u201d an\u2019 de man say, \u201cGo home!\u201d\n\nHim mudder an\u2019 fader was poor. He said, \u201cMa, I gwine to turn a fat pig\ntomorrow; kyar\u2019 me go sell, don\u2019 lef\u2019 de rope on me.\u201d He ma get two\npound. Nex\u2019 day he say, \u201cMa, I gwine to turn a pretty mare; kyar\u2019 me\nsell me, don\u2019 lef\u2019 de rope.\u201d When de fader get part of de way, he meet\na man. De man say, \u201cHo-o-o, what a pretty mare! How much you\nwant?\u201d\u2014\u201cOne hundred.\u201d De ol\u2019 man go to tek off de rope. De man said,\n\u201cWhat a damn fool is you! I buy de mare an\u2019 you want de rope!\u201d De Old\nWitch tek de mare. At de same time de Old Witch know dat de mare is de\nboy an\u2019 de boy know dat is de Old Witch. So he hitch him in de market\nan\u2019 gwine in de shop to tek a drink. Some school-children gwine past.\nDe mare said, \u201cDo, you kyan\u2019 slip off dis rope off me head?\u201d De\nchil\u2019ren said, \u201c\u2019top! you ever hear a horse talk?\u201d De mare said, \u201cNever\nmind! you slip it off.\u201d As dey slip off de rope, de mare gallop away.\nDe chil\u2019ren call out, \u201cYou\u2019 mare get away!\u201d\n\nDe Old Witch come out. He turn a stallion, an\u2019 two race fo\u2019 it. An\u2019 de\nmare up again a pigeon-hawk an\u2019 she fly. De Old Witch turn a big\nfowl-hawk an\u2019 dey sail in de air. De mare turn a dove an\u2019 sail till she\n\u2019py a house wid glass windeh. De dove sail right t\u2019ru de windeh, drop\ninto a woman lap; de dove turn a ring, get on de woman finger. De\nfowl-hawk fly exactly to de door. When de hawk fly away, de ring come\noff de finger an\u2019 turn de boy an\u2019 tell de woman a man will come here in\nde mo\u2019ning; he will have her marry fo\u2019 dis ring, but don\u2019 receive it.\nNex\u2019 day de boy turn de ring, get on de finger. De man dribe up an\u2019\nsaid, \u201cYou have a ring here?\u201d De woman said yes. He said, \u201cI give you\none husband,\u201d an\u2019 de woman said yes and slipped off de ring to give to\nde man. De ring drop on de floor an\u2019 turn a corn-grain. De man come out\nof de buggy, turn a rooster to pick up de corn-grain. De corn-grain\njump up, turn a puss an\u2019 wipe off de cock head. So dat de boy get up\nand tek de buggy an\u2019 go to de Old Witch yard and tek all what he get.\n\nSo de boy learn one mark more dan de Old Witch.\n\n\n\n\n\n\n121. THE LANGUAGE OF BEASTS.\n\nRichard Morgan, Santa Cruz Mountains.\n\n\nOne boy was along wid a man. He was a shepherd boy; every Wednesday he\ngo in de wilderness go look after his master sheep. He saw one snake.\nDe snake said, \u201cDo, I beg you carry me go to me fader; but when you go,\nif me fader give you money, don\u2019 you tek it, but ax him to give you de\nknowledge of every animal.\u201d So de boy tek de snake to his fader. When\nhe go, de snake ax him if he want money. He said, \u201cNo, I wan\u2019 to\nunderstan\u2019 de knowledge of every animal.\u201d De snake tol\u2019 him to lie\ndown, an\u2019 he spit in his mouth an\u2019 tol\u2019 him whatever animal dat he hear\ntalk he mus\u2019 not tell it to nobody, fo\u2019 de day he venture to talk it he\nshall surely die.\n\nDe odder Wednesday he went de same place, he saw some pigeon on one\ntree. De pigeon was cooing, an\u2019 de pigeon tell him he mus\u2019 come an\u2019 dig\nunder de tree an\u2019 he will fin\u2019 a lot of money. De boy went an\u2019 dig, an\u2019\nhe fin\u2019 de money. He tek it home to his master. His master deliver all\ndat money to him, he tek it, settle himself an\u2019 married a wife.\n\nOne evening him an\u2019 his wife went for a ride. He was before, de lady\nwas behin\u2019. De horse turn round and whicker to de mare which de lady\nwas riding. De mare answer him an\u2019 said, \u201cI kyan\u2019 go wid you; for you,\nit is two of you, but me, it is four of us. I have to carry meself an\u2019\nme colt, de missis an\u2019 de missis baby in her, so I cannot walk fas\u2019 as\nyou.\u201d De man turn roun\u2019 an\u2019 laugh. De lady said, \u201cWhy de reason let de\ntwo animal whicker an\u2019 you look pon me an\u2019 laugh? Der is somet\u2019ing in\ndis matter!\u201d She nag her husband to tell her de meaning why mek him\nlaugh. De husband said to her, \u201cDe day dat I tell you, I will surely\ndie. Sen\u2019 for a carpenter mek me box an\u2019 den I wi\u2019 tell you!\u201d De\ncarpenter come mek de box, an\u2019 he went an\u2019 lie down in it.\n\nHe got one rooster in his yard. De rooster come near de box an\u2019 begin\nto crow. De missis said, \u201cOh, go away! makin\u2019 such a noise over yo\u2019\nmaster head!\u201d De master said, \u201cLet de bird stay!\u201d De rooster said to\nhis master, \u201cMaster, you fool to gi\u2019 up yo\u2019 life fo\u2019 de count of woman!\nLook how much wife I have in de worl\u2019, an\u2019 de least nonsense all of dem\ncome round me, I begin to peck \u2019em an\u2019 walk away from dem. So, Master,\nyou come out of de box an\u2019 tek yo\u2019 supple-jack an\u2019 go in de house give\nyo\u2019 wife two good lick, an\u2019 den you fin\u2019 if she would \u2019noy you again.\u201d\nDe man do so. He got up, he went in de house, he tek de supple-jack an\u2019\nhit her t\u2019ree lick over de shoulder; an\u2019 from dat day de woman never ax\nhim a word again.\n\n\n\n\n\n\n122. THE THREE PIECES OF ADVICE.\n\nRichard Morgan, Santa Cruz Mountains.\n\n\nDer is a man; he married; he got t\u2019ree chil\u2019ren, he became poor. He\nsaid to his wife, \u201cI goin\u2019 to look somet\u2019ing to do.\u201d She said, \u201cYes, me\ndear husban\u2019.\u201d He went an\u2019 walk one hundred mile. When he got to a pen\nde master said, \u201cYou little too late; I jus\u2019 got a butcher dis\nmo\u2019ning.\u201d He walk anodder one hundred mile an\u2019 when he go he succeed a\nbutcher. He was doin\u2019 his work one year, never drew no money\u2014one\nhundred pound a year. When de year was up, de missis said to him, \u201cOut\nof you money an\u2019 t\u2019ree advice, which one you rather?\u201d He said, \u201cI\nrather de t\u2019ree advice.\u201d She give him one revolver an\u2019 give him a loaf\nof bread an\u2019 give him some money to serve him on de way; was not to\ntouch de bread till him get home. De t\u2019ree advice\u2014\u201cNot to forsake de\nbridge which you cross; not to interfere in politics; you mustn\u2019t in\nhaste in temper.\u201d An\u2019 him tek his journey.\n\nWhen he was going, he went to tek anodder road; he remember de first\nadvice, mustn\u2019t forsake de bridge which he cross. He go on a little\nfurder. He saw some people beatin\u2019 one dead man; he went to call to\ndem, but he remember de second advice. He pass. When he go on till he\nsaw his home, he saw his wife an\u2019 his chil\u2019ren an\u2019 a man walkin\u2019 side\non side. He took de revolver to shoot de man, he remember de t\u2019ird\nadvice; de missis said, \u201cYou mus\u2019 not haste in temper,\u201d an\u2019 he put it\nby. When he went on a little furder, it was his wife bredder hear dat\nde husband was not at home, so come to look for his sister.\n\nWhen dey goin\u2019 in de house he began to tell how many mile he went, an\u2019\nhe say to his wife, \u201cDe missis gave me t\u2019ree advice, out of me money\nwhich of dem I rather; I said I rather de t\u2019ree advice, and she give me\ndis loaf of bread; not to cut it till I reach home, but she give me my\npocket-money.\u201d De wife said, \u201cWhat about de t\u2019ree advice an\u2019 lef\u2019 yo\u2019\nmoney.\u201d De husband said, \u201cI can\u2019t help it.\u201d De chil\u2019ren cry out, \u201cPapa,\ncut de bread! papa, cut de bread!\u201d Tek de knife, an\u2019 after him cut de\nbread, de one hundred pound scatter out upon de table.\n\nSo de t\u2019ree advice, if he turn a different road he never will see home.\nDe second advice, doze people was beating de dead man, if him was to\ncall to \u2019em, dem people would destroy him. An\u2019 de t\u2019ird advice, he\nwould shoot his own bredder-in-law.\n\n\n\n\n\n\n123. THREE BROTHERS AND THE LIFE-TREE.\n\nRichard Morgan, Santa Cruz Mountains.\n\n\nA woman got t\u2019ree son. One day he said, \u201cMamma, I gwine out to seek fe\u2019\na little work.\u201d She said, \u201cYes, me chile, but care me little last son!\u201d\nDe mudder bake two pone an\u2019 after dey travel, de little bredder said,\n\u201cBredder, I hungry!\u201d He said, \u201cDe only way you will get dis pone, let I\npluck out one of yo\u2019 eye.\u201d De little boy said, \u201cPluck it out now,\u201d an\u2019\nhe did so. After dey walk a far way again, de little bredder cry out,\n\u201cBredder, I hungry!\u201d He said, \u201cDe only way you will taste de odder\npiece, let I pluck out de odder eye.\u201d De little boy said, \u201cWhat mus\u2019 I\ndo after I hungry?\u201d An\u2019 him pluck out de odder eye an\u2019 gi\u2019 him de\nbalance of pone lef\u2019. An\u2019 de two bredder walk, lef\u2019 dat poor one.\n\nWhen night come, he went feeling. He feel a tree. He went up into de\ntree. After midnight, he hear people talkin\u2019 come on an\u2019 stop right\nunder de tree. So i\u2019 was two duppy. One king from de day de king was\nborn, he blin\u2019. De duppy said, \u201cIf people know dat dis tree was a life\ntree, dey would tek it an\u2019 cure de king eye.\u201d\n\nMe\u2019while de poor blin\u2019 boy hearing dem. De boy feel an\u2019 tek de leaf an\u2019\nrub his two eye. De two eye were open. De boy came down. Nex\u2019 day\nmorning tek two of de leaves an\u2019 went to de king yard. After he went de\nsoldier said, \u201cMy man, what you want?\u201d He said, \u201cI want to see de\nking.\u201d Dey let him in. When he gwine to de king he said, \u201cO king!\u201d He\nsaid, \u201cWhat do you want?\u201d De boy said, \u201cI hear dat yo\u2019 eye blind; I\ncome to open it.\u201d He said, \u201cO my boy, you cannot open my eye again!\u201d De\nboy said, \u201cI will open it; but when I rub it you mus\u2019 not mek alarm.\u201d\nDe boy took de leaf out of his pocket and rubbed de king eye. De king\neye were open, an\u2019 de king let de boy married to his daughter.\n\nAn de same week dem two bredder which injure his little bredder eye\nhear dat de same young king which married lately have plenty of work.\nSo de two bredder went in an\u2019 ax fe work. De king said, \u201cO me men, if\nyou come a little sooner! my son-in-law jus\u2019 go down to de village.\u201d\nDey went down after him. When de men go down, \u2019ey saw him own bredder\nan\u2019 do not know him at all. Dey said, \u201cGood-morning, king!\u201d Dey said,\n\u201cYo\u2019 fader-in-law send we down here to get some work.\u201d De king said,\n\u201cOh, yes!\u201d He said, \u201cSeem like you feel hungry.\u201d Dey said, \u201cOh, yes,\nking!\u201d He let de people den pick some breadfruit an\u2019 dey roast it.\nMe\u2019while dey eating dey was talkin\u2019. De king said, \u201cBut, my men, where\nis de odder bredder that travelled togedder?\u201d He said, \u201cHe knock up in\nde way, so we have to leave him; so we don\u2019 know whether if he alive or\nnot.\u201d De king said, \u201cDis is yo\u2019 lost brother which you pluck out de eye\nfor that two piece of pone!\u201d An\u2019 dey was \u2019stonish.\n\nSo de bredder said all how him get de eye open, an\u2019 dey never stop to\nwork again; dey travel on to de said life tree, an\u2019 when dey get dere,\ndey go up in de tree. Part of de night dey hear two somebody talkin\u2019;\nsoon as dey ketch to de tree dey stop dere to res\u2019. One of de duppy\nsaid, \u201cBut you know, dis odder night when we was talkin\u2019 here, some one\nmus\u2019 hear me when I was talkin\u2019 \u2019bout dis life tree, for I hear dat de\nking eye open.\u201d An\u2019 after he said dat, one said, \u201cI scent fresh blood!\u201d\nan\u2019 he run right up in de tree an\u2019 ketch de two men an\u2019 break dem neck.\n\nAn\u2019 come to a time de king an\u2019 his wife go pay de mudder a visit. An\u2019\n\u2019e mudder askin\u2019 for de rest. He tell his ma all what de bredder hev\ndone to him, an\u2019 if don\u2019t two duppy, \u2019he never would see him no more.\n\n\n\n\n\n\n124. THE SKILFUL BROTHERS.\n\nRichard Morgan, Santa Cruz Mountains.\n\n\nOne woman got t\u2019ree son. One of de son name Look-up-in-de-sky, de odder\none name Fling-me-stick, de t\u2019ird one name Brer Buck. One day,\nLook-up-in-de-sky saw a eagle flyin\u2019 away wid de mudder. He said,\n\u201cFling-me-stick, de eagle tek away me mudder!\u201d Fling-me-stick lick out\nof de eagle mout\u2019. Brer Buck stoop down an\u2019 ketch de mudder. An\u2019 de\nmudder lef\u2019 t\u2019irty pound fe t\u2019ree of dem. Out of doze t\u2019ree son, which\nof dem deserve de money?\n\nSome said, \u201cLook-up-in-de-sky deserve it!\u201d Odder said,\n\u201cFling-me-stick!\u201d De nex\u2019 one said, \u201cBrer Buck!\u201d But if\nLook-up-in-de-sky didn\u2019t see de mudder, de eagle would fly away wid\nher. If Fling-me-stick didn\u2019t fling an\u2019 lick out de mudder out of de\neagle mout\u2019, she would be gone. If Brer Buck didn\u2019t stoop down an\u2019\nketch de mudder, she would mash up. So, out of de t\u2019ree of dem, de\nt\u2019ree deserve de ten pound apiece.\n\n\n\n\n\n\n125. THE THREE SILLIES.\n\nCharles Roe, Maroon Town, Cock-pit country.\n\n\nThere was a young man one day was courting a young lady. So when he got\nto the house, it was one of the young ladies and father and mother in\nthe yard. So the mother said to the daughter, \u201cYou mus\u2019 go look for\nsome orange for the gentleman breakfas\u2019.\u201d So when the young lady gone,\nthe mother wait till she catches the young lady come with the orange.\nSo when she (the mother) come, she say, \u201cHi! what you doing so long you\ncan\u2019t come with the orange?\u201d So the young lady say to her, \u201cMamma, me\nconsidering when me have the first pic\u2019niney, what fe gi\u2019 \u2019im name. So\nthe mother say, \u201cYes, missis.\u201d So they sit down and was considering the\nname. So the father wait until he can\u2019t see them come. Him start, an\u2019\nwhen he go to orange tree him say, \u201cHi! what you so long you can\u2019t come\nyet?\u201d The mother say, \u201cMe husband, me an\u2019 me daughter considering what\nto give the first pickney name.\u201d So the father sit down and say, \u201cYes,\nmissis, we consult now.\u201d\n\nSo the man there waiting say, \u201cLet me see what these three people gone\nlook for orange in the house, can\u2019t come yet!\u201d So when he come he say,\n\u201cWhat you a doing so long? You no come pick this orange fe me, I hungry\nkilling me at the yard.\u201d Said young lady, \u201cMy dear, we considering the\nfirst pickney we have, what mus\u2019 we give him name.\u201d The young man said,\n\u201cI goin\u2019 away. So if I meet t\u2019ree fool as unoo (you), I will come back\nan\u2019 marry you.\u201d\n\nSo he start, an\u2019 when he get to the firs\u2019 cross-road, he see one man he\nwet him finger an\u2019 pick it up an\u2019 grab it out of the road. So he say,\n\u201cWhat you doing?\u201d The man say, \u201cI pick up the gravel out of the road,\nsee if I could pick out all of the gravel out of the road.\u201d The man\nsay, \u201cI saw one fool!\u201d\n\nHim pass him an\u2019 go on, till he see another one cut two stick an\u2019 hol\u2019\nup his trousers an\u2019 run jump see if he can jump into his trousers. So\nhe say, \u201cOh! you fool, hol\u2019 your trousers an\u2019 put you\u2019 two foot in.\nThis make two fool I have buck up since I leave the other three fool!\u201d\n\nSo pass this one an\u2019 go on to the sea-side an\u2019 see another one get a\npan an\u2019 fetch out water, see if he could dry the sea. So him say, \u201cWell\ndone, O you fool! This make three fool since I lef\u2019 the other three\nfool behin\u2019. How mus\u2019 you dry the sea? You may fetch water until you\nare dead you never may dry the sea.\u201d\n\nSo then he turn back. So when he got back he say, \u201cWell, my dear, I\nbuck up three fool fooler than you three; so I come back to marry you.\u201d\n\n\n\n\n\n\n126. A MISUNDERSTANDING.\n\nFlorence Tomlinson, Lacovia.\n\n\nThere was a gentleman engaged to a young lady and he was out riding one\nevening. And the young gentleman made the lady believe he was rich, go\nalong to a logwood property and told her \u2019all was his\u2019. And go on an\u2019\ngo on an\u2019 come to another property covered with stock\u2014cow and sheep\u2014and\ntold her it was his. That was two property now. And went to the next\nproperty where were horses and mules, and said (wiping his face), \u201cAll\nthese are mine, me dear.\u201d The lady believed he was rich, and they got\nmarried and went home and lived together until all the house things\nwere going, all the crockery was going, want a fresh supply. And she\nsaid to him, \u201cMe dear, everything is going now, want a fresh supply.\nLet me have some money.\u201d\n\n\u201cNo, me dear, I havn\u2019t got any.\u201d\n\n\u201cThen why don\u2019t you sell some of the things off some of the property?\u201d\n\n\u201cOh, I have no property, me dear!\u201d\n\n\u201cYes! don\u2019t you remember when we used to go out riding you showed me\nthree properties? One had logwood, one had cows and sheep, and the next\nhad horses. Why don\u2019t you sell some of those things?\u201d\n\n\u201cOh, ho! ho! ho! ho! me dear, I wipe with me pocket handkerchief and I\nmean me whiskers!\u201d\n\n\n\n\n\n\n127. BIG-HEAD, BIG-BELLY, AND LITTLE-FOOT.\n\n\na. Arthur Brown, St. Ann\u2019s Bay.\n\nOnce there was a man have three sons, one name Big-head, one name\nBig-belly, one name Little-foot. Dey went for a walk one evening.\nBig-head saw a berry-tree. He went up on it an\u2019 pick one of de berry\nan\u2019 taste it. Big-belly ask him if it sweet. He bow his head; his head\ndrop off. Big-belly laugh at him till his belly burst. Little-foot\nstart running home to tell the news, his foot broke. That was the end\nof the three.\n\n\nb. James Smith, Claremont, St. Ann.\n\nThree little brother went out to catch meat. So them hunt till the day\nwas in and caught nothing. Return home hungry and jokify, coming out of\nthe forest saw a tar-apple tree have on two fruit on it. Big-Belly\ncouldn\u2019t climb. Maugre-Foot couldn\u2019t climb. Maugre-Neck climb the tree,\npull the first fruit, eat off that one. Pull the second fruit, bite it\nand tempting the others, his little head broke off fell on the ground.\nBig-belly laugh till him belly pop. Maugre-Foot set out run fo\u2019 carry\nhome the news, till him little foot broke off a pass.\n\nJack man dory, this story done!\n\n\n\n\n\n\n128. THE GOAT IN THE LION\u2019S DEN.\n\nHenry Spence, Bog, Westmoreland.\n\n\nGoat wid two kids were trabbling one day long trabbling, an\u2019 trabble\ntill almost evening, an\u2019 rain commence to fa\u2019 now. So \u2019eh see a great\nrock, an\u2019 mudder an\u2019 two kids went under de rock to shelter, didn\u2019t\nknow dat was de lion house. So de lion see de t\u2019ree goat coming, he\ngrunt like a great rolling. De mudder of de goat frighten. \u2019he said to\nde lion, \u201cGood-evening, minister!\u201d an\u2019 de lion tell him \u201cEvening.\u201d An\u2019\nhe said to de lion him looking fe a minister to baptize dese two kids,\nan\u2019 say, want to give dese two kid a name. De lion said to him, \u201cDis\none name is \u2018Dinner\u2019 an\u2019 dis one name is \u2018Breakfas\u2019 tomorrow\u2019 an\u2019 you,\nde mudder, name is \u2018Dinner tomorrow\u2019!\u201d\n\nSo after him get dese t\u2019ree name, de goat was well frighten how to come\nout back; an\u2019 de two kid hear de name dem got, so de heart commence to\nleap bup, bup, bup! De lion ax de mudder what\u2019s de matter wid de two\nkid. De mudder said, \u201cAs de room is so hot, dey seem terrify.\u201d An\u2019 de\nmudder said as dey is in heah, kyan\u2019 go, if he would jus\u2019 allow de two\nkid to go outside get a little air. De lion agree, until when\ndinner-time come on \u2019em mus\u2019 go in back. An\u2019 de mudder whisper to de\ntwo kid mus\u2019 mek de way as sharp as ever dey can mek it befo\u2019 dusk. So\nwhen de lion see it coming on evening an\u2019 no see de two kid come back,\ncommence to roll again, she commence wonder how dem stay out too long,\nso ax de lion if de lion allow him to go bring dem back in befo\u2019 de\ntime too late. De lion agree. An\u2019 when de mudder go out, neber see one\nback\u2014eb\u2019rybody gone!\n\nMeaning of dat, a woman have more knowledge dan a man.\n\n\n\n\n\n\n129. THE DONKEY, THE CAT AND THE LION\u2019S HEAD.\n\nJoseph Macfarlane, Moneague, St. Ann.\n\n\nOne day a donkey an\u2019 a cat was out trab\u2019ling an\u2019 when dey went half\nway, dey saw some lion head, an\u2019 de cat pick i\u2019 up, put i\u2019 in de donkey\nhamper. An\u2019 when dey went round de corner, dey saw two lions working on\nde road, an\u2019 dey lef de hamper roun\u2019 de corner wid de lion head. De\nlions said, \u201cWe are jus\u2019 having breakfas\u2019!\u201d De Donkey an de Cat said,\n\u201cWe have plenty!\u201d Donkey said, \u201cBrer Puss, you go tek up de lions\u2019\nheads fe see which one we eat to-day.\u201d Puss went, took up de head an\u2019\nsaid, \u201cDis one?\u201d Donkey said, \u201cDe odder one.\u201d An\u2019 said, \u201cDis one?\u201d\nDonkey said, \u201cDe odder one,\u201d till dey count about twenty (when it was\nonly one). De lions whisper to each odder, say, \u201cDey kill so many lion\none day, what you t\u2019ink of we couple?\u201d An\u2019 dey eat an\u2019 went home.\n\n\n\n\n\n\n130. CLEVER MOLLY MAY.\n\nEmily Alexander, Mandeville.\n\n\nOnce Anansi went out to invite a friend to dinner. Little Molly May was\nhis servant, so he left her to roast a turkey for dinner. Anansi filled\nthe wine-jug, laid the table, put on his frock coat and his top hat,\ntook his walking-stick and went out for his friend. Molly May roasted\nthe turkey. Seeing that it looked so nice and charming, she thought\nthat she would take a piece; so she did, and it tasted so nice she took\nanother piece. That tasted so nice she took a next piece and a sip of\nthe wine, and she sipped and tasted till at last she had eaten up the\nwhole turkey and drunk the whole of the wine.\n\nShe saw the master coming; so she ran in swift haste, took up the\nbones, fixed them nicely in the dish, covered the dish, and carried it\nand laid it on the table. When the master came, he sent the visitor\ninto the house and said to Molly May, \u201cHullo, deh! everyt\u2019ing all\nright?\u201d She said, \u201cYes, sah! all is right.\u201d So the master took up the\ncarving-knife and went outside to sharpen it. Molly ran inside and told\nthe visitor that the master was sharpening the knife to cut off one of\nhis hands; the visitor in swift haste left the house. Then Molly went\noutside and told the master that the visitor had eaten all the turkey\nand drunk the wine. The master ran through one door and, seeing all the\nbones on the table, went through the other. The visitor was running for\nhis life and Anansi went running after him, calling \u201cLeave one! leave\none!\u201d He meant leave one (side of) the turkey, but the visitor thought\nhe meant one of his hands, so he ran for his life.\n\n\n\n\n\n\n131. DANCING TO ANANSI\u2019S FIDDLE.\n\nSarah Vassel, Bog, Westmoreland.\n\n\nAssono a run a gang. Assono sen\u2019 one of de men for water. When he go a\ntake water, him couldn\u2019t take it; Anansi play fiddle into de\nwater-hole\u2014\n\n\n \u201cZing a little ting!\u201d\n\n\nT\u2019row down de gourd an\u2019 begin to dance. Assono a come to look fe de\nman. When he come, (Anansi stop playing). He call to him say, \u201cMassa,\nno quarrel!\u201d Him come give de massa de gourd a go fill it. Anansi begin\nplaying. De Massa t\u2019row down de gourd, begin dance. Assono dance till\nhim drop. Anansi cut off him head an\u2019 tek de head make a water-cup.\n\n\n\n\n\n\n132. ANANSI CLAIMS THE DINNER.\n\nEdward Daley, Mandeville.\n\n\nAnansi an\u2019 certain number of men was going to a certain place. Certain\nmen give dey own names; Anansi start to give his name now, said, \u201cMine\nis \u2018Dem-men-came-here-las\u2019-night\u2019.\u201d When deh get where deh go to, deh\nbring out dinner. Deh say it is for \u2018de-men-came-here-las\u2019-night\u2019.\nAnansi claim de dinner, an\u2019 nobody else get any.\n\n\n\n\n\n\n133. ANANSI SEEKS HIS FORTUNE.\n\nStanley Jones, Claremont, St. Ann.\n\n\nAnansi was very poor and he went out to seek his fortune, but he had no\nintention of working. He clad himself in a white gown. And he met a\nwoman. She said to him, \u201cWho are you, sah? an\u2019 whe\u2019 you from?\u201d\u2014\u201cI am\njus\u2019 from heaven.\u201d The woman said, \u201cDid you see my husban\u2019 dere?\u201d He\nsaid, \u201cWell, my dear woman, heaven is a large place; you will have to\ntell me his name, for perhaps I never met him.\u201d She said his name was\nJames Thomas. Anansi said, \u201cOh, he is a good friend of mine! I know him\nwell. He is a big boss up there and he\u2019s carrying a gang. But one\ntrouble, he has no Sunday clo\u2019es.\u201d The woman ran away and got what\nmoney she could together and gave it to Anansi to take to her husband.\n\nBut he wasn\u2019t satisfied with that amount; he wanted some more. He went\non a little further and saw a man giving a woman some money and telling\nher to put it up for \u2018rainy day\u2019. After the man had left, Anansi went\nup to the woman and told her he was \u201cMr. Rainy Day.\u201d She said, \u201cWell,\nit\u2019s you, sah? My husband been putting up money for you for ten years\nnow. He has quite a bag of it, and I\u2019m so afraid of robbers I\u2019m glad\nyou come!\u201d So Anansi took the money and returned home and lived\ncontentedly for the rest of his days.\n\n\n\n\n\n\n134. THE PANNIER-JAR.\n\nVassel Edwards, Retirement, Cock-pit country.\n\n\nThere was a man at slave time had a wife, and the wife kept two other\nmen. The husband of that wife was working out. One night, one came\nfirst and then the house-master came home. And they had a big jar\ncalled a pannier-jar, and the wife took the man and put him into the\npannier-jar. Afterward the other man came in, and when he saw the\nhouse-master was frightened and he told the house-master he had come to\nborrow the pannier-jar. The house-master told him he could take it, and\nthe woman helped him up with the pannier-jar. And when he got part of\nthe way, he said, \u201cPoor me bwoy! if it wasn\u2019t for this pannier-jar, I\nwould be dead tonight!\u201d The other man in the pannier-jar said, \u201cBrar,\nsame meself!\u201d And he got frightened and heaved down the pannier-jar,\nmashed it up and killed the man in there.\n\n\n\n\n\n\n135. ANANSI KILLS HIS GRANDMOTHER.\n\nWilliam Cooper, Mandeville.\n\n\nAnansi an\u2019 Tiger were travelling. Anansi kill him old grandmother, him\nput him into a little hand-cart was shoving him t\u2019ru de town. After him\ncatch to a shop jes\u2019 like out here, de shop-keeper was a very\nhasty-temper man; an\u2019 went in de shop an\u2019 call fe some whiskey an\u2019 give\nit to one of de shopkeeper carry it to his grandmother. An\u2019 said he\nmus\u2019 go up to de han\u2019-cart an\u2019 call twice. An\u2019 de ol\u2019 lady did not\nhear. So Anansi said to de shop-keeper him mus\u2019 holla out to de ol\u2019\nlady; him sleeping. So de ol\u2019 lady didn\u2019t hear, he fire de glass in de\nol\u2019 lady face, an\u2019 de ol\u2019 lady fell right over. Then the shop-keeper\nget so frighten he cry out to Anansi, say Anansi mustn\u2019t mek no alarm\nin de town; he will give him a bushel of money to mek him keep quiet.\n\nSo dem was going along an\u2019 borrow a quart can from Tiger an\u2019 was\nmeasuring dis money. Tiger said, \u201cWhere you get all dat money?\u201d Anansi\nsay, \u201cI kill my ol\u2019 grandmother.\u201d Tiger, him went home an\u2019 kill his\ngrandmother an\u2019 put her up in a little hand-cart an\u2019 was goin\u2019 along\nt\u2019ru de town hollerin\u2019 out to all de people, \u201cWho want a dead body to\nbuy?\u201d So Anansi said to Tiger he shouldn\u2019t do anyt\u2019ing like dat; too\nfoolish!\n\n\n\n\n\n\n136. WHITE BELLY AND ANANSI.\n\nRichard Morgan, Santa Cruz Mountains.\n\n\nWhite Belly plant some peas. Hanansi come a White Belly yard and say,\n\u201cBrer White Belly, dem peas not fat an\u2019 you know what you do? if you\nwant \u2019em to be fat, mek up little fire at de root.\u201d Tomorrow morning\nwhen White Belly were come, every peas dead!\n\nWhite Belly is a carpenter. He mek a box. He mek bargain wid de mudder;\nhe say, \u201cMa, I gwine put you in dis \u2019ere box, put some money in de box;\nden I will holla out \u201cMe mudder died!\u201d White Belly put de han\u2019 \u2019pon de\nhead, say, \u201cMe mamma dead o-o-o!\u201d Hanansi run come. White Belly say,\n\u201cMa, what you have to give me? Let good an\u2019 bad see!\u201d De box turn up\nan\u2019 t\u2019row out all de money. Hanansi go back home an\u2019 say, \u201cMa, I wan\u2019 a\nlittle water to wash me foot.\u201d Mother carried the water come. He dip\nhim feet in dere, say, \u201cGood Lord, ol\u2019 lady, you give cramp me!\u201d Tek de\nmortar stick, lick \u2019im in de head. An\u2019 cobb\u2019e one box an\u2019 put his\nmudder in an\u2019 call out, \u201cMe mudder dead!\u201d White belly come. Hanansi\nsaid, \u201cMa, what you have to give me? Give me back good an\u2019 bad see!\u201d De\nbox raise up an\u2019 \u2019tamp him down flat. So Hanansi kill him ma, an\u2019 White\nBelly mudder save.\n\n\n\n\n\n\n137. MONKEY HUNTS ANANSI.\n\nRichard Morgan, Santa Cruz Mountains.\n\n\nHanansi borrow Monkey money, so him tell Monkey fe come Wednesday. When\nMonkey come, Hanansi knock in \u2019tomach, say, \u201cBroad enough you can\nknock, oh!\u201d Monkey ketch him, beat him. Nex\u2019 day when Monkey come he\nsay, \u201cMudder Hanansi, whe\u2019 you son?\u201d Him say, \u201cBrer Monkey, fe you\nmurder him yesterday, don\u2019 know if you him dead!\u201d Monkey call one roos\u2019\ncock an\u2019 cut de craw an\u2019 tek out Hanansi an\u2019 beat him.\n\nWhen him gone, Hanansi say, \u201cMa, you goin\u2019 mek Brer Monkey kill me? You\nknow wha\u2019 you do, Ma? Put on yo\u2019 pot, dig de fire ashes, put me in deh,\nmek up de fire, put on de pot. I will see if dat fellah, Monkey, wi\u2019\nfin\u2019 me when him come!\u201d Nobody knew Monkey was a Obeah man. When Monkey\ncome he say, \u201cMo\u2019nin\u2019, Mudder Hanansi; wha you son?\u201d Mudder Hanansi\nsaid, \u201cMassa, dis two day you beat him, an\u2019 don\u2019 know wha\u2019 he do?\u201d\nMonkey gwine a kitchen, tek off de pot an\u2019 dig out de fire-ashes an\u2019\ntek out Hanansi an\u2019 beat him.\n\nAnodder Obeah woman tell Mudder Hanansi said, \u201cYou gwine to let Monkey\nkill yo\u2019 son? Yo\u2019 can twis\u2019 rope?\u201d De ol\u2019 woman said, \u201cNo me trade?\u201d\n[62] She said, \u201cTwis\u2019 one rope. When you look out o\u2019 one en\u2019, you see\nhorse you t\u2019ink o\u2019 ants.\u201d Put Hanansi upon it. When Monkey come,\nHanansi deh \u2019pon de rope. When Monkey go up \u2019pon de rope, holla till\nHanansi cut de rope. Me\u2019while de rope cut, Monkey tumble down broke hi\u2019\nneck. So Hanansi come down, clean up Monkey.\n\n\n\n\n\n\n138. ANANSI AND THE PIG COMING FROM MARKET.\n\nMoses Hendricks, Mandeville.\n\n\nAnansi took the job to sweep the market. After he swept the market and\ngot the pay, he bought a pig called \u2018wee pig\u2019. On his way home he had\nto cross a stream. He couldn\u2019t get the pig across. He wouldn\u2019t carry it\nhimself and he wouldn\u2019t pay anyone to assist him,\u2014wanted free help. So\nhe saw a dog coming along. He said, \u201cBr\u2019er Dog, I beg you bite this\npig, make this pig jump over the river, make Anansi get home.\u201d\n\nDog said no, couldn\u2019t do it.\n\nHe saw a stick coming along, said, \u201cDo, Br\u2019er Stick, I beg you lick\nthis dog, make this dog bite this pig, make this pig jump over this\nriver, make Anansi get home.\u201d\n\nStick said no, couldn\u2019t do it.\n\nHe see Fire, say, \u201cDo, me good Fire, burn this stick, make this stick\nlick this dog, make this dog bite this pig, make this pig jump over\nthis river, make Anansi get home.\u201d\n\nFire says no.\n\nHe sees Water. \u201cDo, me good Water, I beg you out this fire, make this\nfire burn this stick, make this stick lick this dog, make this dog bite\nthis pig, make this pig jump over the river, make Anansi get home.\u201d\n\nWater said no.\n\nHe saw a cow coming. \u201cDo, Br\u2019er Cow, drink this Water, make this water\nout this fire, make this fire burn this stick, make this stick lick\nthis dog, make this dog bite this pig, make this pig jump over this\nriver, make Anansi get to go home.\u201d\n\nCow said no.\n\nHe saw a butcher coming. \u201cDo, me good butcher, I beg you butcher this\ncow, make this cow drink this water, make this water out this fire,\nmake this fire burn this stick, make this stick lick this dog, make\nthis dog bite this pig, make this pig jump over this river, make Anansi\nget home!\u201d\n\nButcher said no, wouldn\u2019t do it.\n\nHe sees Rope coming along. \u201cDo, Br\u2019er Rope, I beg you hang this\nbutcher, make this butcher kill this cow, make this cow drink this\nwater, make this water out this fire, make this fire burn this stick,\nmake this stick lick this dog, make this dog bite this pig, make this\npig jump over the river, make Anansi get home!\u201d\n\nRope said no.\n\nSaw Grease coming along. \u201cDo, me good Grease, grease this rope, make\nthis rope hang this butcher, make this butcher kill this cow, make this\ncow drink this water, make this water out this fire, make this fire\nburn this stick, make this stick lick this dog, make this dog bite this\npig, make this pig jump over the river, make Anansi get home!\u201d\n\nGrease said no.\n\nHe saw a Rat. Said, \u201cDo, me good Rat, gnaw this grease, make this\ngrease grease this rope, make this rope hang this butcher, make this\nbutcher kill this cow, make this cow drink this water, make this water\nout this fire, make this fire burn this stick, make this stick lick\nthis dog, make this dog bite this pig, make this pig jump over this\nriver, make Anansi get home!\u201d\n\nRat says no.\n\nSaw Puss coming along. \u201cDo, Br\u2019er Puss, I beg you kill this rat, make\nthis rat gnaw this grease, make this grease grease this rope, make this\nrope hang this butcher, make this butcher kill this cow, make this cow\ndrink this water, make this water out this fire, make this fire burn\nthis stick, make this stick lick this dog, make this dog bite this pig,\nmake this pig jump over this river, make Anansi get home!\u201d\n\nPuss says, \u201cYes, I will kill your rat!\u201d\n\nRat says, \u201cBefore you kill me, I will gnaw the grease!\u201d\n\nGrease says, \u201cBefore you gnaw me, I will grease the rope!\u201d\n\nRope says, \u201cBefore you grease me, I will hang the butcher!\u201d\n\nButcher says, \u201cBefore you hang me, I will kill the cow!\u201d\n\nCow says, \u201cBefore you kill me, I will drink the water!\u201d\n\nWater says, \u201cBefore you drink me, I will out the fire!\u201d\n\nFire says, \u201cBefore you out me, I will burn the stick!\u201d\n\nStick says, \u201cBefore you burn me, I will lick the dog!\u201d\n\nDog says, \u201cBefore you lick me, I will bite the pig!\u201d\n\nPig says, \u201cBefore you bite me, I will jump over the river!\u201d\n\nSo away went the pig over the river; and him and Anansi went home safe\nand without expense.\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\nDANCE AND SONG.\n\n\n139. THE FIFER.\n\nRichard Roe, Maroon Town, Cock-pit country.\n\n\nThere\u2019s a boy once, mother got only the one boy an\u2019 \u2019he love him so\nmuch that \u2019he give him a flute. So one day they go to far groun\u2019 an\u2019\ncoming back the boy leave the flute at the groun\u2019. When he catch\nhalf-way, he remember it an\u2019 he tell him papa. Papa say to go back for\nit, but he mus\u2019 be careful not to blow it coming back because he got a\nlot of wil\u2019 beasts to pass. So as he come home he begin to blow, [63]\n\n\n Minnie, Minnie, wa-yo da Lim-ba, Minnie, Minnie, wa-yo da Lim-ba.\n Minnie, Minnie, wa-yo da Lim-ba, Minnie, Minnie, wa-yo da Lim-ba.\n\n\nWild beast rush out, say, \u201cWho\u2019s dat blowing de pipe, sah?\u201d\u2014\u201cOh, no,\nnot me blowing!\u201d An\u2019 go \u2019way, blow again. Wil\u2019 beast rush out. \u201cHa!\nyou?\u201d\u2014\u201cNo, grandpapa, not me blowing!\u201d\u2014\u201cDen who blowing?\u201d\u2014\u201cHe gone on\nbefo\u2019, massa; not me blowing!\u201d\u2014\u201cBlow, let me see.\u201d\u2014\u201cFlee flitty flee,\nflee flitty flee.\u201d\n\nWil\u2019 beast go away. He commence the right tune now,\n\n\n \u201cMinnie Minnie, wa-yo da lim-ba,\n Minnie Minnie, wa-yo da lim-ba,\n Minnie Minnie, wa-yo da lim-ba.\u201d\n\n\n(Wild beast rush out, catch him, compel him to play.)\n\n\u201cAh, I catch you now, sah! Play de tune now, sah! blow, sah!\u201d\n\nThen he began to blow the right tune, both dance. Different wil\u2019\nbeasts\u2014Tiger, Asoonah, all the wil\u2019 beasts come out an\u2019 dance. An\u2019 the\nfather get frightened, come shoot all the wild beasts, all drop save\nhim boy. An\u2019 flog the boy.\n\n\n\n\n\n\n140. IN COME MURRAY.\n\nWilliam Forbes, Dry River, Cock-pit country.\n\n\nIt was said when you go you see a man going to play dat Nansi story.\nGet anodder wid a pint a water, den him gwine to turn a drunkard, begin\nto totter, say, \u201cTiger, tiger, lie down\u201d\u2014\n\n\n Zin come Murray. I take drink, lay down, Zin come Murray.\n Murray, ah, lay down, Zin come Murray. I take drink lay down,\n Zin come Murray. Oh, poor Murray. Zin come Murray.\n I take drink, lay down, Zin come Murray.\n\n\n\n\n\n\n141. TACOOMAH MAKES A DANCE.\n\nWilliam Forbes, Dry River, Cock-pit country.\n\n\nTacoomah make a dance, get Anansi for de fiddler, an\u2019 Grass-quit was\ncoming as a fiddler too. Robin Redbreast was to play de music, Monkey\nwas to blow de bugle. Well, after de night de dance commence. Anansi\ngwine to play,\n\n\n \u201cQueena bunna, ring-ki-ting,\n You sen\u2019 fe great Grass-quit,\n You don\u2019 sen\u2019 fe me!\n Anansi draw bow so sweet, ring-ki-ting,\n Anansi draw bow so sweet, ring-ki-ting.\u201d\n\n\nTacoomah say,\n\n\n \u201cYou ya, you ya, so ya, me ya,\n Wid a fort tumba like a tenky bunna,\n Wid a jump, wid a jump, like a tenky bunna.\u201d [64]\n\n\nRobin Redbreast say,\n\n\n \u201cJock, Jock, when you coming home?\u201d\n\n\nJock said,\n\n\n \u201cTomorrow evening.\u201d\n \u201cWhat in your right?\u201d\n \u201cBoot an\u2019 spur.\u201d\n \u201cWhat in your left?\u201d\n \u201cBow an\u2019 arrow. [65]\u201d\n\n\nJock [66] said,\n\n\n \u201cRobin redbreast\n Was pretty well dressed,\n And he was into his nest,\n And a puppy went into his nest\n And broke his neck t\u2019ru distress.\u201d\n\n\nWell, den, Turtle an\u2019 Duck goin\u2019 in de river fe go an\u2019 swim, an\u2019 dem is\nto run to a hill-side in de river. An\u2019 Cock is de judge. Den Cock went\nto sing fe dem\u2014\n\n\n \u201cCo co re co.\u201d\n\n\nDuck an\u2019 Turtle swim\u2014\n\n\n \u201cShekey, shekey, shee-e-e.\u201d\n\n\n\n\n\n\n142. ANANSI MAKES A DANCE.\n\nWilliam Forbes, Dry River, Cock-pit country.\n\n\nAgain, Anansi make a dance. Him playing de fiddle,\n\n\n Kelly bam bom ba, Kelly bam ya Morree! Kelly bam bom ba, Kelly\n bam ya Morree! Kelly bam bom ba, Kelly bam ya Morree!\n Dem dat kyan\u2019 run, dey no hearie! etc. [67]\n\n Kelly bam bom ba, Kelly bam ya Morree! Kelly bam bom ba, Kelly\n bam bom ba, Kelly bam bom ba, Kelly bam ya Morree! Kelly\n bam bom ba, Kelly bam bom ba, Kelly bam ya Morree! Kelly\n bam bom ba, Kelly bam bom ba, Kelly bam bom ba, Kelly\n bam ya Morree! \u2014 \u2014 \u2014 \u2014 \u2014 \u2014 \u2014 \u2014 \u2014 \u2014\n\n\nGoat dere a dance, say,\n\n\n \u201cMe kyan\u2019 run, but me cunnie do!\u201d\n\n\nDog begin to sing,\n\n\n \u201cNa way you lie, Samedy,\n Pussy no dead at all!\u201d\n\n\nDen Puss an\u2019 Rat begin to dance an\u2019 say,\n\n\n \u201cMassa Puss an\u2019 Massa Rat a jump shandelay, [68]\n\n\nOh, jump shandelay, jump shandelay, den a jump shandelay.\nOh, oh, jump shandelay\u2014Missa Rat a jump den a jump shandelay!\nOh, oh, jump shandelay. Jump shandelay, will you jump shandelay!\nOh, oh, jump shandelay, oh, Missa Rat a jump, will you jump, shandelay!\nDen she went an\u2019 jump it, den she went an\u2019 jump it, den she went an\u2019 jump it,\nden she went an\u2019 jump it, den she went an\u2019 jump it, den she went an\u2019 jump it.\n\n\nWell, Anansi boy was blowing de fife,\n\n\n \u201cTi-li-harry-ham, handsome ben-in-ben!\u201d\n\n\nDen de bull was coming along, hear dem, say,\n\n\n Oh who dey ca\u2019 me Timmo Limmo? Timmo Limmo, oh?\n Zin kuma Ya ya ya, oh, Zin kuma.\n\n Timmo Limmo, oh, Timmo Limmo oh, Zin kuma.\n Ya, ya, ya, oh, Zin kuma. Ah, who dey ca\u2019 me Timmo Limmo?\n Ah, who dey ca\u2019 me Timmo Limmo, oh, Zin kuma. Ya, ya, ya oh,\n Zin kuma Timmo Limmo, oh, Zin kuma. Ah who dey ca\u2019 me\n Timmo Limmo? Ah, who dey ca\u2019 me, Timmo Limmo,\n Timmo Limmo, oh, Zin kuma. Ya, ya, ya, oh, Zin kuma.\n\n\n\n\n\n\n143. RED YAM.\n\nMary Jane Roden, Brownstown, St. Ann.\n\n\nAnansi and Tacoomah have two little boy. So Anansi go to him ground, he\nhave a yam name of \u2018red yam\u2019. So when he carry home de yam, if de two\nlittle boy don\u2019 tell him de name of de yam, don\u2019 give \u2019em no dinner. So\none night de little boy say, (dance to the fiddle and drum),\n\n\n \u201cPoor me bwoy, papa no gi\u2019 me no dinner!\n If I don\u2019 know de yam name, papa no gi\u2019 me no dinner!\n Poor me bwoy, me go fe dead fe hungry, da la!\u201d\n\n\nAnother day papa go to ground. So the little boy follow him go right\noutside a bush, go set for him. When him coming back he fall down, say,\n\u201cNow me little red yam mash up!\u201d So when him come home an\u2019 said to the\nlittle boy, \u201cCome, me pickney, pupa come an\u2019 if you tell me de name of\ndis yam to-night, I goin\u2019 to give you a good supper,\u201d the little boy\nsay,\n\n\n \u201cT\u2019ank God, me know him name,\n T\u2019ank God, me know him name,\n T\u2019ank God, me know him name!\u201d\n\n \u201cCome, now, tell me!\u201d\n\n \u201cAi! red yam, t\u2019ank God a red yam!\u201d\n\n\n(dance and play the fiddle and drum).\n\nWhen the papa boil the dinner, give him a big dinner fe him call the\nname. When he eat the big dinner the papa gi\u2019 him the night, boy sing,\n\n\nPupa, de yam name red e yam? Yes, ma bwa, name red e yam.\n\nBelly full to-night wid me red yam. Eat, ma bwa, eat, ma bwa, Eat, ma bwa,\nde yam name red e yam Sing, ma bwa, Sing, ma bwa,\nSing, ma bwa, de yam name red e yam. Laugh, ma bwa, laugh, ma bwa,\nlaugh, ma bwa, de yam name red e yam. Pupa ma belly full\nwid de red yam, Pupa ma belly full wid red yam. Laugh, ma bwa,\nlaugh, ma bwa, laugh, ma bwa, yo\u2019 belly full wid de red yam.\nSing, ma bwa, sing, ma bwa, sing, ma bwa, yo\u2019 belly full wid de red yam. [69]\n\n\n\n\n\n\n144. GUZZAH MAN.\n\nMary Jane Roden, Brownstown, St. Ann.\n\n\nOne day Tacoomah, Monkey and Baboon were driving a truck with rum to\nthe wharf fe master. When they were going, Anansi said to Tacoomah they\nhave a dance an\u2019 they invite Monkey an\u2019 Baboon to the dance. An\u2019 while\nthey was dancing, Anansi an\u2019 Tacoomah go t\u2019ief t\u2019ree puncheon of rum\nfrom Monkey an\u2019 Baboon, come back to the dance, see Monkey an\u2019 Baboon\nwas dancing. Anansi say,\n\n\nGuzza man, Guzza man, Brudder Nansi drink rum. Oh, Guzza man,\nGuzza man, Guzza man. So Anansi tie Tiger, tie him \u2019til he jump, Tiger.\nGuzza man, Guzza man, Guzza man. Tom drunk, but Tom no fool,\nTom drunk, but Tom no fool, la-la-la-la-la-la-la.\n\n\n\n\n\n\n145. FOWL AND PRETTY POLL. [70]\n\nMary Jane Roden, Brownstown, St. Ann.\n\n\nFowl invite Pretty Poll to chapel, den Pretty Poll said to Fowl,\n\u201cKyan\u2019t go to chapel for me soso fedder.\u201d Poll said to Kyan-crow, \u201cMake\ngo to chapel.\u201d Kyan-crow said to Pretty Poll him kyan\u2019t to go chapel\nfor him peel-head young man.\n\n\n Come we go to church, Pretty Poll. Come we go to church, Pretty Poll.\n Pretty Poll, wan\u2019 get married Same time as a so so fedder.\n John Crow say he be de bride, same time he, peel-head young man.\n\n\n\n\n\n\n146. THE CUMBOLO.\n\nSarah Findley, Santa Cruz Mountains.\n\n\nAn ol\u2019 man an\u2019 a wife was travelling going on walk when they hear a\nnice music was playing an\u2019 the ol\u2019 man say to his wife, \u201cO Quasiba,\n[71] hear dat sweet music singing over yonder. I like to know where dat\nmusic come from.\u201d\u2014\u201cOl\u2019 man, you tak time walk an\u2019 we soon hear where\ndat music from.... But Bruddie, dat ol\u2019 Cumbolo dat was singing las\u2019\nnight!\u201d\u2014\u201cDen you mus\u2019 come let we dance de Cumbolo, Susan, we all a\nCumbolo!\u201d (sing and dance)\u2014\n\n\n Susan, da\u2019we all a Cumbolo. Susan, da\u2019we all a Cumbolo. [72]\n\n\n\n\n\n\n147. JOHN-CROW AND FOWL AT COURT.\n\nSusan Watkins, Claremont, St. Ann.\n\n\nJohn-crow and Fowl went to court. Now as Fowl\u2019s baby was prettier than\nCrow\u2019s, Crow had taken Fowl\u2019s baby and left her baby for Fowl to take.\nSo Fowl took Crow to court. The judge said whichever could sing the\nsweetest song should have the prettiest baby. Crow sang,\n\n\n \u201cPeriwe, periwa!\u201d\n\n\nFowl sang,\n\n\n \u201cSun up an\u2019 sun down,\n I sing the song to cheer me heart.\n \u2019Tis my charming baby dear,\n Bam, cluck, cluck!\u201d\n\n\nSo Fowl got back her pretty baby and Crow got her ugly one.\n\n\n\n\n\n\n148. WOODEN PING-PING AND COCK.\n\nMatilda Hall, Harmony Hall, Cock-pit country.\n\n\nWooden Ping-ping (there\u2019s a worm in the dirt name so) and Cock. So then\nWooden Ping-ping hid in the earth and the Cock hunted for him, couldn\u2019t\nfind him. Wooden Ping-ping said (fine falsetto voice, rising\ninflection),\n\n\n \u201cClay den, clay den, see me, ah?\n Clay den, clay den, see me, ah?\u201d\n\n\nCock answered,\n\n\n \u201cNa pullee theng theng,\n Na pullee theng theng!\u201d\n\n\nThey kept on singing, this in the earth, that outside; but Cock\ncouldn\u2019t find him.\n\n\n\n\n\n\n149. ANIMAL TALK.\n\nJames Anderson Hilton, Maroon Town, Cock-pit country.\n\n\nFowl tell de other fowl say, \u201cTell odder, one, odder one, odder one!\u201d\ntill it scatter over de whole worl\u2019.\n\nCock say, \u201cIf it tre-ew, yes!\u201d\n\nHorse stamp him foot on de eart\u2019, \u201cWhat in my stomach, mak it stay in\ndeah!\u201d\n\nJack-ass say, \u201cDe worl\u2019 don\u2019 level!\u201d (for if de worl\u2019 level, don\u2019 hav\nto wear crupper on his tail.)\n\nCow say (slowly and drawlingly), \u201cMas-sa wor-r-r-k ne-v-e-r don-n-ne!\u201d\n\nMule say (quickly and with energy), \u201cIt will done! it will done! it\nwill done! Massa work will done!\u201d\n\nCrab say, \u201cMustn\u2019t trust shadder after dark!\u201d\n\nGround Dove say, \u201cMy hears! my hears! my hears!\u201d (won\u2019t hear what his\nparents tell him).\n\nHopping Dick go up on sharp \u2019tump an\u2019 White Belly go up on one tall\ntree an\u2019 bet one bet who can stay de longest widout eat. Hopping Dick\nsay, \u201cChem chem cheery o!\u201d\n\nWhite Belly say,\n\n\n \u201cCoo coo coo, me hearie you!\n Coo coo coo, me hearie you!\u201d\n\n\nHopping Dick go down to de groun\u2019 pick up worm. White Belly stay up on\ntree all de time. White Belly fall down an\u2019 die.\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\nWITTICISMS.\n\n\nOLD-TIME FOOLS.\n\nI.\n\nThe master send out one of them for a clock. When he get part of the\nway home the clock strike. An\u2019 say to the clock, \u201cIf you talk on me\nhead again I mash you\u2019 mout\u2019!\u201d An\u2019 up come again the clock strike. An\u2019\nhe said, \u201cDon\u2019 I tell you if you talk again I mash you mout\u2019?\u201d An\u2019 up\ncame the clock strike again. An\u2019 him put down the clock, say, \u201cIf you\ncan talk, you mus\u2019 walk!\u201d An\u2019 as the clock couldn\u2019t walk, take a piece\na \u2019tick an\u2019 mash it up! An\u2019 take up the clock an\u2019 put it \u2019pon the head.\nAn\u2019 when he go in, Massa ask him how did the clock mash up, an\u2019 said\nthe clock a talk \u2019pon the head an\u2019 him put him down to walk an\u2019 he\nwon\u2019t walk an\u2019 he mash it up. An\u2019 the massa call the driver an\u2019 give\nhim a good flogging.\n\n\n\n\nII.\n\nMaster sen\u2019 them out for two jug o\u2019 rum, an\u2019 when they come to the\nriver, they say they want a drink. An\u2019 one come top o\u2019 the bridge an\u2019\nsen\u2019 the other down into the river an\u2019 say he t\u2019rowing out the rum in\nthe river, when the water taste he mus\u2019 tell him. An\u2019 he t\u2019row out the\nwhole jug an\u2019 he couldn\u2019t taste it. An\u2019 after he t\u2019row out the first\njug, say, \u201cWhat kin\u2019 of rum is this have no \u2019trength?\u201d An\u2019 him begin on\nthe other jug an\u2019 him t\u2019row out the whole of that again, an\u2019 him\ncouldn\u2019t taste. An\u2019 they take the two empty jug an\u2019 go home to the\nmaster, an\u2019 they get a flogging for it.\n\n\n\n\nIII.\n\nDey gwine cut a big cotton-tree. Den one of de Congo men said him don\u2019\nwant de cotton-tree to fall down in him groun\u2019, so mak one big cotta\n[73] put on head so go ketch de cotton-tree when it go fall down.\nCotton-tree fall down kill him.\n\n\n\n\nDUPPY STORIES.\n\nIV.\n\nOnce a man was walking in the street on a night. He met a duppy. His\nteet\u2019 was like fire; so de man went to ask for a light, did not know it\nwas duppy. So de duppy gash his teet\u2019 at him an\u2019 he run. So de duppy\nwent on met him again. De man did not know it was him, went up wid a\ncomplain\u2019:\u2014\u201cSee, sir, I meet a man jus\u2019 now, ask \u2019im for a light an\u2019 he\ngash his teet\u2019 at me!\u201d De duppy grin his teet\u2019 again an\u2019 ask, \u201cTeet\u2019\nlike dese?\u201d an\u2019 de man run again.\n\n\n\n\nV.\n\nOnce a man was travelling in a dray packed with sugar. The molasses off\nthe sugar was trailing underneath the dray. Two duppies came up and was\nsucking the molasses, an\u2019 say, \u201cAfter the molasses so sweet, how is the\nsugar?\u201d The drayman happened to hear it, wheeled his whip in the air\nan\u2019 give the duppy a good lick. Duppies ran off, crying, \u201cMe dead one\ntime, me dead one time, me can\u2019t dead two time!\u201d\n\n\n\n\nVI.\n\nOnce there was two duppies warming themselves over the fire. So one\nsaid to the other, \u201cCubba gwine to married.\u201d The other one said, \u201cCubba\ngwine to married? She don\u2019 have frock, she don\u2019 have coat. Shove fire,\ngi\u2019 me story!\u201d\n\n\n\n\nVII.\n\nOnce some duppies were in a house. A man was outside; the duppies\ndidn\u2019t see him. So they peeped all through the window to look at the\nmoon. They said, \u201cThe moon is pretty pretty!\u201d Another one said it was\nwrong, so he said, \u201cNorra you norra me can\u2019t talk it prop-prop!\u201d\n\n\n\n\nVIII.\n\nOne man were going out upon an errand an\u2019 night catch him on de way.\nAn\u2019 he see a horse an\u2019 lick de horse an\u2019 de horse go after him an\u2019 he\nwas running. An\u2019 when catch de bridge, run under de bridge mash a\nRolling Calf. [74] Said, \u201cMasha masha no hurt me, but de frighten you\nfrighten me!\u201d Horse said de licky licky no hurt him, but de \u2018brute\u2019 him\ncall him.\n\n\n\n\nANIMAL JESTS.\n\nIX.\n\nLouse an\u2019 Dog-flea have a quarrel. Dog-flea, he said, \u201cBrar Louse, when\nhim ketchin\u2019 yo\u2019 a head, how you manage?\u201d Louse said, \u201cBrar, me gwine a\nknot knot.\u201d Louse said to Dog-flea, say, \u201cBrar, when him ketchin\u2019 you,\nhow you manage?\u201d Dog-flea said, \u201cMe gwine a seam in.\u201d Dog-flea said,\n\u201cDen, Louse, when dem a comb you, whe\u2019 you go?\u201d Louse said, \u201cI lie down\nflat \u2019pon de meat.\u201d Louse said to Dog-flea, \u201cDen, Brar, when dem dip a\nhot water how you manage? Dog-flea say, \u201cCome, come, sah, dat don\u2019t fe\nyo\u2019 business!\u201d So de quarrel end.\n\n\n\n\nX.\n\nGround-lizard and Ground-rat were two friends. Rat said to\nGround-lizard, \u201cHow black nigger sta\u2019?\u201d Lizard say, \u201cOh, dey\nugly-lookin\u2019 chaps\u2019.\u201d Rat said, \u201cYes? I see dem but nebber can stan\u2019 to\nlook pon dem. Soon as dem see me dem say, \u2018Look Groun\u2019-rat! look\nGroun\u2019-rat!\u2019 an\u2019 take a stone to kill me, so I get out a dem sight.\u201d\nGround-lizard say, \u201cWhen dey buck up on me suddenly, I jump, but when I\ngo a little way, turn round on dem an\u2019 look; dat how I know dey\nugly-lookin\u2019 chap.\u201d\n\n\n\n\nXI.\n\nPuss and Dog went out journeying one day and they found a thruppence.\nSo they divided and now the trouble was they didn\u2019 know which thing to\nbuy with a penny ha\u2019penny. Dog said, \u201cBrar Puss, I goin\u2019 to take fe my\nquattie to buy a quattie worth of \u2018look\u2019.\u201d Puss say, \u201cI won\u2019 buy\n\u2018look\u2019, I wi\u2019 buy cattle!\u201d So the Puss buy a pair of lizard and let\nthem go on the run, and they run to breed. That is why you see a cat\nalways after lizard, and a dog is always looking, looking, looking and\ndoing nothing.\n\n\n\n\nXII.\n\nHan\u2019 a go market. Hear beg Han\u2019 a buy meat. When Han\u2019 come a pass, he\ncut piece of de meat. Den Mosquito see him, an\u2019 Mosquito come fe go\ntell Hear say Han\u2019 cut de meat. Den eb\u2019ry time Mosquito go to tell\nHear, Han\u2019 knock him. He come back again\u2014\u201cHearie!\u201d Han\u2019 knock him\n(striking his ear with his hand). Couldn\u2019t tell him yet.\n\n\n\n\nXIII.\n\nMonkey said to Goat, \u201cI want to make a ball and I have a jacket I don\u2019t\nwant to wear; so I sent for you to see if you will buy the jacket.\u201d And\nsaid, \u201cTry on the jacket, see if it will fit you.\u201d So Goat try on the\njacket, and Monkey said, \u201cIt kyan\u2019t fit you better!\u201d Goat said, \u201cFit?\nfit? fit? (strutting about looking at himself) fit fe tre-ew!\u201d So Goat\nbuy the jacket.\n\n\n\n\nXIV.\n\nAnansi an\u2019 Tiger was travelling going thru\u2019 a stream of water. Anansi\nwant to find if Tiger can tell a story. Anansi foot went right down on\na sort of stone in de water. Anansi say, \u201cI mash a fish!\u201d Tiger holla\nout say, \u201cI smell de fat!\u201d\n\n\n\n\nXV.\n\nTacoomah say, \u201cAnansi, yo\u2019 ma dead!\u201d\u2014\u201cA\u2019 right! bit\u2019s wort\u2019 a meat fe\nsarve t\u2019day.\u201d\u2014\u201cAnansi, yo\u2019 ma wake!\u201d\u2014\u201cA\u2019 right! one somebody kyan\u2019t\nlive a worl\u2019.\u201d\n\n\n\n\nLIES.\n\nXVI.\n\nOnce me an\u2019 pa went to groun\u2019 fe go work. So we carry a gourd of water,\ngo hang it up on a tree. An\u2019 when we ready to go back a yard an\u2019 we go\nlook fe de gourd, we see dat duck come nyam off de gourd an\u2019 lef\u2019 de\nwater hang up \u2019pon de tree.\n\n\n\n\nXVII.\n\nOnce I was carrying a pan of water an\u2019 I had to go\u2019 t\u2019ru a ten bar\u2019\nwire fence wid de pan on me head, an\u2019 I run t\u2019ru an\u2019 not one drop never\nt\u2019row away.\n\n\n\n\nPHILOSOPHY.\n\nXVIII.\n\nMe dear man, look yeah! Jus\u2019 fancy, if life were a t\u2019ing dat money\ncould buy, de rich would all live an\u2019 all like me poor one here would\nha\u2019 fe dead!\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\nRIDDLES.\n\n\n Riddle me riddle\n Guess me this riddle\n And perhaps not!\n\n\n1. My father have a thing in his yard; nobody can ride him but little\nJohnny.\n\n \u2014Grass-quit riding a grass-stalk.\n\n\n2. My father have a thing in his yard and never ride him till him back\nbreak.\n\n \u2014House-roof; a man sits astride it to mend the thatch.\n\n\n3. My father have a little pony in him yard and there\u2019s only one man,\nlittle Johnny, can ride it. Johnny ride with a pair of white reins and\nhe go over a bridge. [75]\n\n \u2014Needle is the pony, thread the reins, the crooked finger is the\n bridge, and the thimble is Johnny.\n\n\n4. My father has a horse in his yard; it jump an\u2019 jump, an\u2019 de rein get\nshorter an\u2019 shorter.\n\n \u2014Needle and thread.\n\n\n5. My father have a grey horse in him yard, ride him nowhere but on him\ntail. [76]\n\n \u2014Pipe.\n\na) My father saddle his horse at his head an ride him at his tail.\n\n\n6. My father have a horse in his yard; you can\u2019t ride him or he buck\ninto you.\n\n \u2014Steel-yard.\n\n\n7. Me fader hab a cock in him yard; eb\u2019ry crow him crow fire.\n\n \u2014Gun.\n\na) My father have a dog in his yard; every time it bark it bark fire.\n\nb) My fader hab a donkey, an\u2019 eb\u2019ry bray him bray fire.\n\n\n8. My father have a thing in his yard and he run from yard to yard.\n\n \u2014Dog.\n\n\n9. My father have a hen in his yard, you kyan\u2019 tell what the chicken be\ntill he hatch. [77]\n\n \u2014Wife; you can\u2019t tell whether the child will be boy or girl until\n it is born.\n\n\n10. My father have a thing in his yard, cry for the crop once a year.\n\n \u2014Coffee-pulper.\n\n\n11. My father has a thing in his yard; the more him feed, the more him\nhungry.\n\n \u2014Stove.\n\n\n12. My father have a thing in his yard, have to blind it to use it.\n\n \u2014Scissors.\n\n\n13. My father have a t\u2019ing in him yard; when it sick it look up to\nheaven, when it get better it look down to the devil. [78]\n\n \u2014Bunch of Bananas.\n\n\n14. My father has a cock in his yard, doesn\u2019t crow till the sun is hot.\n\n \u2014Castor-oil bean, which cracks open in the sun.\n\n\n15. My father have a thing in his yard, run off cover up the whole\nground.\n\n \u2014Pumpkin-vine.\n\n\n16. My father have ten trees in his yard an\u2019 two taller than the rest.\n\n \u2014Fingers.\n\n\n17. My father got a tank in his yard, don\u2019t care how the rain come\nnever catch water; but soon as little dirt get into it, it full.\n\n \u2014Eye.\n\n\n18. My father have a tank in his yard; when the rain fall it doesn\u2019t\ncatch and when the dew fall it catch.\n\n \u2014Coco leaf, because it sheds water like quick-silver.\n\n\n19. My father have a thing in his yard; it button from head to foot.\n\n \u2014Pingwing, because the leaves are stuck with pitch.\n\n\n20. My father have a t\u2019ing in him yard, cutting like a tailor cutting\ncloth. [79]\n\n \u2014Banana leaf (because when the tree begins to fruit, the leaf slits\n into ribbons.)\n\n\n21. My father got a thing in his yard deep as well an\u2019 is not well, an\u2019\nthe whole sea does not fill it.\n\n \u2014Sieve.\n\n\n22. Me fader have a t\u2019ing in him yard; the more you cut it the longer\nit get. [80]\n\n \u2014Grave.\n\na) My father make a door an\u2019 it was too short; he cut it and it became\nlonger.\n\nb) Me father have a stick an\u2019 cut it an\u2019 it become longer.\n\n\n23. My father have a thing in his house, cut it every day and kyan\u2019\ntaste it.\n\n \u2014Cord.\n\n\n24. We have a t\u2019ing in the yard an\u2019 no man can tell where it end.\n\n \u2014Buggy wheel.\n\n\n25. My father have a white house in him yard; if you go in you kyan\u2019\ncome out, if you come out you kyan\u2019 go in. [81]\n\n \u2014Egg.\n\n\n26. My father have a house without window or door.\n\n \u2014Egg.\n\na) There is a white house on the hill up yonder without a window,\nwithout a door; and yet somebody live in there. [82]\n\n\n27. Me fader hab a man an\u2019 he kyan\u2019 stan\u2019 up till him belly full.\n\n \u2014Bag.\n\n\n28. Me father have a black servant and when he feed her she bawl. [83]\n\n \u2014Frying-pan.\n\n\n29. My father have three daughters and you can\u2019t tell me the oldest\none.\n\n \u2014Three tumblers.\n\n\n30. Me fader hab a lil bwoy sleep wid him every night; and every call\nhim call him, de lil bwoy run.\n\n \u2014Dog-flea.\n\n\n31. My father have twenty-five white horses in a row; if one trot all\ntrot, if one gallop all gallop, if one stop all stop, and one cannot go\non without the other. [84]\n\n \u2014Teeth.\n\n\n32. Me fader hab a long whip and a number of cows; ebery wield him\nwield it, it touch ebery one. [85]\n\n \u2014Tongue and teeth.\n\n\n33. Me fader hab a horse; eb\u2019ry lep em lep em lef\u2019 piece a em gut.\n\n \u2014Needle and thread. [86]\n\n\n34. My father have a pony; every jump he jump he stop a gap.\n\n \u2014Needle and thread.\n\n\n35. My father have a horse and a spur; every time he spur, blood will\nflow.\n\n \u2014Match-box and match.\n\n\n36. My father have a horse and every walk he walk he drop silver.\n\n \u2014Snail.\n\n\n37. My father have a horse; carry him down to the river to drink and\nwithout he pull out the tongue, can\u2019t drink.\n\n \u2014Bottle and cork.\n\n\n38. My father have a horse; hol\u2019 him a\u2019 him two ears, him bite a him\ntail.\n\n \u2014Scissors.\n\n\n39. My father have a rooster, got no coop can keep him but one.\n\n \u2014Fire; only water can keep fire.\n\n\n40. My father have a pig; cut him at his head he don\u2019t die, cut him at\nhis tail he die.\n\n \u2014Tree.\n\n\n41. My father have a pen of sheep an\u2019 don feed nowhere but on the\nhill-side.\n\n \u2014Lice on the head.\n\n\n42. My father has a bull, can\u2019t feed but upon three ridges.\n\n \u2014Cooking-pot with three legs.\n\n\n43. My father have a houseful of children; if you touch one, whole of\nthem cry.\n\n \u2014Gungo peas.\n\na) My sister have a whole house o\u2019 pickney and if you touch one,\neveryone cry.\n\nb) I have a whole pen of guinea-pig an\u2019 if you touch one dey all holla.\n\n\n44. My father has a houseful of children and everyone of them has a red\ncap. [87]\n\n \u2014Woodpeckers.\n\na) Me fader come out wid a whole ship-load o\u2019 Guinea people; everyone\nhas red.\n\n\n45. My father has a houseful of children; every time they come out they\ncome out with red head.\n\n \u2014Annata.\n\n\n46. Me fader hab a houseful o\u2019 chil\u2019ren an\u2019 eb\u2019ryone a dem a black\nhead.\n\n \u2014Ackee.\n\na) Me ma ha\u2019 one Guinea ship a pickney; eb\u2019ryone a dem head black.\n\nb) A woman has a whole lot of children and all come out with black\nheads and red dresses.\n\n\n47. My father has a houseful of children and everyone of their heads\nturn out of doors.\n\n \u2014Nails in a house.\n\n48. Me fader have a whole shipload of Bungo nager an everyone have a\nwhite head.\n\n \u2014Castor-oil bean.\n\na) My father hab a whole house of children; everyone have a white head.\n\nb) Me mudder hab a whole shipload o\u2019 guinea-pig, all born at one\nquality head.\n\n\n49. My father has a shipload of Guinea people, but all their heads is\nturned down.\n\n \u2014Bottles packed in straw.\n\n\n50. Me fader hab a Guinea ship o\u2019 nager; eb\u2019ryone o\u2019 dem a t\u2019ree foot.\n\n \u2014Cooking-pots.\n\n51. My father sent for a ship-load of men and everyone come with arm\nakimbo. [88]\n\n \u2014Coffee-pots.\n\n\n52. My father sent for a ship-load of soldiers and everyone come with\none eye.\n\n \u2014Needles.\n\na) Me fader hab a whole Guinea ship a nager; eb\u2019ryone come wid one eye.\n\nb) I hab a pen o\u2019 sheep, but eb\u2019ryone hab one eye.\n\n\n53. My father have a piece of white yam that serve the whole world.\n[89]\n\n \u2014Moon.\n\na) One piece a afoo (white) yam nyam, serve the whole worl\u2019.\n\nb) One piece of yellow yam serve the whole world.\n\nc) Me fader hab a half side o\u2019 bammie (cake of kasava meal) an\u2019 him\nshare it fe de whole world.\n\n\n54. Me fader hab a pepper-tree; eb\u2019ry night all de pepper ripe, an\neb\u2019ry morning you wouldn\u2019t find one pepper an de tree. [90]\n\n \u2014Stars.\n\na) I go to bed and leave my pepper-tree full of peppers, and wake in\nthe morning, there isn\u2019t one there.\n\nb) Me fader got a rose-tree in him yard; eb\u2019ry night he blow, an by\ntime de fe clean, eb\u2019ry one gone.\n\nc) Me fader hab a heap a white plate pon a blue table; wash de plate in\nde evening an\u2019 turn him down, an\u2019 in de morning don\u2019 see one.\n\n\n55. Me fader hab a pepper-tree an i nebber ripe till night come.\n\n \u2014Stars.\n\n\n56. Me fader hab a tree full apple an\u2019 not a man can count them.\n\n \u2014Stars.\n\na) My sheet I cannot fold,\n My money I cannot count.\n\n \u2014Cloud and stars.\n\n\n57. My father has a sheet that covers the whole world.\n\n \u2014Cloud.\n\n\n58. My father has a lamp that shines over the whole world.\n\n \u2014Moon.\n\n\n59. My father have a house up on one post. [91]\n\n \u2014Umbrella.\n\n\n60. My father have two ponds; when he lie down at night, he turn up one\nand turn down one.\n\n \u2014Ears.\n\n\n61. My father have a well; it have neither top nor bottom, yet it hold\nwater.\n\n \u2014Sugar-cane.\n\n\n62. My father have something without top or bottom, had it with him\nwherever he go.\n\n \u2014Ring\n\na) The king of France sent to the king of Spain to get a tub without a\nbottom.\n\n\n63. My father has a house with three doors and can walk only through\none.\n\n \u2014Three openings in a cocoanut shell; one drinks through only one.\n\n\n64. My father has a gig to make; the more him pare it the bigger it\nget. [92]\n\n \u2014Hole.\n\n\n65. My father have a thing go up chimbly chip chirrup. [93]\n\n \u2014Fire.\n\n\n66. My father have one thing in his hand and throw it and it support\nthe whole of Jamaica. [94]\n\n \u2014Corn-grain.\n\n\n67. Me father sen\u2019 ten men fe ketch one t\u2019ief. [95]\n\n \u2014Ten fingers to catch one louse.\n\na) Ten men go to Bullinton fe bring down one prisoner; only two bring\nhim down.\n\nb) One prisoner stan\u2019 pon Marley hill; ten policemen go fe tek him\ndown; two bring him to de station do, an\u2019 de sentence pass pon de\nfinger-nail.\n\nc) My father tek a bwoy to court; de sentence pass pon finger-nail.\n\n\n68. My fader sen\u2019 me fe go pick out a woman fe me wife; those laugh\nwill be the bes\u2019 fe tek, but those not better left, fe they will kill\nme.\n\n \u2014Ackee; this refers to the common warning that the fruit is safe to\n eat only after it has ripened and split in the sun.\n\n\n69. My father plant a acre a kasava; only one white belly rat a eatey\noff.\n\n \u2014Grater for preparing kasava meal.\n\n\n70. My father give me one root kasava an\u2019 a quart of fine salt; if I\ndon clever I wouldn\u2019t taste it.\n\n \u2014Egg; the salt cannot penetrate the shell.\n\na) I put on one coco on the fire to boil and I put in a gallon of salt,\nand the salt never tasted it.\n\nb) I have a t\u2019ing and don\u2019t care how much salt I put in it, when I go\nto eat it I have to put salt on it.\n\n\n71. My father gave me some seed to sow; the ground is white and the\nseed is black. [96]\n\n \u2014Black ink on white paper.\n\n\n72. My father was in Green Island cutting chip and the chip never fly.\n[97]\n\n \u2014Clock.\n\n\n73. Mother put on a pot of food to boil; the top boil before the\nbottom.\n\n \u2014Pipe.\n\n\n74. Going up to town my face turn to town; coming back from town my\nface turn to town.\n\n \u2014Climbing a tree.\n\n\n75. I was going up to town one morning, met a man; I tell him \u2019Mawnin\u2019\nand he wouldn\u2019t speak to me, and when I was coming back early in the\nevening he speak to me.\n\n \u2014Trash, noiseless to the tread when cold, crackles when warmed by\n the sun.\n\n\n76. I was going up Sand-hill and saw a man and suck his blood and throw\nhim over the wall. [98]\n\n \u2014Orange.\n\n\n77. When I was going up to town I met a man; his head is fire an\u2019 his\nmouth is bone. [99]\n\n \u2014Rooster.\n\na) As I was going through Bramble hall,\n An old man gave me a call;\n His beard was flesh, his mouth was horn,\n And this old man was never born.\n\nb) Got to a gentleman\u2019s yard and his mouth was hard and his beard was\nflesh.\n\n\n78. I was going over Dingledown hill and I saw a grey horse.\n\n \u2014Moon.\n\n\n79. Picking juketa (?) going to town, picking juketa coming from town\nand can\u2019t get my hands full.\n\n \u2014Dew and sweat.\n\n\n80. I gwine to town wid a hand o\u2019 ripe plantain; I hungry an\u2019 couldn\u2019t\ntaste it.\n\n \u2014Fingers.\n\n\n81. I was going to town; I mash a plate and when I was coming back I\nfound it new.\n\n \u2014Ants\u2019 nest.\n\n\n82. As I was going up to town I hear the bells of heaven ring; man\ntremble, beast tremble, cause the devil to break his chain.\n\n \u2014Earthquake.\n\n\n83. Going up a lane I see a drink an\u2019 see a chaw.\n\n \u2014Cocoanut.\n\na) Dere\u2019s a cup an\u2019 in de cup dere\u2019s a chaw; no man to clear dis chaw.\n\n\n84. A man was going to Kingston, saw two roads and took both. [100]\n\n \u2014Trousers.\n\n\n85. I heard that my father was dead in Kingston; I went there and took\na piece of his bone and made increase.\n\n \u2014Kasava root.\n\n\n86. I heave up a t\u2019ing white an\u2019 it come down red.\n\n \u2014Egg.\n\n\n87. In England I am, in Jamaica I stand.\n\n \u2014A man took soil from Jamaica, put it in his boots, went to\n England.\n\n\n88. I went to town, I walk in town, I eat in town, and yet I don\u2019t know\ntown.\n\n \u2014A woman was breedin\u2019. She went to town an\u2019 after she come home the\n baby born, grow a big man, don\u2019 know town.\n\n\n89. A man going to town and he face town, and when he coming back he\nface down to Montego Bay.\n\n \u2014Train running between Kingstown and Montego Bay.\n\n\n90. A man going up to town; he walk on his head going up, he walk on\nhis head going back. [101]\n\n \u2014Horse-shoe-nail.\n\n\n91. Riding in to town, two talking to each other and none understand\nwhat the other was saying.\n\n \u2014Two (?) new saddles creaking ru-u-u-u-u.\n\n\n92. Four men going up to town; all were talking and not one could\nunderstand the other.\n\n \u2014Four buggy wheels.\n\n\n93. Four bredder walk a road and not one can touch. [102]\n\n \u2014Four buggy wheels.\n\n\n94. Some white ladies were walking to Kingston, and all the walk they\nwalk they couldn\u2019t catch each other.\n\n \u2014Mile-posts.\n\n\n95. Three brothers in one house and never see each others\u2019 face until\ndead.\n\n \u2014Three beans in one castor-oil pod.\n\n\n96. Two sister on ribber side; no one could never wash the other.\n\n \u2014Two bottles.\n\n\n97. Two sawyers were sawing from morning till night and never saw a bit\nof dust. [103]\n\n \u2014Clock.\n\n\n98. Three man start fe go a heaven; one go half way an\u2019 turn back, one\ngo right up, and one no go at all.\n\n \u2014Fire: spark, smoke and ashes.\n\n\n99. A man walk around four corners of the world and make a house; rain\ncome catch him a door, dew fall on him, sun burn him, and he have no\nshelter of his own.\n\n \u2014Ladder.\n\na) A man build a fine up-stairs house, and he have to sleep outside.\n\n\n100. A man mek him house an\u2019 him sleep outside.\n\n \u2014Axe.\n\n\n101. A man work for rich and work for poor and yet his head outside.\n\n \u2014Nail-head.\n\n\n102. There was an old man that live never building house till rain\ncome. [104]\n\n \u2014John Crow: as soon as rain come he begin to cut posts, say he will\n build him a house. When sun comes out, he come to dry himself;\n never build house any more.\n\n\n103. Man mek him house, an\u2019 him bade da a do. [105]\n\n \u2014Ear of corn.\n\na) Old man in his room and the beard out in the hall.\n\n\n104. Vineyard man walk through vineyard grass-piece and neither make\ntrack nor road.\n\n \u2014Sun.\n\n\n105. I know a man talk every second.\n\n \u2014Sea.\n\na) I know a man; every talk he talk his mouth-corner foam.\n\n\n106. Born from de worl\u2019 mek an\u2019 nebber a month ole yet. [106]\n\n \u2014Moon.\n\n\n107. Baby born an\u2019 vanish.\n\n \u2014Moon.\n\n\n108. I know a baby born widout belly.\n\n \u2014Skelion (tin can).\n\n\n109. Tallest man in Kingston don\u2019 have any belly.\n\n \u2014Bamboo.\n\na) A man stan\u2019 up widout guts.\n\n\n110. Holler belly mumma, humpback pupa, pickney wid t\u2019ree foot.\n\n \u2014Cooking-pot.\n\n\n111. Born in white, live in green, die in red, bury in black. [107]\n\n \u2014Coffee.\n\n\n112. He laugh plain and talk plain but havn\u2019t any life.\n\n \u2014Talking-machine.\n\n\n113. Going up to town me coatie torn-torn and not a seamstress in a\ntown could sew it. [108]\n\n \u2014Banana leaf.\n\na) Mrs. Queen coat-tail tear an\u2019 never mend.\n\n\n114. I think I will shoot God, and God say I mus\u2019 shoot the earth.\n[109]\n\n \u2014Banana shoot.\n\n\n115. I was tying mat ever since an\u2019 I never lay down on one.\n\n \u2014Pumpkin-vine.\n\n\n116. If me stan\u2019 me kimbo; if me lie me kimbo. [110]\n\n \u2014Coffee-pot.\n\n\n117. A thousand hungry men kill a thousand bullocks.\n\n \u2014Hunger kill men.\n\n\n118. And smart as little Tommie be, one man kill the whole world.\n\n \u2014Mr. Debt.\n\n\n119. Woman have a chile an\u2019 fust begin larnin\u2019 larn him fe t\u2019ief. [111]\n\n \u2014Hawk.\n\n\n120. Black man dance on white man table.\n\n \u2014Black ink on white paper.\n\na) Mr. Blackman sit pon Mr. Whiteman table.\n\nb) Black man sit down on white man chair.\n\nc) Black man dance on white man head.\n\nd) Black man dance on white man sheet.\n\n\n121. A black man sit upon a white man head.\n\n \u2014Ackee.\n\n\n122. A white man stand upon a black man head.\n\n \u2014Bammie on griddle.\n\n\n123. A black man sit upon a red man head.\n\n \u2014Pot on fire.\n\n\n124. John Redman tickle John Blackman till him laugh puco-puco. [112]\n\n \u2014Fire under boiling pot.\n\na) A red man tickle a black man make him belly boil up.\n\nb) John Redman beat John Blackman till him gallop.\n\n\n125. Mr. Redman box Mr. Blackman make Mr. Whiteman laugh.\n\n \u2014Fire, baking-pan and bammie.\n\n\n126. The white man take a red cloth tie his head.\n\n \u2014Tooth and gum.\n\n\n127. Mr. Blackman was going to town; him drop him kerchief an\u2019 couldn\u2019t\npick it up.\n\n \u2014Crow drops a feather.\n\n\n128. Miss Nancy was going to Kingston; she drop her pocket handkerchief\nnever turn round to pick it up.\n\n \u2014Bird drops a feather.\n\na) Miss Nancy was going up-stairs and she lose her pocket handkerchief\nand she would not turn round to pick it up.\n\nb) Queen of Sheba riding out;\n Her kerchief drop and couldn\u2019t pick it up.\n\n\n129. Little Miss Nancy sit at the pass; everyone that come give him a\nkiss.\n\n \u2014Fly.\n\n\n130. Little Miss Nancy tie up her frock and wheel round three times.\n\n \u2014Turn-stick in the pot.\n\n\n131. Little Miss Nancy like to dance and dance so rough.\n\n \u2014Pepper.\n\n\n132. Miss D. June (?) cutting wood for a year, never get a bundle.\n\n \u2014Woodpecker.\n\n\n133. Little Johnny fell in the water and never drowned.\n\n \u2014Bottle.\n\n\n134. Aunty Mary cut two packey, not one bigger than the other. [113]\n\n \u2014Heaven and earth.\n\na) Ole man Brenta sit on a stump, cut two packey not one bigger than\nthe other.\n\n \u2014Cloud on the earth (?).\n\n\n135. Send bwoy to fetch doctor, doctor come before bwoy. [114]\n\n \u2014Boy climbing after a cocoanut; nut falls before boy comes down.\n\n\n136. Dead carry the living over Napoleon\u2019s grass-piece. [115]\n\n \u2014Ship at Sea.\n\na) Look through a diamond I see the dead carry the living.\n\n\n137. A hen have six chickens; and hold the hen, the chickens cry.\n\n \u2014Guitar with six strings.\n\n\n138. Two horses were galloping and neither of them could catch one\nanother. [116]\n\n \u2014Two mill-rollers.\n\n\n139. One John-crow sit down on three cotton-tree.\n\n \u2014Cooking-pot set on fire-stones.\n\n\n140. A fleety horse get up over a broken bridge. [117]\n\n \u2014Needle and thread.\n\na) A frisky horse and a frisky mare was going up to mountain hill.\n\n\n141. John, the mule, in the stable, his tail outside.\n\n \u2014Fire in the kitchen, smoke outside.\n\n\n142. Stick a hog at its head and it bleed at its tail. [118]\n\n \u2014Pipe.\n\n\n143. Kingston bully-dog bark, Montego bully-dog answer.\n\n \u2014Rooster; when one crows at one end of the island, another answers\n at the other end.\n\n\n144. England dog bark, Jamaica dog sound.\n\n \u2014Newspaper.\n\n\n145. Portland dog bark, Westmoreland dog hear. [119]\n\n \u2014Thunder.\n\n\n146. Jamaica bully-dog bark, Kingston bully-dog keep silent.\n\n \u2014Great gun.\n\n\n147. Rope run, horse stan\u2019 up.\n\n \u2014Pumpkin-vine and pumpkin.\n\n\n148. Old England dead an never rotten.\n\n \u2014Bottle (of ale).\n\n\n149. Water grow.\n\n \u2014Sugar-cane.\n\n\n150. Water stan\u2019 up.\n\n \u2014Sugar-cane.\n\n\n151. No ca how time hard, one coco full pot.\n\n \u2014Foot in a boot.\n\n\n152. One bammie shingle off Mt. Olivet church.\n\n \u2014Moon.\n\n\n153. One little bit o\u2019 bag hold three.\n\n \u2014Castor-oil bean-pod.\n\n\n154. A gully with two notch in it.\n\n \u2014Purse.\n\n\n155. What water wash, sun can\u2019t dry.\n\n \u2014Butter.\n\n\n156. Up the hill, down the hill; yet never tired.\n\n \u2014Road.\n\na) Up the hill, down the hill;\n Stand up still.\n\n\n157. Chaw fine and never tired.\n\n \u2014Saw.\n\n\n158. This corner, this corner is no corner at all.\n\n \u2014Ring.\n\n\n159. Chip-cherry, beer, cedar.\n\n \u2014White man (cedar), black-wife (chip-cherry), brown child (beer).\n\n\n160. Stump to stump; dig out stump out of dogwood heart.\n\n \u2014Jigger.\n\n\n161. A \u2019tump in a pond; all the rain can\u2019t cover the \u2019tump-head.\n\n \u2014Turn-stick in the pot.\n\n\n162. There\u2019s a rope and every bump a sheet of paper.\n\n \u2014Pumpkin-vine.\n\n\n163. Sack a back an\u2019 not de front.\n\n \u2014Finger-nail.\n\n\n164. Roomful, hallful; you can\u2019t get a spoonful. [120]\n\n \u2014Smoke.\n\n\n165. Knock an\u2019 stan\u2019 up.\n\n \u2014Mat.\n\n\n166. Water a-bottom, fire a-top.\n\n \u2014Lamp.\n\n\n167. Hell a-top an\u2019 hell a-bottom.\n\n \u2014Frying-pan.\n\n\n168. Hair a-top, hair a-bottom; only a dance in the middle.\n\n \u2014Eye-lashes and eye.\n\n\n169. Hairy within and hairy without; lift up your foot and poke it in.\n[121]\n\n \u2014Stockings.\n\n\n170. Outside black, inside red; cock up your foot and poke it in. [122]\n\n \u2014Boot.\n\n\n171. White a top, black a middle and red a bottom. [123]\n\n \u2014Bammie, baking-iron and fire.\n\n\n172. White as snow but not snow; green as grass but not grass; red as\nblood but not blood. [124]\n\n \u2014Coffee-blossom and berry.\n\n\n173. Green as grass, not grass; stiff standing in the bed; and the best\nyoung lady is not afraid of handling it. [125]\n\n \u2014Onion.\n\n\n174. White within, black within, red without.\n\n \u2014Ackee.\n\n\n175. Hard as rock, not rock; white as milk, not milk.\n\n \u2014Cocoanut.\n\n\n176. High as the world; red as blood but not blood; blue as indigo; but\nnot indigo; high as granadillo temple.\n\n \u2014Rainbow.\n\n\n177. When it come it does not come; when it does not come it come.\n[126]\n\n \u2014Rat and corn.\n\n\n178. Four sit down on four waiting till four come.\n\n \u2014Cat on the table waiting for a rat.\n\n\n179. Six and four waiting for twenty-four.\n\n \u2014Six holes in four horse-shoes waiting for twenty-four nails.\n\n\n180. Nine run, one come, two run.\n\n \u2014Nine man run for the doctor, one baby born, two nipples run.\n\n\n181. Ten on to four. [127]\n\n \u2014Ten teats on a cow (?).\n\n\n182. Six is in, the seventh is out; set the virgin free.\n\n \u2014Hen hatching six chicks.\n\n\n183. Blackey cover ten.\n\n \u2014Boots cover toes.\n\n\n184. Two peepers, two pokers, two waddlers, and one zum-zum. [128]\n\n \u2014Cow.\n\n\n185. Up chip-cherry, down chip-cherry; not a man can climb chip-cherry.\n[129]\n\n \u2014Smoke.\n\n\n186. Whitey whitey can\u2019t climb whitey whitey.\n\n \u2014Smoke.\n\n\n187. Half a \u2019tumpy sit down on \u2019tumpy; when a go, a don\u2019 see nothing\nbut half a \u2019tumpy.\n\n \u2014Broken bottle on stump.\n\n\n188. Climb up Zion hill, pick Zion fruit, come down Zion hill, drink\nZion water.\n\n \u2014Climbing a cocoanut tree, picking the nut, coming down, drinking\n the milk.\n\na) Go up Mount Zion, drink Zion blood, eat de flesh, dash away de bone.\n\n\n189. Tetchie in, tetchie out; all hands can play on it.\n\n \u2014Lock and key.\n\na) Tickle me in, tickle me out; all hands can play on tickle.\n\n\n190. Hip hop; hip hop; jump wide.\n\n \u2014Flea.\n\na) Dip dup, a yard wide.\n\n\n191. Drill a hall, drill a room; lean behind the door. [130]\n\n \u2014Broom.\n\na) Jig a hall, jig a room; go a corner, go stan\u2019 up behin\u2019 de door.\n\n\n192. Little titchie above ground.\n\n \u2014Ants.\n\n\n193. Every jump shiney jump, whitey hold it back.\n\n \u2014Needle and thread.\n\n\n194. Miss Witty wit and wit till she wit out her last wit.\n\n \u2014Needle and thread.\n\n\n195. Earie, hearie, earie, knock, pom!\n\n \u2014Brushing (the hair).\n\n\n196. Papa take hairy-hairy put in blackey-blackey.\n\n \u2014Brush and blacking.\n\n\n197. Unco Joey takin\u2019 long hairy-hairy somet\u2019ing; shubbin\u2019 Aunty Mary\nhairy-hairy somet\u2019ing.\n\n \u2014Making a broom.\n\n\n198. Long Aunty Long-long, no one can long as Aunty Long-long.\n\n \u2014Road.\n\n\n199. Whitey-whitey send whitey-whitey to drive whitey-whitey from\neating whitey-whitey.\n\n \u2014White man sends his white boy to drive the white goat out of the\n cabbage-patch.\n\n\n200. Sleepy-sleepy under nyammy-yammy tree; killy-killy come to\nsleepy-sleepy; nyammy yammy drop, kill killy-killy; walkey-walkey come\nnyam (eat) nyammy-yammy, leave sleepy-sleepy. [131]\n\n \u2014Man sleeping under a tree; snake comes to kill man; cocoanut falls\n and kills snake; another man comes, eats the cocoanut, leaves the\n first man.\n\n\n201. Limb fell lamb; down fell lamb in the cow coram.\n\n \u2014Limb falls, knocks lamb into the cow-dung.\n\n\n202. If I had my pretty little caney, bigny-pigny could not kill\nkum-painy.\n\n\n \u2014If I had my revolver, the wild hog could not kill my dog.\n\n\n203. I was going out and I saw some pigs, and if I had my hansom-cansom\nI would carry home some bigny-pigny.\n\n \u2014If I had my gun, I would carry home some pigs.\n\n\n204. I send for my man Richard to bring me tomery-flemery-doctory to\nmortify unicle-cornicle-current out of my pinkicle-pankicle-present.\n[132]\n\n \u2014To bring my three dogs to drive three pigs out of the garden.\n\n\n205. There is a boat an\u2019 in that boat a lady sat, an\u2019 if I should tell\nyou the name of that lady I should be blamed, for I\u2019ve told you the\nriddle twice. [133]\n\n \u2014The lady\u2019s name was Anne.\n\n\n206. I was going up to Hampton lane (a local name); I met a man, an\u2019\ndrew off his hat an\u2019 drew off his glove, an\u2019 he gave me his love. Take\nhim an\u2019 call him; his name is twice mention as this riddle begun. [134]\n\n \u2014His name is Andrew.\n\na) As I was going up to St. Andrew\u2019s church, I met St. Andrew\u2019s\nscholar. St. Andrew\u2019s scholar drew off his hat an\u2019 drew off his gloves:\ntell me the name of the scholar.\n\nb) I was going up on Oxford street, I met an Oxford boy. He took out\nhis pen an\u2019 drew his name; what was his name?\n\nc) Once as I was crossing the Montego Bay bridge, I met a Montegonian\nfellow. He took off his hat an\u2019 drew off his glove; guess me his name;\nI\u2019ve mentioned it in this riddle.\n\n\n207. I an\u2019 my dog ben up the lane catching a buck an\u2019 a doe. Whoever\ntell me my dog\u2019s name, there is my dog. [135]\n\n \u2014The dog\u2019s name is Ben.\n\na) \u201cGood morning, Mr. Ben; ben meke a meet. I come to borrow yo\u2019 dog go\nhunting. I don\u2019 know his name.\u201d \u201cTake him an\u2019 call him; his name is\ntwice mention as this riddle begun.\u201d\n\n\n208. Megs, Pegs an\u2019 Margaret is my true lover; but it\u2019s neither Megs,\nPegs nor Margaret.\n\n \u2014Anne is my lover.\n\n\n209. Trick, track and trawndy,\n Which was Trawndy Grawnby?\n\n \u2014Witch.\n\n\n210. There are 4000 people to draw in one carriage; how can they do\nthat?\n\n \u2014Mr. & Mrs. Thousand and their two children.\n\n\n211. Mr. Lets was walking and Mr. Lets was riding and Mr. Lets was\nwalking again. Can you tell me who the gentlemen were?\n\n \u2014Horse, master and dog, all named \u2019Lets\u2019.\n\n\n212. My father has a long bench in his house, an\u2019 to guess me how many\npeople sit on that bench.\n\n \u2014One man named \u2018More\u2019. (The trick is, at each guess to say More.)\n\n\n213. Bees bite honey, honey run.\n\n \u2014A horse named Honey.\n\n\n214. Twelve pear hanging high,\n Twelve men passing by;\n Each pick a pear,\n How many pear remain? [136]\n\n \u2014Eleven; the man\u2019s name is Each.\n\n\n215. A man without eyes\n Went out to view the skies;\n He saw a tree with apples on,\n He neither took apples off nor left apples on. [137]\n\n \u2014A one-eyed man; two apples on the tree.\n\n\n216. I was going up Hampton lane, I met a man have seven wives; the\nseven wives have seven sacks, the seven sacks have seven kits, how many\nwere there going to Hampton? [138]\n\n \u2014Only one\u2014I.\n\n\n217. A duck before a duck, a duck after a duck, a duck in the midst of\ntwo ducks. How many ducks was going along?\n\n \u2014Three.\n\n\n218. I was travelling and six ducks flying, one before the five; and I\ntook up my gun and I shoot one of the ducks and drop on the ground.\nGuess how many ducks remain? [139]\n\n \u2014None; the rest fly away.\n\n\n219. A parson and his daughter, a doctor and his wife; and there is\nthree apples to share among them. How will they share it? [140]\n\n \u2014Each takes one; the parson\u2019s daughter is the doctor\u2019s wife.\n\n\n220. Run, Ricky, run; run up the Ahe river, run; run with a long trail,\nrun up the Ahe river, run; run, Ricky, run? How many r\u2019s in that?\n\n \u2014No r\u2019s in \u2018that\u2019.\n\n\n221. Mr. Parott was sitting on a tree; some pigeons were flying by. The\npigeon say, \u201cGood morning, Mr. Parrot.\u201d The parrot say, \u201cGood morning,\nMr. Hundred.\u201d The pigeon say, \u201cI\u2019m not \u2018hundred\u2019; want twice as much,\nhalf as much, quarter as much, and you, Mr. Parrot, to make a hundred.\u201d\nTell me how many pigeons were flying. [141]\n\n \u2014Thirty-six.\n\n\n222. I hire laborers for a shilling a day; I get twelve laborers. I\ngive a man two pence, a woman ha\u2019 penny, a pickney one farthing. How\nmany of each do I hire?\n\n \u2014Five men, one woman, six pickney.\n\n\n223. My father gave me a horse to go sell for ten pounds and to eat my\nbreakfast out of the money and bring home the same ten pounds. How\ncould I do that?\n\n \u2014Take the shoes off the horse and sell them separately.\n\n\n224. In a rainy season the Cabrietta overflows a path where a poor\ncoolie-man and his family had to cross. He then made a dray for\nconveying them to and from their work. Dray cannot carry more than 150\nlbs. at a time. Coolie-man weighs 150 lbs., wife 150 lbs. and two sons\ntogether 150 lbs. How must they get over.\n\n \u2014Two sons go over; one remains, the other returns. The mother goes\n over; boy returns, takes over brother returns. Father goes over;\n boy brings over brother. [142]\n\na) The same story with a fox, goose and bag of corn.\n\n\n225. My fader got six sheep. He send his son to de pen. \u2018My son, go an\u2019\ncount me six sheep, but you musn\u2019 count me \u201cone, two, t\u2019ree, four,\nfive, six\u201d. You musn\u2019t count \u201cfour an\u2019 two, six\u201d. You musn\u2019t count\n\u201ct\u2019ree an\u2019 t\u2019ree, six\u201d. You musn\u2019 count \u201cfive an\u2019 one, six\u201d, but count\nme my six sheep!\n\n \u2014Dis, dat, de other,\n De ewe, de ram, de wether.\n\n\n226. I gwine to make a dance; I want you there. You mus\u2019n\u2019t come a day,\nyou mus\u2019n\u2019t come a night, you mus\u2019n\u2019t ride a horse, you mus\u2019n\u2019t ride a\nmule, you mus\u2019n\u2019t ride a jackass. An\u2019 if you come, you mus\u2019n\u2019t come\ninto me house an\u2019 you mus\u2019n\u2019t stay outside. [143]\n\n \u2014You must come riding a cow, between day and night; and when you\n come, stand on the threshold, neither in nor out.\n\n\n227. Under the earth I stand,\n Silver and gold was my tread.\n I rode a t\u2019ing that never was born,\n And a bit of the dam I hold in me han\u2019. [144]\n\na) On green grass I stand\n On gravel I stand,\n I ride a colt that was never in foal,\n And I beat up the mother old dum-skin in me hand.\n\nb) Under de eart\u2019 I go,\n Plant trash I stan\u2019;\n I ride a t\u2019ing that never was born\n Wid an ole be damn in me han\u2019.\n\n\n228. Little Miss Netticoat with her white petticoat,\n She has neither feet nor hands;\n The longer she grows the shorter she stands. [145]\n\n \u2014Candle.\n\na) Miss Nancy sits around de door;\n The longer him stan\u2019 deh, de shorter him grow.\n\n\n229. Hoddie Doddie with a round black body\n Three legs and a wooden hat\u2014What\u2019s that? [146]\n\n \u2014Cooking-pot.\n\n\n230. Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall,\n Humpty Dumpty had a great fall;\n And all the king\u2019s horses and all the king\u2019s men\n Couldn\u2019t put Humpty Dumpty together again. [147]\n\n \u2014Egg.\n\n\n231. Round as a marble, deep as a cup;\n Ten men from Jericho can\u2019t lift it up. [148]\n\n \u2014Sink-hole.\n\n\n232. Handsome protector dressed in green,\n Handsome protector sent to the queen. [149]\n\n \u2014Parrot.\n\n233. Under gravel, top o\u2019 gravel;\n Tell the devil I\u2019ll travel.\n\n \u2014Water.\n\n\n234. Tires a horse, worries a man;\n Tell me this riddle if you can. [150]\n\n \u2014Saddle.\n\n\n235. Hitchity, hitchity on the king\u2019s kitchen door;\n All the king\u2019s horses and all the king\u2019s men\n Could never move Hitchity, hitchity off the king\u2019s kitchen door.\n [151]\n\n \u2014Sunshine.\n\n\n236. Flour from England, fruits from Spain,\n All met together in a shower of rain;\n Had on a napkin tied with a string,\u2014\n If you tell me this riddle, I\u2019ll give you a ring.\n\n \u2014Duckanoo (pudding boiled in a cloth).\n\n\n237. I was going through a field of wheat,\n I picked up something nice to eat;\n It was neither feather, flesh nor bone,\n But I kept it till it walk alone. [152]\n\n \u2014Egg.\n\n\n238. In a garden was laden a beautiful maiden\n As ever was seen in the morn.\n She was made a wife the first day of her life,\n And she died before she was born. [153]\n\n \u2014Eve.\n\n\n239. There was a man of Adam\u2019s race,\n He had a certain dwelling-place;\n He wasn\u2019t in earth, heaven or hell,\u2014\n Tell me where that man did dwell. [154]\n\n \u2014Jonah in the whale\u2019s belly.\n\n\n240. Formed long ago, yet made to-day,\n Employed while others sleep;\n What few would like to give away,\n Or any like to keep. [155]\n\n \u2014Bed.\n\n\n241. Legs have I but seldom walk,\n I backbite all, but never speak.\n\n \u2014Flea.\n\n\n242. There was a man of Adam\u2019s race\n Who had no legs, no body but waist.\n\n \u2014Ring.\n\n\n243. When first I appear I seem mysterious,\n But when I am explained I am nothing serious.\n\n \u2014Riddle.\n\n\n244. A curtain drawn as fine as silk,\n A marble stone as white as milk;\n A thief appear and break them all,\n Out start the golden ball. [156]\n\n \u2014Egg.\n\n\n245. I came from beyond the ocean,\n I drink water out of the sea,\n I lighten a many a nation,\n And give myself to thee.\n\n \u2014Sun.\n\n\n246. My first is a circle, my second a cross;\n If you meet my whole, lock out for a toss. [157]\n\n \u2014O-X.\n\n247. My father send me to market to carry home three-fourths of a\ncross, a circle complete, a right angle with two semi-circles meet, a\ntriangle with a cross, two semi-circles, and circle complete. [158]\n\n \u2014T-O-B-A-C-C-O.\n\n\n248. Five letters in an invitation spell my name,\n Backward and forward it answer the same;\n Take away the first letter and the first of humanity race,\n Take away the second and the thing that make the water-wheel turn.\n Take away the third, and the first of the alphabetical verb.\n\n \u2014Madam, Adam, dam, am.\n\n\n249. Give a number that isn\u2019t even: cut off the head, you get it even;\ncut off the tail, your mother\u2019s name you shall find. [159]\n\n \u2014Seven, even, Eve.\n\n\n250. What word of one syllable, take away two letters and leave two\nsyllables? [160]\n\n \u2014Plague, ague.\n\n\n251. A word of one syllable which, when two is taken off, ten remain.\n\n \u2014Often, ten.\n\n\n252. Give me \u2018black water\u2019 in three letters.\n\n \u2014I-n-k.\n\n\n253. Spell me a broken wall in three letters.\n\n \u2014G-a-p.\n\n\n254. What is it that is once in a minute, twice in a moment, and not\nonce in a thousand years? [161]\n\n \u2014Letter M.\n\n\n255. What is it that we see every day, King George himself sees, and\nGod never sees? [162]\n\n \u2014Our equal.\n\n\n256. What is that which if you have not you would not like to get and\nif you have you would not like to lose? [163]\n\n \u2014A bald head.\n\n\n257. What is it, when Adam was four days old it was four days old, and\nwhen Adam was four-score years and four days old it remained four days\nold? [164]\n\n \u2014Moon.\n\n\n258. What is that which Christ had not, Napoleon had, Kaiser has and no\nwoman ever has?\n\n \u2014A wife.\n\n\n259. What is it that is too much for one, enough for two, and nothing\nat all for three?\n\n \u2014A secret.\n\n\n260. The river is bank to bank; how will you get over?\n\n \u2014By bridge.\n\n\n261. Suppose all the tree was one tree and all the man was one man and\nall the axes one ax; and suppose the one ax fell the one tree and the\none tree kill the one man, who would leave to tell the tale?\n\n \u2014Women.\n\n\n262. Higher than God, lower than the devil; the dead feed on it but not\nthe living. [165]\n\n \u2014Nothing.\n\n\n263. There was a woman born, live an\u2019 die; never go to corruption,\nnever see God face.\n\n \u2014Lot\u2019s wife.\n\n\n264. There is a thing on earth that God could do but didn\u2019t, the devil\nhad\u2019nt got the power, and men do it. [166]\n\n \u2014Baptism.\n\n\n265. What is the cleanest thing in a dirty woman\u2019s house?\n\n \u2014Egg.\n\n\n266. What is the bes\u2019 furniture for a man\u2019s house?\n\n \u2014The daughter.\n\n\n267. Why do a tailor and a plantain resemble?\n\n \u2014One cuts to fit, the other is fit to cut.\n\n\n268. Why do a well-dressed lady and a chair resemble?\n\n \u2014Because they both use pins.\n\n\n269. Why does a judge and a mile-post resemble?\n\n \u2014One justifies the mile and the other the law.\n\n\n270. What makes the devil and a shoemaker resemble?\n\n \u2014The devil seek after a sinner\u2019s soul and the shoemaker after a\n boot sole.\n\n\n271. Mr. Bigger has a baby; out of Mr. Bigger and his baby which is the\nbigger?\n\n \u2014Baby is a little Bigger.\n\n\n272. If an elephant\u2019s four feet cover four acres of land, what will his\ntail cover?\n\n \u2014The skin.\n\n\n273. What money in the world is the hardest money to change?\n\n \u2014Matrimony.\n\n\n274. A reason why a moth-eaten coat is like a bible?\n\n \u2014Both of them is holy (holey).\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\nINDEX TO RIDDLES.\n\n\nAckee, 46, 68, 121, 174.\nAndrew, 206.\nAnnata, 45.\nAnne, (205), (208). [167]\nAnts, 192.\nAnts\u2019 nest, 81.\nAshes, 98.\nAxe, 100.\n\n\nBag, 27.\nBaking-pan, 125, 171.\nBald head, (256).\nBamboo, 109.\nBammie, 122, 125, 171.\nBanana leaf, 20, 113.\nBanana shoot, 114.\nBananas, bunch of, 13.\nBaptism, (264).\nBed, (240).\nBird, 128.\nBirth, 9, 88, 180.\nBlacking, 196.\nBoot, 151, 170, 183.\nBottle, 96, 133, 187.\nBottle of ale, 148.\nBottle and cork, 37.\nBottles packed in straw, 49.\nBridge, (260).\nBroom, 191, 197.\nBrush, 195, 196.\nButter, 155.\n\n\nCan, 108.\nCandle, (228).\nCastor-oil bean, 14, 48, 95, 153.\nCat, 178.\nChickens, 182.\nChild, 159.\nClock, 72, 97.\nCloud, 57, 134.\nCloud and stars, 46.\nCocoanut, 63, 83, 135, 175, 188, 200.\nCoco leaf, 18.\nCoffee, 111, 172.\nCoffee-pot, 51, 116.\nCoffee-pulper, 10.\nCooking-pot, 42, 50, 110, 123, 124, 130, 139, 161, (229).\nCord, 23.\nCork, and bottle, 37.\nCorn, and rat, 177.\nCorn-ear, 103.\nCorn-grain, 66.\nCow, 181, 184.\nCrow, 102, 127.\n\n\nDaughter, (266).\nDebt, 118.\nDew and sweat, 79.\nDog, 8, (202).\nDog-flea, 30.\nDuckanoo, (236).\n\n\nEar, 60.\nEar of corn, 103.\nEarth, 134.\nEarthquake, 82.\nEgg, 25, 26, 70, 86, (230), (237), (244), (265).\nEqual, (255).\nEve, (238).\nEye, 17, 168.\nEye-lashes, 168.\n\n\nFeather, 127, 128.\nFingers, 16, 80.\nFingers catching lice, 67.\nFinger-nail, 163.\nFire, 39, 65, 98, 123, 124, 125, 141, 171.\nFire-stones, 139.\nFlea, 30, 190, (241).\nFly, 129.\nFoot, 151.\nFrying-pan, 28, 167.\n\n\nGoat, 199.\nGrass-quit, 1.\nGrater, 69.\nGrave, 22.\nGriddle, 122, 125, 171.\nGuitar, 137.\nGum, 126.\nGun, 7, 146.\nGungo peas, 43.\n\n\nHawk, 119.\nHeaven, 134.\nHen, 182.\nHole, 64, 179, (231).\nHorse-shoe nail, 90, 179.\nHunger, 117.\n\n\nInk on paper, 71, 120.\n\n\nJigger, 160.\nJonah and the whale, (239).\n\n\nKasava, root, 85.\nKey, 189.\n\n\nLadder, 99.\nLamb, 201.\nLamp, 166.\nLetter M, (254).\nLice, 41, 67.\nLock, 189.\nLot\u2019s wife, (263).\n\n\nMat, 165.\nMatch-box and match, 35.\nMile-posts, 94.\nMill-rollers, 138.\nMoon, 53, 58, 78, 106, 107, 152, (257).\n\n\nNail, finger, 163.\nNail, in a house, 47, 101.\nNail, horse-shoe, 90, 179.\nNeedles, 52.\nNeedle and thread, 3, 4, 33, 34, 140, 193, 194.\nNewspaper, 144.\nNipples, 180.\nNothing, (267).\n\n\nOnion, 173.\nOrange, 76.\nOx, (246).\n\n\nPaper, 71, 120.\nParrot, (232).\nPeas, Gungo, 43.\nPepper, 131.\nPig, (202), (203), (204).\nPingwing, 19.\nPipe, 5, 73, 142.\nPot, coffee, 51, 116.\nPot, cooking, 42, 50, 110, 123, 124, 130, 139, 161, (229).\nPumpkin-vine, 15, 115, 147, 162.\nPurse, 154.\n\n\nRainbow, 176.\nRat, and cat, 178.\nRat, and corn, 177.\nRiddle, (243).\nRing, 62, 158, (242).\nRoad, 156, 198.\nRoof, 2.\nRooster, 77, 143.\n\n\nSaddle, 91, (234).\nSaw, 157.\nScissors, 12, 38.\nSea, 105, 136.\nSecret, (259).\nShip, at sea, 136.\nSieve, 21.\nSmoke, 98, 141, 164, 185, 186.\nSnail, 36.\nSoil, 87.\nSpark, 98.\nStars, 54, 55, 56.\nSteelyard, 6.\nStockings, 169.\nStove, 11.\nStrings, of a guitar, 137.\nStump, 187.\nSugar-cane, 61, 149, 150.\nSun, 104, (245).\nSunshine, (235).\nSweat, and dew, 79.\n\n\nTalking-machine, 112.\nTeats, 181.\nTeeth, 31, 32, 126.\nThunder, 145.\nTin can, 108.\nTobacco, (247).\nToes, 183.\nTongue, 32.\nTooth, 126.\nTrain, of cars, 89.\nTrash, 75.\nTree, 40.\nTree, climbing a, 74, 135, 188.\nTrousers, 84.\nTumblers, 29.\nTurn-stick, 130, 161.\n\n\nUmbrella, 59.\n\n\nWater, (233).\nWheel, buggy, 24, 92, 93.\nWife, 9, 88, 159, (258).\nWife, Lot\u2019s, (263).\nWitch, 209.\nWomen, (261).\nWoodpecker, 44, 132.\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\nABBREVIATIONS OF TITLES.\n\n\n1. Jamaica references.\n\nBates, JAFL [168] 9 Creole Folk-lore from Jamaica; I. Proverbs; II.\n Nancy stories; by William C. Bates. JAFL 9:\n 38\u201342; 121\u2013126. 1896.\nBell Obeah, by H. J. Bell. London 1889.\nCundall FL [169] Folk-lore of the Negroes of Jamaica, by Frank\n15, 16 Cundall. FL 15: 87\u201394; 206\u2013214; 450\u2013456; 16:\n 68\u201377. 1904, 1905.\nJekyll Jamaica Song and Story, by Walter Jekyll, with an\n introduction by Alice Werner. Publications\n Folk-Lore Society 55, London, 1907.\nLewis Journal of a West India Proprietor (1815\u20131817),\n by Matthew Gregory Lewis. London, 1834.\nMilne-Home Mama\u2019s Black Nurse Stories, by Mrs. M. P.\n Milne-Home. Edinburgh & London, 1890.\nMusgrave, FLR [170] Ananci Stories, furnished by W. A. S. Musgrave.\n3 pt. 1 FLR 3, pt. 1; 53\u201354. London, 1880.\nNewell, JAFL 9 Abstracts from Milne-Home, by W. W. Newell. JAFL\n 9: 126\u2013128. 1896.\nRobinson, FL 4 Obeah Worship in East and West Indies: in\n Jamaica, by May Robinson. 207\u2013213. 1893.\nSmith Anancy Stories, by Pamela Coleman Smith. New\n York, 1899.\nSmith, JAFL 9 Two Negro Stories from Jamaica, by Pamela Coleman\n Smith. 278.\nTrowbridge, JAFL 9 Negro Customs and Folk-stories of Jamaica, by Ada\n Wilson Trowbridge. 279\u2013287. 1896.\nUdal, FL 26 Obeah in the West Indies, by J. S. Udal. 253\u2013295.\n London, 1915.\nWake, FLJ 1 Ananci Stories (abstracts from Lewis), by C.\n Staniland Wake. FLJ 1: 280\u2013292. London, 1883.\nWona Selection of Ananci Stories, by Wona (Mrs.\n Charles Wilson). Kingston, 1899.\n\n\n\n\n2. General References.\n\nArcin La Guin\u00e9e fran\u00e7aise, by Andr\u00e9 Arcin. Paris, 1907.\nBackus, JAFL 11 Animal Tales from North Carolina, by Emma M.\n Backus. JAFL 11: 284\u2013291. 1898.\nBackus, JAFL 12 Tales of the Rabbit from Georgia Negroes, by Emma\n M. Backus. JAFL 12: 108\u2013115. 1899.\nBackus, JAFL 13 Folk-tales from Georgia, by Emma M. Backus. JAFL\n 13: 19\u201332. 1900.\nBackus, JAFL 25 Negro Tales from Georgia, collected by Mrs.\n Backus & Mrs. Leitner. 125\u2013136. 1912.\nBarker West African Folk-tales, by W. H. Barker &\n Cecilia Sinclair. London, 1917.\nBasset, 1 Contes Populaires Berb\u00e8res, by Ren\u00e9 Basset.\n Collection de Contes et de Chansons Populaires\n 12, Paris, 1887.\nBasset, 2 Nouveaux Contes Berb\u00e8res, by Ren\u00e9 Basset.\n Collection de Contes et de Chansons Populaires\n 23, Paris, 1897.\nB\u00e9renger-F\u00e9raud Contes Populaires de la Senegambia, by L. J. B.\n B\u00e9renger-F\u00e9raud. Collection de Contes et de\n Chansons Populaires 9, Paris, 1885.\nBleek Reynard the Fox in South Africa; or Hottentot\n Fables and Tales, by Wilhelm Heinrich Imanuel\n Bleek. London, 1864.\nBleek, Bushman Specimens of Bushman Folk-lore, by W. H. I.\n Bleek, edited by Lucy C. Lloyd, with an\n introduction by George McCall Theal. London,\n 1911.\nBoas, JAFL 25 Notes on Mexican Folk-lore, by Franz Boas. JAFL\n 25: 204\u2013260. 1912.\nBoas and Simango, Tales and Proverbs of the Vandau of Portuguese S.\nJAFL 35 Africa. JAFL 35: 151\u2013204.\nBolte und Pol\u00edvka Anmerkungen zu den Kinder- und Hausm\u00e4rchen der\n Br\u00fcder Grimm. 3 vols. Leipzig, 1913\u20131918.\nBundy, JAFL 32 Folk-tales from Liberia, by Richard C. Bundy.\n JAFL 32. 406\u2013427. 1919.\nCallaway Nursery Tales, Traditions and History of the\n Zulus, by H. Callaway. London 1868.\nChatelain Folk-tales of Angola, by H\u00e9li Chatelain. MAFLS\n [171] 1. 1894.\nChristensen Afro-American Folk-lore. Told around cabin fires\n of the Sea Islands of South Carolina, by A. M. H.\n Christensen. Boston, 1892.\nCleare, JAFL 30 Four Folk-tales from Fortune Islands, Bahamas, by\n W. T. Cleare. JAFL 30: 228\u2013229. 1917.\nCronise and Ward Cunnie Rabbit, Mr. Spider and the other Beef.\n West African Folk-tales, by Florence M. Cronise\n and Henry W. Ward. London & New York, 1903.\nDayrell Folk-stories from Southern Nigeria, West Africa,\n by Elphinstone Dayrell, with an introduction by\n Andrew Lang. London, 1910.\nD\u00e4hnhardt Natursagen, by Oskar D\u00e4hnhardt, Leipzig,\n 1907\u20131912.\nDennett Notes on the Folk-lore of the Fjort (French\n Congo), by R. E. Dennett. Publications Folk-Lore\n Society 41, London, 1897.\nEdwards Bahama Songs and Stories, by Charles L. Edwards.\n MAFLS 3, 1895.\nEllis, Tshi The Tshi-speaking Peoples of the Gold Coast of\n West Africa, by Alfred Burdon Ellis. London,\n 1887.\nEllis, Ewe The Ewe-speaking Peoples of the Slave Coast of\n West Africa. London, 1890.\nEllis, Yoruba The Yoruba-speaking Peoples of the Slave Coast of\n West Africa. London, 1894.\nElmslie FL 3 Folk-lore Tales of Central Africa (Nyassaland),\n by D. Elmslie. FL 3: 92\u2013110. 1892.\nErnst, VBGAEU 20 Tio Tigre y Tio Conejo (Venezuela), by A. Ernst.\n Verh. Berlin Ges. Anthrop., Ethn. u. Urgesch. 20:\n 274\u2013278.\nEspinosa, JAFL 24, New-Mexican Spanish Folk-lore, by Aurelio M.\n 27 Espinosa. JAFL 24: 397\u2013444; 27: 119\u2013147. 1911,\n 1914.\nEspinosa, JAFL 27 Comparative Notes on Spanish Folk-tales, JAFL 27:\n 211\u2013231. 1914.\nEspinosa, JAFL 27 Folk-tales of the Tepecanos, collected by J.\n Alden Mason, edited by Aurelio M. Espinosa. JAFL\n 27: 148\u2013210. 1914.\nEspinosa, JAFL 28 Folk-tales from Oaxaca, collected by Paul Radin,\n edited by Aurelio Espinosa. JAFL 28: 390\u2013408.\n 1915.\nFerrand Contes Populaires Malgaches, by Gabriel Ferrand.\n Collection de Contes et de Chansons Populaires\n 19, Paris, 1893.\nFortier Louisiana Folk-tales in the French Dialect and\n English Translation, by Alc\u00e9e Fortier. MAFLS 2,\n 1895.\nFrobenius Volksm\u00e4rchen der Kabylen, by Leo Frobenius, Jena,\n 1921.\nFrazer, FLJ 7 A South African Red Riding-Hood, by J. S. Frazer.\n FLJ 7: 167\u2013168.\nHarris, Friends Uncle Remus and His Friends. Boston & New York,\n 1892.\nHarris, Nights Nights with Uncle Remus. Boston & New York, 1911.\nHarris, Uncle Remus Uncle Remus, His Songs and His Sayings, by Joel\n Chandler Harris. New York & London, 1919.\nHartt Amazonian Tortoise Myths, by Charles F. Hartt.\n Rio de Janeiro, 1875.\nHollis, Masai The Masai, Their Language and Folk-lore, by A. C.\n Hollis. Oxford, 1905.\nHollis, Nandi The Nandi, Their Language and Folk-lore. Oxford,\n 1909.\nJacottet Treasury of Basuto Lore, by E. Jacottet. Part 1.\n Folk-tales of the Basuto, South Africa & London,\n 1908.\nJohnston, JAFL 9 Two Negro Tales (Louisiana), by Mrs. William\n Preston Johnston. JAFL 9: 194\u2013198. 1896.\nJones Negro Myths from the Georgia Coast, by C. C.\n Jones. Boston & New York, 1888.\nJunod Les Chants et les Contes des Ba-Ronga de la Baie\n de Delagoa, by Henri A. Junod. Lausanne, 1897.\nKlunziger Upper Egypt, by Karl B. Klunziger. New York,\n 1878.\nKoch-Gr\u00fcnberg Vom Roroim zum Orinoco, by Theodor Koch-Gr\u00fcnberg,\n Berlin, 1916.\nKoelle African Native Literature, or Proverbs, Fables\n and Historical Fragments in the Kanuri or Bornu\n Language (and translation) by S. W. Koelle.\n London, 1854.\nKrug, JAFL 25, 32 Bulu Tales from Kamerun, West Africa, by Adolph\n N. Krug. JAFL 25: 106\u2013124, 1912.\nKunst, JAFL 28 Some Animal Fables of the Chuh Indians\n (Guatemala), by J. Kunst. JAFL 28: 353. 1915.\nLee, JAFL 5 Some Negro Lore from Baltimore, by Collins Lee.\n JAFL 5: 110\u2013112. 1892.\nLenz Araukanische M\u00e4rchen und Erz\u00e4hlungen, by Dr.\n Rudolf Lenz. Valparaiso, 1896.\nLenz, Estudios Estudios Araucanos, by Dr. Rudolph Lenz. Anales\n de la Universidad de Chile, Santiago de Chile\n 1895\u201397.\nMacDonald Africana, by Duff MacDonald. London, Edinburgh,\n Aberdeen, 1882.\nMason, JAFL 27 Folk-tales of the Tepecanos, by J. Alden Mason,\n edited by A. M. Espinosa, JAFL 27: 148\u2013210. 1914.\nMechling, JAFL 25 Stories from Tuxtepec, Oaxaca, by W. H. Mechling.\n JAFL 25: 199\u2013203. 1912.\nMechling JAFL 29 Stories and Songs from the Southern Atlantic\n Coastal Region of Mexico, by W. H. Mechling. JAFL\n 29: 547\u2013558. 1916.\nNassau Where Animals Talk. West African Folk-lore Tales,\n by Robert H. Nassau. Boston, 1912.\nNassau, JAFL 28 Batanga Tales. JAFL 28: 24\u201351. 1915. (Text in\n JAFL 30: 262\u2013268.)\nParsons, Andros Folk-tales of Andros Island, Bahamas, by Elsie\nIsland Clews Parsons. MAFLS 13, 1918.\nParsons, Sea Folk-lore of the Sea Islands, South Carolina, by\nIslands Elsie Clews Parsons. MAFLS 16, 1923.\nParsons, JAFL 30 Tales from Guilford County, North Carolina, JAFL\n 30: 168\u2013200. 1917.\nParsons, JAFL 30 Tales from Maryland and Pennsylvania. JAFL 30:\n 209\u2013217. 1917.\nParsons, JAFL 30 Ten Folk-tales from the Cape Verde Islands. JAFL\n 30: 230\u2013238. 1917.\nParsons FL 28, 29, The Provenience of Certain Negro Folk-tales. FL\n 30 28: 408\u2013414; 29: 206\u2013218; 30: 227\u2013234. London,\n 1917, 1918, 1919.\nParsons, JAFL 32 Folk-tales from Students in Tuskegee Institute,\n Alabama; Folk-tales from Students in the Georgia\n State College, (edited). JAFL 32: 397\u2013405. 1919.\nPenard, JAFL 30 Surinam Folk-tales, by A. P. & T. E. Penard. JAFL\n 30: 239\u2013250. 1917.\nRadin, JAFL 28 Folk-tales from Oaxaca, collected by Paul Radin,\n edited by Espinosa. JAFL 28: 390\u2013408. 1915.\nRattray Hausa Folk-lore, customs, proverbs, collected and\n transliterated, by R. S. Rattray, with a preface\n by R. R. Marett. 2 Vol. Oxford, 1913.\nRattray, Chinyanje Some Folk-lore Stories and Songs in Chinyanje, by\n R. S. Rattray, London, 1907.\nRecinos, JAFL 31 Cuentos Populares de Guatemala, by Adrian\n Recinos. JAFL 31: 472\u2013487. 1918.\nRenel Contes de Madagascar, by Charles Renel.\n Collection de Contes et de Chansons Populaires\n 37, 38, Paris, 1910.\nRivi\u00e8re Contes Populaires de la Kabylie du Djvrdjvra, by\n J. Rivi\u00e8re. Collection de Contes et de Chansons\n Populaires 4, Paris, 1882.\nSauri\u00e8re Cuentos populares araucanos y chilenos, S. de\n Sauri\u00e8re, Revista de Folklore Chileno, 7: 1\u2013282,\n Santiago de Chile, 1918.\nSchwab, JAFL 27, 32 Bulu Folk-tales, by George Schwab. JAFL 27:\n 266\u2013288; 32: 428\u2013437. 1914, 1919.\nSmiley, JAFL 32 Folk-lore from Virginia, South Carolina, Georgia,\n Alabama and Florida, by Portia Smiley. JAFL 32:\n 357\u2013383. 1919.\nSmith Brazil, the Amazons and the Coast, by Herbert\n Smith. New York, 1879.\nSteere Swahili Tales as Told by Natives of Zanzibar, by\n Edward Steere. London, 1889.\nStewart, JAFL 32 Seven Folk-tales from the Sea-islands, South\n Carolina, by Sadie E. Stewart. JAFL 32: 394\u2013396.\n 1919.\nTheal Kaffir Folk-lore, by George McCall Theal. London,\n 1882.\nTorrend Specimens of Bantu Folk-lore from Northern\n Rhodesia, by J. Torrend. London & New York, 1921.\nTremearne Hausa Superstitions and Customs, by A. J. N.\n Tremearne. London, 1913.\nTremearne, Tailed Tailed Head-hunters of Nigeria, by A. J. N.\nHead-hunters Tremearne, London, 1912.\nTremearne FL 21, 22 Fifty Hausa Folk-tales, by A. J. N. Tremearne. FL\n 21: 199\u2013215; 351\u2013365; 487\u2013503. 22: 60\u201373;\n 218\u2013228; 341\u2013348; 457\u2013473. 1910 & 1911.\nWeeks, FL 12 Stories and other Notes from the Upper Congo, by\n John H. Weeks. FL 12: 181\u2013189. 1901.\nWeeks, FL 20 Leopard in the Maise-farm; a Lower Congo\n Folk-tale. FL 20: 209\u2013211. 1909.\nZeltner Contes du Senegal et du Niger, by Fr. De Zeltner.\n Collection de Contes et de Chansons Populaires\n 40, Paris, 1913.\n\n\n\n\n3. Riddle References.\n\nAndros Island [Parsons] Riddles from Andros Island (Bahamas), by\n Elsie Clews Parsons. JAFL 30: 275\u2013277. 1917.\nArgyleshire [Maclagen] Games and Diversions of Argyleshire, by R.\n C. Maclagen. PFLS [172] 47: 179\u2013184. 1901.\nCanadian [Waugh and Canadian Folk-lore from Ontario, by F. W.\nWintemberg] Waugh and W. J. and K. H. Wintemberg. JAFL\n 31: 63\u201372; 123\u2013124; 133. 1918.\nCatalan [Briz] Endevinallas Populares Catalanas, by F. P.\n Briz. Barcelona, 1882.\nDorsetshire: Notes and Dorsetshire Riddles. Notes and Queries, 3rd\nQueries series 9: 50. 1866.\nEastern Bantu [Seidel] Geschichten und Lieder der Afrikaner, by A.\n Seidel, 176\u2013309. Berlin, 1899.\nEngland, Nursery Rhymes Nursery Rhymes of England, by J. O.\nof [Halliwell] Halliwell, Percy Society 4: 91\u201397. London\n 1842.\nEnglish: Booke of Merry Booke of Merry Riddles, by J. O. Halliwell\nRiddles [Halliwell] 1629. Literature of the Sixteenth and\n Seventeenth Centuries. London, 1851.\nEnglish: Fashionable Fashionable Puzzler or Book of Riddles,\nPuzzler selected: with remarks on riddles by Mrs.\n Barbauld. New York, 1835.\nEnglish: New Collection New Collection of Enigmas, Charades,\n Transpositions. London, 1791.\nEnglish: Popular Rhymes Popular Rhymes and Nursery Tales, by J. O.\nand Nursery Tales Halliwell. 1848.\n[Halliwell]\nEnglish: Puniana Puniana, edited by the Hon. Hugh Rowley.\n London, 1872.\nEnglish: Puzzles Old and Puzzles Old and New, by Professor Hoffman.\nNew London and New York, undated.\nEnglish: Riddler (New The Riddler: Paradoxes and Puzzles (paper).\nHaven) New Haven, 1835.\nEnglish: Riddler The Riddler. No. 4. Cornhill, Boston (paper,\n(Boston) undated).\nGuilford County Negro Riddles from Guilford County, North\n[Parsons] Carolina, by Elsie Clews Parsons. JAFL 30:\n 201\u2013207. 1917.\nHausa [Tremearne] Hausa Superstitions and Customs, by A. J. N.\n Tremearne, 58\u201360. London, 1913.\nHolme Riddles [Tupper] Holme Riddles: 1640, by Frederick Tupper.\n Publications of the Modern Language\n Association, New Series 9: 211\u2013272. 1903.\nIrish [McCall] Folk-lore Riddles: Irish and Anglo-Irish, by\n P. J. McCall. Journal of the National\n Literature Society of Ireland 1 pt. 2.\nLancashire, Notes and Household Riddles, Notes and Queries, 3rd\nQueries series, 9: 86.\nLincolnshire: Notes and Lincolnshire Riddles. Notes and Queries, 3rd\nQueries series 8: 502\u2013504. 1865.\nMexican [Boas] Notes on Mexican Folk-lore, by Franz Boas.\n JAFL 25: 227\u2013231. 1912.\nMexican [Recinos] Riddles from Mexico, by A. Recinos. JAFL 31:\n 537\u2013549. 1918.\nNandi [Hollis] The Nandi: their Language and Folk-lore, by\n A. C. Hollis, 133\u2013151. Oxford, 1909.\nNew Mexican Spanish New Mexican Spanish Folk-lore: Riddles, by\n[Espinosa] A. M. Espinosa. JAFL 28: 319\u2013352; 31:\n 363\u2013364. 1915, 1918.\nNew Orleans (Perkins) Riddles from Negro School children in New\n Orleans, La., by A. E. Perkins. JAFL 35:\n 105\u2013115.\nPennsylvania Dutch Pennsylvania German Riddles and Nursery\n[Stoudt] Rhymes, by Ino. Baer Stoudt, JAFL 19:\n 113\u2013121. 1906.\nPorto Rican [Mason] Porto Rican Folk-lore: Riddles, by J. A.\n Mason. JAFL 29: 423\u2013504. 1916.\nScotland, Popular Rhymes Popular Rhymes of Scotland, by Robert\nof [Chambers] Chambers. London and Edinburgh, 1841.\nSuaheli [Velten] Hundert Suaheli-R\u00e4tsel, by C. Velten.\n Mitteilungen des Seminars f\u00fcr Orientalische\n Sprachen zu Berlin: Afrikanische Studien\n 1\u201311. Berlin, 1904.\nSuahili [Steere] Swahili Tales as told by Natives of\n Zanzibar, by Edward Steere, 419\u2013421. London,\n 1889.\nWelsh-Gypsy [Sampson] Fifty Welsh-Gypsy Folk-riddles, by John\n Sampson. Journal of the Gypsy-lore Society\n 5: 241. 1911.\nWest Highlands Popular Tales of the West Highlands, by J.\n[Campbell] F. Campbell, 2: 406\u2013423. London, 1890.\nYorkshire: Notes and Yorkshire Riddles, by Baring Gould. Notes\nQueries and Queries, 3rd series 8: 325. 1865.\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\nNOTES.\n\n\n1. TYING TIGER.\n\nParkes heard this story in St. Ann Parish. Milne-Home, 99\u2013108, tells it\nof Anansi and \u201cLion,\u201d who takes the place of Tiger in earlier Jamaica\nstory-telling. In a famous Jamaica digging-song, the words \u201cTiger-Lion\u201d\nare coupled much as we should say \u201cJohn Smith.\u201d\n\nThe story falls into three parts. (1) A bully takes for himself the\nfood-supply of one weaker than himself, who dares not object. (2) The\nbully is tricked into allowing himself to be tied; when he is tormented\nor robbed of the food he is monopolizing. (3) He either dies, or he is\nrescued and (a) falls upon his rescuer, or (b) invites him to dinner,\nwhen he is again tricked by his first victim, who personates the animal\nwho has released him and enjoys his hospitality until detected and\npursued.\n\nCompare: Callaway, 29; 358; Theal, 110; Jacottet, 20\u201322; Dayrell,\n93\u201397; Barker, 55\u201358; Cronise and Ward, 209\u2013213; Ellis, Ewe 274;\nRattray, 2: 74\u201382; Smith, 549\u2013551; Lenz, 41; Christensen, 23\u201325;\nHarris, Nights, 327\u2013329; Friends, 21\u201323; Ernst, VBGAEU 20: 275;\nKoch-Gr\u00fcnberg, 2: 141; Sauri\u00e8re, 95\u2013100; Lenz, Estudios, 202, 210.\n\n(1) The fish-basket story occurs in Dayrell and in Barker (antelope in\na bundle). In Milne-Home, Anansi catches the fish by pretending he is\ngoing to give them new life.\n\n(2) The tying trick is variously treated. In Callaway, 29, and Theal,\nthe \u201ccannibal\u2019s\u201d hair is plaited into the thatch, in Jacottet, the\ntail; in Callaway, 358, the tail is fastened into the ground. In\nDayrell, the two play at tying each other (as in numbers 16 and 37) and\nthe weaker animal refuses to untie the stronger. In Barker, the\nstronger animal consents to be hung in order to have his teeth\nbeautifully filed. In Cronise & Ward and in the American versions\n(Harris, Christensen, Lenz, Ernst), the tying takes place under\npretence of storm, but a pretence made plausible by shaking the trees\nas if a storm were coming. In Jacottet\u2019s story, Lion, whose tail has\nbeen thatched into the hut, prays for a storm to kill his tormentor; it\ncomes and destroys Lion himself. In Koch-Gr\u00fcnberg (Taulipang), the\nstory is mixed with the motive of the support of the stone.\n\nTormenting the tied victim by throwing at him the remnants of the feast\noccurs in Theal, Cronise & Ward, Dayrell (salt and pepper). In Callaway\nand Lenz, he is severely beaten.\n\n(3) Release by \u201cWhite-ants\u201d occurs in Barker, Cronise & Ward, Smith; by\n\u201cBush-rat\u201d in Dayrell, where the story ends, as in number 12c, by the\nreleased victim falling upon his rescuer. In Milne-Home, this motive is\nalso suggested. In Ellis, \u201cBush-rat\u201d is freed by \u201cSnail.\u201d Compare\nNassau, 46, where the swollen Leopard, freed from his predicament by\nCrab, turns and eats up his rescuer. The overheard invitation occurs in\nBarker, Smith, Milne-Home.\n\n\n\n\n2. TIGER AS SUBSTITUTE.\n\nThe two episodes do not, so far as I know, occur in African\ncollections, and in American collections they belong to a single story.\n\nCompare: (Mexico), Boas, JAFL 25: 205; Parsons, Andros Island 82\u201385;\nSea Islands, 40\u201343; Edwards, 63; JAFL 30: 229; Backus, JAFL 13: 22\u201324;\nJAFL 32: 400\u2013402; Harris, Nights, 12\u201317; 179\u2013185; Uncle Remus 140\u2013145;\nHichiti Indians, JAFL 26: 214.\n\nIn Edward\u2019s and Parsons\u2019s versions, the two episodes of tying in the\ngarden and tying up while the water is scalding belong together; one is\nthe conclusion of the other. In Mrs. Parsons\u2019s version, the boy says\nwhen he finds Boukee tied in place of Rabby, \u201cO pa! de leetle man grow\nbeeg!\u201d Edward\u2019s version says, \u201cPa, dey big one here!\u201d\u2014\u201cDon\u2019t care if \u2019e\nbig one or little one, I goin\u2019 to scal\u2019 him!\u201d is the answer. In Boas\u2019s\nMexican Rabbit cycle, Rabbit is caught in a woman\u2019s chile-garden by\nmeans of the tar-baby, is hung in a net while water is heating,\npretends he is to marry, and persuades Coyote into his place. The \u201cdear\nold woman\u201d says \u201cAh! How did the Rabbit turn into a coyote?\u201d\n\nThe story is related to Grimm 8, discussed by Bolte u. Pol\u00edvka 1: 68.\nIn Boas\u2019s Mexican cycle, Rabbit escapes from Coyote by leaving him\nplaying the guitar for a marriage couple. Anansi is represented as an\naccomplished fiddler in numbers 4, 10b, 14, 15, 20, 40, 43, 44, 47b,\n93, 94, 131, 141. See numbers 1 and 21b and Boas\u2019s discussion, JAFL 25:\n248\u2013250.\n\n\n\n\n3. TIGER AS RIDING-HORSE.\n\nThe story is very common in Jamaica and presents no local variations\nfrom the form familiar in America. In Parkes\u2019s version, the \u201ctwo\nmisses\u201d become two \u201cpost-mistresses\u201d. In a version by Knight, a\nschool-master in the Santa Cruz mountains, Tacoomah is the horse and\nthe story ends, \u201cFrom that day the saddle fasten on Brer Tacoomah\u2019s\nback.\u201d Knight explained that \u201cBrer Tacoomah is a large spider with\nyellow spots and a broad back shaped like a saddle,\u201d and that the story\nwas told to explain this characteristic.\n\nOther Jamaica versions are found in Milne-Home, 51\u201363; Pamela Smith,\n17; and Wona, 19\u201323. In Wona\u2019s version, the story is made to explain\n\u201cwhy gungo-peas are always covered with Tacoomahs,\u201d a species of\nspider.\n\nCompare Parsons, Andros Island, 30 and note; Sea Islands, 53; for\ncomparative references.\n\nTremearne, FL 21:205, and Tailed-Head-Hunters, 322, tells a Hausa story\nof a Hyena who has stolen a holy man\u2019s horse. Spider offers to bring\nthe Hyena to him in its place, and persuades Hyena, under pretence of\ntaking him to a dead animal, to be saddled and bridled and ridden by\nSpider to the holy man, who then mounts Hyena and completes his\njourney.\n\nIn Ellis, Yoruba 265, Tortoise rides Elephant into town to sustain an\nidle boast.\n\nIn Smith\u2019s Brazil version, the little animal is tied on for safety, and\ntakes care to slip into a hole when he finally dismounts.\n\nIn Ernst, VBGAEU 20:277 (Venezuela), Rabbit rides Tiger across a river.\nThe story is coupled here with the murder in mid-stream.\n\n\n\n\n4. TIGER\u2019S SHEEP-SKIN SUIT.\n\nParkes heard this story in St. Ann Parish. Wona, 62\u201367, tells how\nAnansi steals Monkey\u2019s clothes and passes the theft off on \u201cBone.\u201d\n\nCompare: Tremearne, FL 21:352; Harris, Nights; 68\u201374; Parsons, Sea\nIslands, 145; JAFL 32:366.\n\nThe common theme of teaching to an unsuspecting comrade an\nincriminating song (as in Parsons, Sea Islands, 145) is here emphasized\nby a second intrigue, that of the sheep-skin suit. The idea seems\nrelated to the next number. In Wona, 30\u201336, Tacoomah puts on a\nsheep-skin and hides in the fold from which the sheep are being stolen,\nAnansi ties and accuses him because he wears the sheep-skin.\n\n\n\n\n5. TIGER CATCHING THE SHEEP-THIEF.\n\nThe story of the sheep-thief and the disguised watchman is popular in\nJamaica, especially in St. Ann Parish, and I have given three versions\nin order to show the range of variation and the persistence of the\nessential plot. I have abbreviated White\u2019s version without other change\nexcept the insertion of the incident of the misunderstood warning,\nwhich comes from another version and commonly precedes the episode of\nthe \u201crefugees in the roof.\u201d Besides these three versions, Wona has the\nstory, 30\u201336, and in Jekyll, 88, Tiger puts on a similar disguise at\nthe conclusion of Annancy and Candle-fly (see number 7).\n\nThe tale falls into three parts. (1) A flock of sheep disappear one by\none. (2) Tiger, or his equivalent, puts on the animal\u2019s skin in order\nto catch the thief. (3) The thief is caught, but escapes his captor; or\nhe provides a substitute; or he is pursued and takes refuge in the\nroof.\n\nCompare: Tremearne, 214\u2013216; Barker, 131\u2013132; Parsons, Andros Island,\n117\u2013119; Edwards, 67\u201368.\n\n(1) The witty opening of the Jamaica versions based on a compensation\nmotive (see numbers 22 and 63), in which the rascal takes advantage of\nan open-handedness common to aristocratic wealth, does not occur\noutside Jamaica. Compare Tremearne, FL 21: 213\u2013214. In Parsons, he\npleads his wife\u2019s illness; in Edwards and Barker, he is a mere thief.\nIn Barker, as in Jamaica, the story accepts the absurdity that all the\nsheep have disappeared except the last.\n\n(2) The thief-catcher is \u201chead-man\u201d in Edwards as in Jamaica; in Barker\nhe is a man who comes to town; in Wona, he is Tacoomah; in Parsons, a\nlion gets in with the sheep and is taken as the plumpest of them.\n\n(3) Barker\u2019s version has a moralizing tendency; it is the friend who\naccompanies the thief who, at a flash of lightning, detects the trap\nand escapes. In Edwards, as in version (b), the rascal shifts the\nburden to his unsuspecting accomplice and himself escapes. Edwards and\nParsons both conclude with the episode of taking refuge in the roof, as\nin version (c). For references see Parsons, 117 note 2.\n\nFor the incident of the misunderstood warning, compare: Tremearne, FL\n21: 206; Renel 2: 7, 8; Theal, 165; Harris, Nights, 82; Trowbridge,\nJAFL 9: 286.\n\nThere can be no doubt that the essential plot is a version of the\nSindibad fable of the thief among the beasts, who caught the lion by\nmistake, told in Comparetti\u2019s translation from the Portuguese in his\n\u201cResearches Concerning the Book of Sindibad\u201d, PFLS 9: 144. A rich\nherder camps beside a village at night. A prowling lion gets among the\nbeasts. A thief comes and, feeling the animals to see which is the\nplumpest, lays hands upon the lion.\n\n\n\n\n6. TIGER\u2019S BREAKFAST.\n\nFor the first breakfast trick, compare number 57a; for the second, 43.\nFor Tiger\u2019s revenge, see number 38.\n\n\n\n\n7. EGGS AND SCORPIONS.\n\nJekyll tells the same story in Annancy and Candle-fly, 86\u201389; Wona, in\nAnancy and Fire-fly, 24\u201329; Pamela Smith, in Anancy and Ginger-fly.\nMilne-Home, 35\u201339, contains the scorpion episode. Compare Tremearne FL\n21: 360.\n\nThe plot is in two parts. (1) Anansi goes on an egg-hunt at night with\nFire-fly as guide, but is deserted because of his greed. (2) He\nstumbles upon Tiger\u2019s house at night, and tries to steal back the eggs\nwhich Tiger has set Scorpions to guard. The parallel of this story with\nnumber 39 is obvious. Jekyll\u2019s version takes on elements of the\nsheep-stealing story, number 5. A Mandeville version reads much like\nMilne-Home\u2019s:\n\n\nBra Anansi an\u2019 Bra Tiger went out to go an\u2019 steal some eggs. Bra Anansi\ntook a rubber bag an\u2019 Bra Tiger took a canvas bag. When Bra Tiger bag\nfull, Bra Anansi jus\u2019 half. Bra Tiger would not wait any longer. He\nleave him an\u2019 he go away.\n\nAnansi was filling the bag, there he see a light coming, think it was\nBra Tiger an\u2019 cry out, \u201cLor\u2019, Bra\u2019r, Bra\u2019r, yo\u2019 jus\u2019 coming to meet\nme?\u201d But it wasn\u2019t Tiger; it was the man watchin\u2019 the eggs.\n\nAn\u2019 when he went up to hol\u2019 him he said, \u201cDo, sah! do, sah! don\u2019 carry\nme to massah to-night. Tie me to yo\u2019 bed-side to-night till a mawnin\u2019!\u201d\nAn\u2019 when the man was sleeping, he call to Bra Rat, \u201cBra\u2019r Rat, run come\nhere let me tell you somethin\u2019!\u201d When Bra Rat come he said, \u201cJes\u2019 loose\nme, I hev some egg here to give you!\u201d An\u2019 he loose him, he simply went\nright away,\u2014never give Bra Rat anything.\n\n\n\n\n8. TIGER\u2019S BONE-HOLE.\n\nThe popular story of the bone-hole is better in action than on paper. A\nlad in Ballard\u2019s Valley gave me a similar story of John-Crow\u2019s\nbone-hole, ending with the dash of boiling water which has rendered\nJohn-Crow permanently bald (see number 47). After dictating the story\nhe said, \u201cNow I will tell it so as to make it funny\u201d, and he proceeded\nto retell the tale in rapid dialogue, changing his voice to imitate the\nspeakers and representing in pantomime the action of eating and\nthrowing the bones, of ducking to escape them, and of playing the\nfiddle. As in this case, the dictated stories often only approximately\nrender the style of actual oral delivery.\n\nCompare Cronise and Ward, 214\u2013218. For negro ideas about the\n\u201cbone-heap\u201d see Bleek, Bushman Folk-lore, 275\u2013283.\n\n\n\n\n9. THE CHRISTENING.\n\nThe Jamaica version of this wide-spread tale (Grimm 3, discussed in\nBolte u. Pol\u00edvka, 1: 9\u201313), has no local peculiarities. Compare\nParsons, Sea Islands, 5\u20139 and references; also Frobenius 3: 13\u201316.\n\nIt consists of two parts. (1) A rascal excuses himself three times for\nleaving his companion, on the plea of a summons to a christening, in\norder to rob a tub of butter which the two hold in common. (2) By\nsmearing the innocent companion with the butter, he makes him appear\nthe guilty one.\n\nThe first part is the distinguishing feature of the tale. A stolen\nfood-supply is one of the commonest episodes in negro trickster stories\nand common tests to detect the thief occur:\u2014(a) Taking a purge to\ndetect stolen food as in Dennett, 92. (b) Jumping over a fire, as in\nHarris, Uncle Remus, 84; Nights, 253\u2013254; JAFL 30: 193; 32: 394; and\nnumbers 21 a and 36. (See Bolte u. Pol\u00edvka 1: 39). (c) Jumping over, or\nwalking, a string, as in Theal, 115; Junod, 105; Boas and Simango JAFL\n35: 193; Compare also Monk Lewis\u2019s story of the test in crossing a\nriver, 253\u2013254, illustrated in number 80.\n\nThe trick to \u201cincriminate another fellow\u201d is, regularly, to smear the\ninnocent victim with food while he sleeps. Compare: Bleek, 18;\nCallaway, 169; Theal, 93\u201397; Junod, 102; Dayrell, 53\u201354; Harris, Uncle\nRemus, 83; Parsons, Sea Islands, 8\u201314; also, Haida Indians, Swanton 113\n(Bur. of Am. Ethn. Bull. 29).\n\nThe blood-smearing of the innocent victim in Leopard\u2019s Marriage\nJourney, Nassau, 85\u201395, is a particular instance of the same motive.\nThe sheep-skin suit and the song in the mouth of the unsuspecting\nvictim, serve as witty substitutes for this common device for the\nincriminating of an innocent person by the guilty.\n\nIn Arcin, 473, the common food-supply is stored in a granary of which\nRabbit steals the key, eats the food, and scatters the remains in the\nhouse of the guardian Hyena.\n\n\n\n\n10. EATING TIGER\u2019S GUTS.\n\nThe \u201cJust so\u201d story, number 51, is another version of the diving plot,\nwhich is popular in Jamaica. Jekyll tells it, 7\u20139, in form (b).\n\nCompare: Chatelain, 205; Junod, 208; Renel, 254; JAFL 32: 395; Nights,\n373\u2013377; Parsons, Sea Islands, 40.\n\nIn all these cases, the trickster proposes diving and eats a store of\nfood while his companion is in the water. The grotesque idea of bodily\ndismemberment coupled with the diving episode, I do not find in any of\nthe parallels noted. In Parsons, Andros Island, 73, Boukee and Elephant\ngo out bird-hunting. Boukee shoots Elephant and brings him home to the\nfamily. Boukee is brought to justice because the children are overheard\nsinging,\n\n\n \u201cMe an\u2019 Mamma\u2019n Pappa\n Eat my belly full o\u2019 pot o\u2019 soup\n Bo\u2019o\u2019 Elephin got (gut), oh!\u201d\n\n\nFor the incriminating song in version (b), see number 4.\n\n\n\n\n11. THROWING AWAY KNIVES.\n\nThe story furnishes a good instance of local setting for an old tale,\nthe pine-apple being well known in Jamaica. It takes two forms, that of\nleaving behind an implement necessary for the enjoyment for some\nfood-supply, and that of throwing it away, in both cases under the\nimpression that the adviser has done the same, as in number 13.\n\nCompare, for both spoon and knife episodes, Theal\u2019s Hlakanyana cycle,\n105\u2013107; for the knife, Nassau, 85; 90; for the spoon, Chatelain, 17\n(incomplete); Tremearne, 231\u2013233. In Dayrell, 51, the abandoned\nimplement is a drinking-horn. In the Bahama versions of the same story\n(Parsons, Andros Islands, 70\u201374; Edwards, 80\u201382) the episode does not\nappear.\n\n\n\n\n12. GRACE BEFORE MEAT.\n\nThe same story is told in Jekyll, 77. For the introduction, compare\nTremearne, FL 21: 502, and many Berber trick stories, e.g. Basset 1: 1,\n3; 2: 12, 18, 76, 87. A version from Henry Spence, the Bog song leader,\nexactly follows the Aesopic model of Grimm 75 discussed in Bolte u.\nPol\u00edvka 2: 119\u2013121.\n\nDe Fox ax de cat how much trick him got. Puss say, \u201cI have one.\u201d De Fox\nsay him have ten time ten. So one day Dog start de Cat an\u2019 de Fox. So\nafter de Cat run fe de tree, never miss de tree at all, run to de top\nan\u2019 sit down look upon Fox now an\u2019 de dog. An\u2019 all de trick de Fox got,\nde Dog ketch him.\n\n\nFor Monkey\u2019s helping Tiger out of the hole and Tiger\u2019s ingratitude,\ncompare Tremearne, FL 21: 362.\n\nFor the escape by saying grace, compare: Bleek, 23; Jones, 109\u2013110;\nHarris, Nights, 152\u2013153 and see number 59b.\n\n\n\n\n13. SEEING TROUBLE.\n\nThe complete story is made up of three parts. (1) Some inexperienced\nanimal wants to know \u201cwhat trouble is\u201d. (2) The rascal gets him into\ndifficulty; (3) and helps him out again.\n\nCompare: Zeltner, 105\u2013107; Tremearne, FL 21: 499\u2013500; Jones, 107\u2013109;\nParsons, Sea Islands, 59\u201361.\n\n(1) Only Jones, Parsons and the Jamaica version (a) have the\nintroduction, which suggests the story (Grimm 4) of the lad who did not\nknow what fear was.\n\n(2) One of three plots is employed to teach wisdom. In Jones (see\nnumber 30c and Gerber\u2019s Great Russian Animal Tales, 12, 16) the rascal\ngives his victim a bull-dog in a bag and bids him let it out in an open\nfield. In Parsons, he sets on fire the deep grass in which his victim\nlies sleeping. In Zeltner, Hyena and Hare catch four lion cubs; Hare\npretends to kill his two, and Hyena follows his supposed example. In\nTremearne, Hyena and Jerboa on a wedding journey are lodged in the\ngoat-house and the fowl-house respectively. Jerboa proposes they have a\nfeast, then counsels the host to count the fowls and the goats. None of\nhis fowl are missing, but Hyena has eaten a goat. In Ferrand,\nMadagascar, 207, it is proposed to kill mothers. One pretends to, the\nother thinks it real and does it. See number 136.\n\nIn Gerber\u2019s Great Russian Animal Tales, 13, the Fox, having placed some\nchickens under her, pretends to be tearing out and eating her own\nentrails. Bear tries to do the same and kills himself.\n\n(3) The escape into a hole is very common. The usual method of rescue\nis to throw dust, pepper or spit into the eyes of the watcher at the\nhole. Compare: numbers 5c, 23, 27a, and Zeltner, 107; Nassau, 45, 46;\nSmith, 549; Harris, Uncle Remus, 52; Nights, 285; Fortier, 115; Jones,\n108; JAFL 30: 178; Parsons, Andros Island, 118 and note for references.\n\nThe \u201csweet\u201d eye-water suggests such a tale as Tremearne, FL 21: 364,\nwhere Goat smears honey upon Hyena\u2019s sinew, with which he is doing some\nmending for Lion, and by giving Lion a taste of it provokes an attack\nupon Hyena.\n\n\n\n\n14. NEW NAMES.\n\nThe trick to save a mother in time of famine from a mutual agreement of\nsacrifice to hunger, has a great vogue in Jamaica. I got two versions,\nand Pamela Smith tells it as \u201cParrot, Tiger and Anancy,\u201d 52\u201354.\n\nCompare: Dayrell, 86\u201390; Dennett, 85; Harris, Nights, 233\u2013236; 237\u2013241;\nFortier, 109; Parsons, Andros Island, 116\u2013117; JAFL 30: 230\u2013231.\n\nOnly in the Jamaica versions and in Parsons does the trick consist in\nteaching a hidden name. In P. Smith, after saving his mother by\nteaching her the new name, Anansi hides her in a tree and the story\nfollows 17 a. Dayrell, and Harris 237\u2013241, tell the tree story. In\nDennett, she is hidden in a cave, where she is discovered by treachery\nand killed. In Harris 233\u2013236, Wolf\u2019s mother is taken first to market\nand sold, and Rabbit tricks Wolf out of horses, wagon and provisions by\nthe familiar device of burying the tails; but the story is incomplete,\nas it does not explain how Anansi got out of the bargain. In Fortier,\nthe two mothers are tied, one with a rope, the other with a cob-web,\nand one mother escapes. The tying trick precedes the tail-burying in\nParson\u2019s Portuguese version, JAFL 30: 230\u2013231.\n\nIn Chatelain, 141\u2013145, four brothers-in-law refuse food to their\nbrother\u2019s wife because she does not know their names. A bird sings them\nto her as follows:\n\n\n Listen, I will tell thee;\n (One is) Tumba Sekundu;\n (One is) Tumba Sekundu Muna;\n (One is) Tumba Kaulu;\n (One is) Tumba Kaulu Muna.\n\n\nFor the hidden name theme which forms the basis of this story, see note\nto number 69.\n\n\n\n\n15. LONG SHIRT.\n\nHendrick\u2019s version of this good story is the only one I heard in\nJamaica. It has a European coloring in the speaking garment, which\nresembles the English versions of Jack and the Bean-stalk. The setting\nof the dance resembles number 4, but in this story the dance plays no\nmotivating part. For the horn as stump see Aesop, Phaedrus 2: 8. The\nconclusion is no doubt a turn of Hendrick\u2019s own, as he was fond of\nexplanatory endings and got one in whenever he could.\n\n\n\n\n16. SHUT UP IN THE POT.\n\nThis common African story is not popular in America in this form,\neither because the idea is repulsive or because it is too simple to\nmake a good story. The essential feature, that of taking turns going\ninto the pot, is employed in number 37, and resembles the playing at\ntie each other of number 1. It is used in some versions of number 98.\nIn Wona, 14\u201318, Anansi gets the animals into his pot by proposing a\nweight-testing contest.\n\nCompare: Jacottet, 12\u201314; Junod, 91; Dayrell, 36\u201337; Elmslie, FL 3:\n104\u2013105; Boas and Simango JAFL 35: 168\u2013170.\n\nIn Dayrell\u2019s version, Bat pretends to make soup by jumping into a pot\nwhich he has previously prepared with food, and persuades his companion\nto scald himself to death by imitating him. Yeats drew his play of the\n\u201cPot of Lentils\u201d from an Irish version in which a stone serves as the\nmagic means instead of the magician\u2019s person.\n\n\n\n\n17. HOUSE IN THE AIR.\n\nThe story of obtaining entrance to a hidden food-supply \u201cin the air\u201d\ntakes two general forms in Jamaica\u2014first, that in which a song serves\nas pass-word, as in the voice-softening Rapunzel plot, number 91;\nsecond, that of the lost pass, numbers 22 and 100. The lost pass takes\ntwo directions; there is either a forgotten pass-word or a destroyed\n\u201ckey.\u201d\n\nThe story is popular in Jamaica. See Jekyll, 23\u201325, Pamela Smith,\n52\u201354; Backus, JAFL 11: 288\u2013289.\n\nCompare: Dayrell, 86\u201390; Parsons, Andros Island, 5\u20137; 8\u20139; Sea Islands,\n36; Harris, Nights, 236\u2013241.\n\nVersion (a). Dayrell, Harris and Pamela Smith use the episode to\ncomplete the mother-eating story; the trickster hides his relative in a\ntree in order to evade his share of the bargain.\n\nIn Bleek, 7, 9, and Theal, 190, a trickster offers to act as carrier\nfor the Lion\u2019s prey, conveys it to a height, then pretends to draw the\nLion up with a rope but lets him fall when he is part way up.\n\nVersion (b). The version is so incomplete that its connections are\ndifficult to trace. In Chatelain, 133, when the women from Sun and Moon\nwho have come to draw water go back up to heaven on the cobweb that\nSpider has woven, Frog goes along with them to woo the daughter of Sun\nand Moon for his master. In Dennett, 74, the Spider climbs up to the\nblue vault of heaven and draws up the other animals to woo Nzambi\u2019s\ndaughter.\n\nVersions (c) and (d). In Parsons, Andros Island, 5\u20137, the trickster\nvisits some fat pea-fields in the air belonging to \u201cdose speerits which\nyou call witch people\u201d and gets a dash of hot water, as in number 1 b.\nIn version (d), the trickster himself employs the hot water in the\npopular John-crow peel-head episode with which the story concludes; see\nnumber 48. Backus\u2019s Jamaica version ends in the same fashion.\n\nThe idea of the liver as the \u201ckey\u201d to the house occurs in Chatelain,\n113. The trickster, after trying in vain to kill a monster by cutting\noff his head, gets himself swallowed and \u201cgoes to look into his hearts\n(i.e. \u201cliver\u201d and \u201cinner organs\u201d generally, says the note) whether\nthese are the keys.\u201d\n\n\n\n\n18. GOAT ON THE HILL-SIDE.\n\nThis well-known East Indian fable is common in Jamaica. Jekyll gives a\nversion, 20\u201322.\n\nCompare: Parsons, Andros Island, 88\u201389 and note for references; also\nChatelain, 189\u2013191; Junod, 123\u2013124; Edwards, JAFL 4: 52.\n\nThe ruse is one generally planned by the weak trickster for his strong\nbut dull-witted companion, as in number 23. There is a tendency to\nplace the incident among the monkeys, as in number 37. In Parsons\u2019s\nthree versions the slaughter is made among them; in Jekyll\u2019s version,\nin a second of my own from Mandeville, and in Jacottet\u2019s form, it is\nthe monkey or baboon who discovers the trick. In Tremearne, FL 21:\n209\u2013210, a bird gives warning; in Chatelain, a deer.\n\n\n\n\n19. DOG AND DOG-HEAD.\n\nThis story is told everywhere in Jamaica, but I find no African version\nand Mrs. Parsons says (JAFL 32: 391) that, although she heard it \u201cover\nand over again\u201d in South Carolina, it was altogether unknown in North\nCarolina; see Sea Islands, 1\u20135. Such a distribution argues a fairly\nmodern origin for the complete form of the story.\n\nThe story has two parts. (1) Two friends, who have, one a dog and the\nother a dog-head, go hunting, and the owner of the dog-head claims the\nspoils for his own. (2) His companion, who dares not dispute him,\nrecovers the spoils by pretending that the owner is come to punish the\ntheft.\n\nAn introduction sometimes tells how the friends come by the dog and\ndog-head. Each gets a present of a dog, but one is so greedy that he\neats his down, beginning at the tail, until only the head is left. When\nhis friend jeers at him, he makes a bet that his dog-head will catch\nthe prey. The business of deciding at which end to begin to eat the dog\nis used as a humorous episode detached from the rest of the story, the\nvictim sometimes escaping in the meantime.\n\nThe trick of claiming the cow as the prey of the dog-head may be\nrelated to such stories as that of Basset 2: 88, in which the man lays\nthe new-born calf beside his own bull and declares that the bull has\nmothered it.\n\nFor the revenge, compare Rivi\u00e8re, 11; Harris, Nights, 131\u2013132.\n\n\n\n\n20. TACOOMAH\u2019S CORN-PIECE.\n\nSee number 21.\n\n\n\n\n21. ANANSI AND THE TAR BABY.\n\nFor the distribution of the Tar-baby story in negro folk-lore and its\nrelation to negro practices compare: Boas, JAFL 25: 247\u2013250; Tremearne,\n20\u201324; Parsons, Andros Island, 12\u201313; Sea Islands, 26\u201329. For Spanish\nsee Espinosa (Cuentos populares espa\u00f1oles, Stanford University 1923,\nVol. I, p. 80.)\n\nVersion (a). Of all the devices to catch a thief, the tar-baby story is\nby far the most popular in Jamaica. Despite its conformity to negro\npractices, the uniformity of style in which the story is treated shows\nthat it is not here developed upon a naturalistic basis. On the other\nhand, the trick of the escape into the habitat does not often occur in\nJamaica, perhaps because it is more amusing when coupled with the\nfigure of Rabbit, as in 59 a. For other instances of the fire-test see\nnotes to number 9.\n\nVersion (b). Jamaica thief stories lay emphasis upon the unexpectedness\nof the thief\u2019s identity. In version (a) and in number 50, it is the\nwatchman himself who is robbing the garden. In (b) it is the intimate\nfriend. In (c) it is the father of the family. Pains are taken,\nmoreover, to divert suspicion. In number 20, Anansi establishes an\nalibi by playing all night at a dance while his gang rob the field; in\nJunod, 102, Rabbit makes his companion put him under a mortar at night\nand fasten his feet, then wriggles out of the trap and returns to it\nagain. The device in version (b) seems to be native to Jamaica.\n\nThe escape by means of a substitute is more dramatically handled than\nin Mrs. Parsons\u2019s Bahama versions, 15\u201316, but as Goat is generally a\nwary animal in Jamaica stories, the ending must be derived from the\n\u201cBoukee and Rabby\u201d cycle of the Bahama and Louisiana equivalents. For\nthe substitute theme, compare numbers 2, 4, 5b, 10b, 58.\n\nVersion (c). Compare: Bleek, 80\u201382; Cronise and Ward, 101\u2013111; Barker,\n69\u201372. For the detection of the father by the son, see\nCunnie-more-than-father, number 23.\n\n\n\n\n22. INSIDE THE COW.\n\nAccording to Mrs. Parson\u2019s analysis in Andros Island, 2\u201310, the story\nof the lost pass takes four forms: (1) across water, (2) inside a tree,\n(3) to the sky, (4) inside the cow. To all these passages, a magic pass\nis attached, and either a violated prohibition or a forgotten pass-word\ntraps the intruder until the master of the place appears.\n\nIn Jamaica, the story is very popular. (1) occurs in numbers 7, 39, 58,\nout of which, however, the pass-word has dropped; (2) is wanting; (3)\nis found in number 17; (4) appears in numbers 6 and 38 and in a number\nof current versions which contain the episode of cutting meat from\ninside the cow, but lack the other elements of the story.\n\nFor the pattern of Parkes\u2019s story, which falls into five parts,\ncompare: Tremearne, 257\u2013260; Ellis, Yoruba, 271; Barker, 81\u201384; Cronise\nand Ward, 231\u2013238; Nassau, 35\u201337; 202\u2013207; Fortier, 31; 111; Harris,\nUncle Remus, 166\u2013168; Christensen, 108; Edwards, 77; Parsons, Andros\nIsland, 2\u201310; Rattray, 2: 88.\n\n(1) The trickster discovers food in a neighbor\u2019s possession in\nTremearne, Nassau, 203, Fortier, 31, Harris, Christensen, Edwards,\nParsons, 3, 4, 27.\n\n(2) His impatience leads him to create a \u201cmock sunrise.\u201d In Tremearne,\nhe burns the roof; in Christensen, he sets a tree on fire; in Ellis, he\nsimulates the cock-crowing; in Barker, he makes the children rattle\ntheir spoons and sweep the floor.\n\nIn Parkes\u2019s version, Anansi wakens at the cow-boy\u2019s bell, and the\nreference to the \u201criver-side\u201d connects the story with the crossing\nwater variant. As in Cronise and Ward, after learning the trick from\nhis friend, he goes off alone for a supply without calling his\nneighbor.\n\nIn Jones, 11\u201314, and Harris, Friends, 6\u201311, the Sun promises to find\nfood for the hungry Hawk if he can ever catch him in bed. When Rooster\nfinally wakes Hawk in time to catch the Sun, the angry lord gives Hawk\npermission to catch chickens.\n\n(3) In cutting the meat from inside the cow, in spite of warning he\ncuts a vital organ in Nassau, Cronise and Ward, Harris, Fortier,\nParsons, 9; and numbers 17c and 17d of this collection.\n\nIn Fortier, 31 (see number 7), instead of taking one egg from each nest\nas bidden, he takes all. In Ellis, he forgets the pass-word.\n\n(4) When the owner of the dead cow comes to cut it up, the trickster\nhides in some organ, which the owner\u2019s daughter takes to the brook to\nwash. He jumps out, pretends that he was in the brook bathing,\ncomplains of the insult and gets the cow as damages. So Cronise and\nWard, Nassau, Edwards. In Tremearne, he gets a whole elephant for\nhimself.\n\n(5) He carries the cow away into a lonely place in order to enjoy the\nwhole, and Dry-head gets it away from him; see numbers 29, 30. The\nepisode does not occur in other versions. In Cronise and Ward, he gets\nthree cows by means of the tail in the ground trick. In Harris, he is\ngiven his companion\u2019s head, who gets shut up with him and upon whom he\nhas laid the blame of killing the cow.\n\n\n\n\n23. CUNNIE-MORE-THAN-FATHER.\n\nParkes gave me the only version of this admirable story that I found in\nJamaica and I did not find it in this form in other American\ncollections. The essential idea is that of repeated attempts by a\nparent to turn over to an enemy an adroit child, who each time outwits\nhis would-be captor. The plot is common in Africa. In Rattray,\nChinyanje, 133\u2013136; Torrend, 183\u2013185; Junod, 158\u2013163, a woman steals\nfrom a monster, who demands her unborn child in compensation. After his\nbirth, the monster comes for his prey. The parent attempts to beguile\nthe child into his hands by sending him to fetch something from the\nplace where the monster lies concealed. Each time the child escapes.\nFinally the child climbs a tree and throws down fruit (Torrend and\nJunod) or wood (Rattray) into the open mouth of his enemy, thus choking\nand killing him.\n\nFor a similar sequence of attempts to entrap a weaker enemy, compare\nthe Coyote and Rabbit cycle from Mexico, Boas, JAFL 25: 205, 236, 246,\nand 260 referring to Preuss; and two versions of the same story by\nMechling, JAFL 25: 201\u2013202.\n\nParkes\u2019s version includes five episodes, three of which belong to the\nregular cycle; the first and the last are indeterminate.\n\n(1) The child proves too clever for the parent. Barker, 24, says,\n\u201cAnansi is the Spider, and with him is generally associated his son,\nKweku Tsin.\u201d Stories about the two bring out the superior wit of the\nson and the jealousy of the father. Compare numbers 19, 21 c, 24 in\nthis collection.\n\nIn the African stories cited above, the motive for seeking to entrap\nthe child is one of compensation for stolen food. In the Mexican cycle,\nthe dull-witted strong animal has been made to suffer punishment for a\nstolen food-supply, in place of the real thief. In Jamaica, the child\u2019s\nexposure of a hidden food-supply is used as the motive.\n\nThe story of the yam\u2019s hidden name is universally known and enjoyed in\nJamaica. It belongs to the group of hidden-name stories discussed under\nnumber 69. See Milne-Home, 56\u201357, De Affassia, and compare Musgrave,\n53\u201354.\n\n(2), (3). The child first sticks a fire-stick into the pepper-bush\nbehind which his enemy lies in wait, then throws bags of ants into his\nface as he waits under a cocoanut tree.\n\nIn the African and Mexican parallels, the trickster throws down\nfruit,\u2014prickly-pears in Mexico. In every case, two fruits are thrown\nharmlessly, then the fatal fruit. Compare Parsons, Andros Island, 40.\nIn Georgia, Backus, JAFL 13: 22\u201323, pepper is the missile. In Nassau,\n25\u201330, bags of ants and pepper are thrown to detect the pretended dead.\nThis may be related to the bee trick in the Mexican cycle. In the\nJamaica episode of the \u201crefugees in the roof,\u201d numbers 5 c and 27,\nafter the wife and children have dropped and been devoured, Anansi\npuffs dust into the pursuer\u2019s eyes and escapes. Dust is thrown in\nParsons, Sea Islands, 54, and in other instances in the same\ncollection.\n\n(4) For the episode of detecting a hidden enemy by calling upon the\nplace where he is hidden to speak, compare Steere, 377; Rattray, 134;\nRenel 2: 92, 93; Fortier, 110; Harris, Friends, 143\u2013146; and Boas\u2019\nMexican cycle, JAFL 25: 208 and reference, note page 248.\n\n(5) For the trick of changing places in the coffin and the pretended\npastures under sea, compare 107, 108.\n\n\n\n\n24. THE DUCKANO TREE.\n\nTacoomah in this tale plays the part of Cunnie-more-than-father of the\npreceding as a spy to discover a hidden food-supply. It is a very\npopular Jamaica story, told by Milne-Home, 120\u2013124; Wona, 62\u201366; Pamela\nSmith, 78.\n\nCompare Edwards, 79; Dayrell, 26\u201328.\n\nThe story has three parts. (1) The son by means of a trail of ashes\ndiscovers a hidden food supply. (2) He takes all but one fruit and\ncharms that so that his father cannot pick it. (3) Dog picks it up and\nswallows it, is pursued, discovered by his eyes in the ground, and the\nstolen fruit is squeezed out of him, thus causing the \u201csink places\u201d in\nhis two sides.\n\n(1) For the trail of ashes compare Barker, 51\u201354; Arcin, 478; Dayrell,\n27; Nassau, 204, 141, 155; Harris, Friends, 15\u201320.\n\n(2) In Dayrell\u2019s story of The King\u2019s Magic Drum, the king gives\nTortoise a tree which bears foo-foo once a year and drops foo-foo and\nsoup once a day, but will lose the power if visited twice. The son\nfollows and breaks the spell. The Kaffir \u201cIron John\u201d story of The Bird\nthat made milk (Callaway, 99\u2013104; Theal, 29\u201339), is the story of a\nfood-producing animal trapped by the father and let loose by the son.\n\nIn Barker, Anansi, to punish men, gets the wisdom of the world sealed\nup in a jar and attempts to hide it away from everyone but himself in\nthe top of a tall tree. His son, Kweku Tsin, follows him to the tree\nwhere he is hiding it, and, in his anger, Anansi lets the jar fall and\nbreak.\n\n(3) In Theal, 158\u2013168, a man whose greed in hiding a food-supply from\nhis family has been discovered and punished, calls upon his dogs to aid\nhim. Later his son escapes from the cannibals by slipping into a hole.\n\n\n\n\n25. FOOD AND CUDGEL.\n\nThe first form of this story is very common in Jamaica. It is told by\nPamela Smith, Candoo, 28\u201330; Wona, Do-mek-I-see, 9\u201318. The introductory\ntrick is generally told as an independent witticism.\n\nCompare: Basset 11, 93\u201395; 102; Barker, 39\u201344; Dayrell, 20\u201328; Parsons,\nAndros Island, 141 and note for further references. See Grimm 36, The\nWishing Table, the Gold-ass, and the Cudgell in the Sack, discussed in\nBolte u. Pol\u00edvka, 2: 336\u2013361.\n\n\n\n\n26. THE RIDDLE.\n\nHendricks called this riddle test a \u201cNansi story,\u201d although another\nwhich he told me,\u2014that of bringing water in a basket by daubing the\nbasket with clay\u2014he said was \u201cnot exactly a Nansi story.\u201d\n\n\n\n\n27. ANANSI AND BROTHER DEAD.\n\nThe story of \u201cBrother Dead\u201d is one of the best known of Jamaica\nstories. Trowbridge, 282, says Death is looked upon as Anansi\u2019s\nbrother. \u201cAnansi fool \u2019em all; nobody can fool Anansi, only Bredder\nDead,\u201d old Forbes said at the end of a trick story. Every Jamaica\ncollection includes a version. See Jekyll, 31\u201334; Milne-Home, 40\u201341;\nTrowbridge, JAFL 9: 286\u2013287; Pamela Smith, 69\u201370; Wona, 73\u201377. For\nother references, compare Parsons, Andros Island, 117\u2013119 and note 2,\npage 117.\n\nThe story turns upon Anansi\u2019s stealing from Death\u2019s provision field, as\nin 17b. All the versions except Wona\u2019s version end with the episode of\n\u201crefugees in the roof,\u201d as in number 5c; an episode related to the\nfruit-dropping or dust-blinding incident as a means of getting rid of a\nstrong enemy who is lying in wait for a weaker; as in numbers 13c, 23.\n\nIn Wona\u2019s version, which has retained a European underworld coloring,\nAnansi passes fields of fat cattle and comes finally to the city of\nDeath. He greases the hinges of the gate with the fat of the sheep he\nhas killed out of Death\u2019s flocks, and when he flees, the gate opens for\nhim. Nevertheless, the shadow of death jumps upon his back. He asks\nvarious friends to take it off, and finally succeeds in throwing it to\nearth; later he picks and eats callalu (Jamaica greens) from the spot\nwhere it fell. This latter part of the story is the \u201cDry-head\u201d episode\nof numbers 22 and 30.\n\nIn the ordinary Jamaica version, the comedy of getting the food,\nbringing the wife, attempting Death\u2019s destruction, take the place of\nthe underworld detail. Another Maroon version begins:\n\n\nAnansi get a daughter he call Mat, an\u2019 he go to a place where he was\nhunting an\u2019 see a man sitting down all day sharpening pegs. Anansi go\nan\u2019 say \u201cMorning, Brar Dead!\u201d Not a \u2019peak, only keep on work all a\ntime. He go up on his lof\u2019 have lots of dry meat, an\u2019 he tek as much\nan\u2019 carry it down an\u2019 bile his food. Anansi don\u2019 walk where rope is set\nagainst de water, walk a different pass.\n\n\nAfter Anansi has left his daughter with Dead, the story runs:\n\n\nHim daughter want water, say, \u201cBrar Dead, want water.\u201d Not a answer.\nHim follow de pass an\u2019 go down to whe\u2019 de water deh; an\u2019 him drop in\nBrar Dead\u2019s rope an\u2019 he catch him. An\u2019 Dead run down an\u2019 tek him off de\nstick an\u2019 lick him.\u2014\u201cBrar Dead, I\u2019m yo\u2019 wife! yo\u2019 wife, Brar Dead! Don\u2019\nkill me! don\u2019 kill me!\u201d Don\u2019 hear a word, not a word. Kill him an\u2019 cut\nhim up an\u2019 carry him put him up in lof\u2019, mek fire under him, dry him.\n\n\nIn Trowbridge, Death is a loquacious planter and the story runs like\nany thieving plot. In the Maroon version the figure of \u201cBrother Dead\u201d\ncorresponds with that of the \u201cPiercer of Souls\u201d or the \u201cfisherman\u201d in\nAmerican Indian stories of the trickster\u2019s visit to the underworld,\ne.g. Relation de la Nouvelle France, 1636, p. 106; Petitot, Traditions\nIndiennes des D\u00e9n\u00e9 Dinj\u00e9, p. 33. The American Indian fisherman is\nspearing or angling for fish; the Jamaica figure of Death is trapping\ngame. Both tricksters make their way in by avoiding Death\u2019s trap.\n\nThe incident of tying Death\u2019s hair in order to burn him up corresponds\nto the hair-plaiting in Callaway, 29, and Theal, 110, where the\ntrickster sets fire to the hut and burns up his host.\n\nVersion (b) shows a simpler handling of similar incidents.\n\n\n\n\n28. BROTHER DEAD AND THE BRINDLE PUPPY.\n\nThe second story of \u201cBrother Dead\u201d is mixed up with obeah beliefs and\nit is hard to tell where the pattern ends and improvisation begins.\nBrother Dead, like the sorcerer, evidently sends a shadow in the shape\nof a brindled pup to pursue and catch Anansi. The song, meanwhile,\nplays a part in the conjuring. Words and tune are African. The old\nMaroon who gave me the trap-setting picture of \u201cBrar Dead\u201d quoted in\nthe note to the last number, concluded as follows:\n\n\n\u201cWhen he (Dead) ketch to a cross-path, tek him lance an\u2019 see one little\nmaugre dog into a hole an\u2019 dig him out an\u2019 say to de puppy, \u2018Ai! Brar,\nfo\u2019 kitty a shall man bra!\u2019 If he had caught Anansi, he would kill\nAnansi.\u201d\n\n\nI was unable to get an explanation of the sorcerer\u2019s phrase.\n\nCompare, for the guardian dog, the story of Sarah Wintun by Lewis, 291,\nand see number 72. Jamaica sorcerers send a helping spirit in animal\nform to work their revenge.\n\n\n\n\n29. THE COWITCH AND MR. FOOLMAN.\n\nThe very popular Jamaica story of the \u201ccowitch tree\u201d is here combined\nwith another equally popular story. (1) Anansi wins a bet to fell a\ntree in a cowitch property without scratching himself. (2) He loses the\nreward by being out-tricked by another fellow whom he has himself hoped\nto dupe and who pretends that the cow has sunk into the ground all but\nits tail.\n\nThe story occurs in Pamela Smith, 75\u201377; Milne-Home, 89\u201390; and a\nconfused version in Jekyll, 29\u201330. Compare also number 52.\n\n(1) The cowitch idea seems to be late Jamaican. In P. Smith, Anansi\npicks cocoa-nuts in spite of ants and wasps and gets a cow as reward.\nIn Milne-Home, he cuts down the tree without brushing off ants, and\ngets the king\u2019s daughter. In number 52, Toad succeeds in cutting down\nthe tree the chips of which return magically to their place, and wins\nthe king\u2019s daughter. Generally outside Jamaica, the reward is the\nking\u2019s daughter and the difficulty arises from stinging insects or from\na useless weapon.\n\nCompare Barker, 159\u2013161; Tremearne FL 21: 353\u2013354; Lenz, 31\u201332; Harris,\nNights, 216\u2013222 and note to 222; Jones, 17; Parsons, Sea Islands, 3.\n\nIn Barker, the king promises an elephant to the man who can cut down a\ntree with a wooden axe. Anansi conceals a steel axe and calls the\nwatcher\u2019s attention to various animals at a distance while he uses it.\n\nIn Harris, Wolf forbids his daughter to all wooers who slap at\nmosquitos. Rabbit wins her by describing where his grandfather was\nspeckled.\n\nIn Jones, the king will give his daughter to Wolf or Rabbit, whichever\nwill endure the sand-fly longest without slapping it. Rabbit wins by\ndescribing the colors on his father\u2019s horse.\n\nIn Tremearne, the task is to remove a heap of manure without either\ntaking food or spitting, and Spider conceals in his quiver the means to\nfulfil these needs unsuspected. The story ends as in number 44.\n\nIn Lenz, the tree is to be chopped down with a single stroke by the one\nwho wants to marry the daughter.\n\nThe test theme of the tree-chopping is familiar to European story. In\nGrimm, 79, the boy has to hew down a tree with a blunt axe as one of\nthe tasks set by the Water-nix; see Bolte u. Pol\u00edvka 2: 140\u2013146. In\nGrimm 193, the Drummer has to hew down the tree with an axe of lead and\nwedges and mallet of tin; see Bolte u. Pol\u00edvka 3: 406\u2013417. The idea of\nstinging insects or plants as a test of self-control seems to be\nAfrican and may be suggested by such ceremonial initiations into\nmanhood as are described by Hollis, The Nandi, 54.\n\nIn Jamaica, the reward of self-control is not a wife but a cow. This\nthe winner desires to eat entirely by himself. The \u201cwhole cow\u201d theme so\npopular in Jamaica, occurs in 19, 22, 30, and in 6, 7, 11, 21, 23, 24,\n25, 34, 39, 132 of this collection, the story turns upon a trick to\nsecure the whole of a common food-supply.\n\nThe Foolman episode is told by Milne-Home, 109\u2013113, of Anansi\u2019s wife\nand \u201cQuanqua.\u201d\n\nIn P. Smith, the very popular \u201cDry-head\u201d episode accounts for the loss\nof the cow, as in numbers 22 and 30.\n\nIn Barker, Anansi intends to get the cow to himself, but he loses it by\nthe trick of stealing the tied animal. See Parsons, FL 28: 411\u2013413.\n\nFor the trick of tails in the ground, compare Harris, Nights, 234\u2013236;\n247\u2013258; Uncle Remus, 101\u2013103; Christensen, 89\u201390; JAFL 26: (Hitchiti\nIndians) 215\u2013216; (General) 30: 228; (Cape Verde) 230; 31: (Guatemala)\n474; 32: (Virginia) 368; (Georgia) 403.\n\n\n\n\n30. DRY-HEAD AND ANANSI.\n\nThe \u201cDry-head\u201d episode is very popular in Jamaica. From Jekyll\u2019s\nversion, 48\u201349, I have corrected my version 30c as Johnson gave it and\nmade Dry-head, not Anansi, the victim of the bag trick. Johnson was not\na reliable informant. Other Jamaica versions occur in Pamela Smith,\n75\u201376, as the conclusion to the \u201ccowitch\u201d story, and in Wona, 44\u201350.\n\nThe story falls into three parts. (1) Anansi pretends that he is about\nto die unless he has the whole of a fat barrow to himself. (2) He\ncarries it away into the woods to eat and inadvertently picks up\nDry-head, who devours the whole. (3) He invents an expedient to get rid\nof Dry-head.\n\nCompare Surinam, JAFL 30: 244\u2013246; Madagascar, Renel 2: 1\u20132; 57\u201359;\nKaffir, Theal, 158\u2013162; Upper Congo, Weeks FL 12: 82\u201383; West African,\nTremearne, FL 22: 61\u201363; Barker, 66; Cronise and Ward, 287\u2013290;\nRattray, 2: 106\u2013122.\n\n(1) Rattray\u2019s Hausa version is identical with the Jamaican. The Surinam\nstory lacks the Dry-head ending. In the Madagascar and Congo stories,\nthe trick turns upon pretending that a spirit warns the wife against\npoison if she partakes of her husband\u2019s food. In Theal, Kenkebe visits\nhis father-in-law in time of famine, is feasted on an ox and given bags\nof corn, which he conceals. Compare numbers 21 c, 23, 24, 25, and 29.\n\n(2) A Masai story (Hollis, 15) tells of two brothers who are given a\nbullock to slaughter. They carry it to \u201ca place where there was no man\nor animal, or bird, or insect, or anything living,\u201d and a devil puts\nthem to much inconvenience. The pursuit of Anansi by the shadow of\nDeath, in the Wona version of 27, has already been referred to in the\nDry-head episode. In Barker, 81\u201384, the stolen flour-producing stone\nwhich Anansi is carrying off, sticks to his head and grinds him to\npieces, as referred to in the note to number 22.\n\nIn Theal, Kenkebe\u2019s wife and son hide themselves behind the rock which\nconceals his secret store, and push over a stone which pursues him as\nfar as his own house.\n\nIn Barker, 66, the king gives to the greedy man a box so enchanted that\nit can never be put down.\n\nIn Sac and Fox Indian tales, JAFL 15: 177, the monster-killing twins\nbring home a rock which sticks upon their backs until they carry it to\nits place again.\n\nIn the Ojibway Nanabushu cycle, Jones, Pub. Eth. Soc. 1: 117\u2013127,\nNanabushu is cooking a deer. The branches of the tree creak and he gets\nup to grease them and is caught and hung there. Meanwhile, the wolves\ncome and eat up the deer. He finally escapes, discovers that the brains\nof the deer are still left in the deer-skull, transforms himself into a\nsnake and crawls into the head. Turning too quickly back into human\nshape, he gets caught with the skull fast to his head and has to carry\nit about with him until he manages to break it against a rock.\n\n(3) The regular Jamaica conclusion of the Dry-head episode seems to be\nthe Aesopic one in which a bird carries him in air and drops him, not\nagainst a rock but, in Jekyll, \u201cin the deepest part of the woods;\u201d in\nversion (c), \u201cin a sea-ball.\u201d In another version not printed here,\nAnansi takes in an old man because he has some food with him; but when\nthe food gives out, the man \u201cbecome a Dry-head on him,\u201d and Anansi puts\nhim off on Tacoomah, who leaves him by the sea so that a wave comes up\nand drowns him. In version (a) Anansi burns him up. Version (b) is a\nwitticism in the same class as \u201cDry-head and the Barber\u201d in this\ncollection.\n\nIn Pamela Smith\u2019s version, Anansi shoots the bird who is doing him the\nfavor of carrying off Dry-head. See note to number 70 and compare P.\nSmith, 59\u201364, in which Tiger, pursued by the \u201cNyams,\u201d begs one animal\nafter another to hide him, but always lets his presence be known.\nFinally, when Goat kills the \u201cNyams,\u201d he eats Goat with the \u201cNyams.\u201d\n\nIn Dorsey, The Pawnee, 126, and Traditions of the Arikara, 146\u2013148,\nCoyote, pursued by a Rolling Stone, takes refuge with the Bull-bats and\nis defended by them. In the Pawnee version, he later insults his\nrescuers.\n\n\n\n\n31. THE YAM-HILLS.\n\nThe yam-hill story is very common in Jamaica. Parkes learned it in\nKingston. Pamela Smith tells it, page 59 and JAFL 9: 278. Sometimes a\nsong accompanies the story. The number of Yam-hills varies.\n\nCompare Cronise and Ward, 167\u2013171; Parsons, Andros Island, 109.\n\nThe story depends upon the idea that it is unlucky to reveal to others\na marvel one has seen oneself, or to repeat certain taboo words. A lad\nin the Santa Cruz mountains explained the taboo by saying that Anansi\nhad \u201csix\u201d legs. Another said that Anansi\u2019s mother\u2019s name was \u201cSix.\u201d So\nin Pamela Smith (JAFL 9: 278), the Queen\u2019s name is \u201cFive.\u201d Compare\nRivi\u00e8re, 177; Krug, JAFL 25: 120; Schwab, JAFL 32: 437, and the next\ntwo numbers in this collection.\n\n\n\n\n32. THE LAW AGAINST BACK-BITING.\n\nParkes learned this story on board ship coming from Africa. It is\ncommon in Jamaica, and the wit by which the revenge is effected seems\nto be an individual invention, as it varies from story to story. In\nJunod\u2019s Ba-ronga version (156\u2013158), Piti, the fool, amuses himself by\nthe roadside instead of going to herd cattle. Everyone who reproaches\nhim falls dead. Later he restores his victims to life by means of fire.\n\n\n\n\n33. FLING-A-MILE.\n\nJekyll, 152\u2013155, has a good version of this very popular Jamaica story.\n\nCompare the Bulu tales, Schwab, JAFL 27: 284\u2013285; 32: 434.\n\nIn JAFL 27, Turtle sets a trap and by pretending to teach other animals\nwho come along one by one how to use it, he catches one victim after\nanother until he is himself caught.\n\nIn JAFL 32, Pangolin offers to initiate the animals one by one and\nmakes them climb a tree and jump upon a concealed rock, which kills\nthem. Turtle finally circumvents the trick.\n\nIn a Jamaica version collected in Mandeville, Anansi holds a butchering\nat a place where there is a tree which seizes any person who leans\nagainst it and flings him upon a lance which Anansi has set up.\n\n\n\n\n34. BUT-BUT AND ANANSI.\n\nThe very popular story of Butterfly\u2019s revenge is a somewhat obscured\nversion of an old theme\u2014the Jataka story of The Quail\u2019s Friends,\nFrancis and Thomas, 247\u2013250. Compare Steel-Temple, Wide Awake Stories,\n184; Gerber, Great Russian Animal Tales, Pub. Mod. Lang. Asso. of Am.\n6: No. 2: 19\u201320; Grimm 58, The Dog and the Sparrow, discussed in Bolte\nu. Pol\u00edvka 1: 515\u2013519.\n\nThough common to-day, the story seems to be of comparatively late\nintroduction. Old Edwards, over eighty, heard it when he was \u201cripe.\u201d\nCompare Tremearne, 231.\n\n\n\n\n35. TUMBLE-BUG AND ANANSI.\n\nThe story of Tumble-bug\u2019s revenge is even more common than the last\nnumber. In Wona, 51\u201355, Tumble-bug is carrying butter and Anansi only\nlard. Anansi proposes that they put their loads together, sees that\nTumble-bug\u2019s is at the bottom, and makes the ruling in order that he\nmay get the butter and Tumble-bug the lard. Compare number 46 and the\nopening episode of the last number.\n\nThe revenge story is recent. In Wona, Tumble-bug suffers further at\nAnansi\u2019s hands.\n\nIn Tremearne, FL 21: 213\u2013214, Tortoise and Spider have a bull in\ncommon; Tortoise eats the liver and Spider claims in compensation the\nwhole bull. Tortoise pretends dead and frightens Spider, who thinks it\nis a spirit and gives him everything.\n\n\n\n\n36. HORSE AND ANANSI.\n\nFor the trick of sending after fire in order to enjoy the whole of a\ncommon store compare Koelle, 166\u2013167; Tremearne, 255, 263; Hartt, 34;\nHarris, Friends, 79\u201380; Nights, 282\u2013284; Christensen, 89; Georgia, JAFL\n32: 403.\n\nFor the trick of leaving the knife or the spoon behind, see number 11\nin this collection.\n\nFor the fire-test see 21a and note to number 9.\n\nIt is clear, from the picture drawn of Horse as he starts for the Fire,\nthat the story-teller thinks of the actors in the story as animals,\neven when he shows them behaving like human beings.\n\n\n\n\n37. ANANSI IN MONKEY COUNTRY.\n\nMrs. W. E. Wilson (Wona) thinks that the second version of the story,\ntold by Jekyll, 70\u201372, is not a true negro form, because of the great\nrespect in which Jamaica negroes hold the rites of the established\nchurch.\n\nCompare Cronise and Ward, 133\u2013145; Fortier, 24\u201327.\n\nAs a device for getting victims cooked and eaten, the story is related\nto numbers 16 and 38 in this collection.\n\n\n\n\n38. CURING THE SICK.\n\nIn Parkes\u2019s version, the substitution of the human for the fish victim\nnot only spoils the wit of the story but obscures its relation to the\nstory of Anansi\u2019s visit to fish-country as it appears in number 39. The\nidentity of the two is proved by the structure of the story, which\nfalls into two parts. (1) Anansi, pretending to cure a sick relative,\neats her instead. (2) The mule offers to avenge her and plays dead\noutside Anansi\u2019s door; when he attempts to make use of her for food,\nshe drags him into the water and drowns him, as in number 6.\n\nFor (1) compare Cronise and Ward, 226\u2013230, where Rabbit pretends to\ncure Leopard\u2019s children and eats them up; Nassau, 125\u2013126, where\nTortoise pretends to bring children out of Crocodile\u2019s hundred eggs,\nand eats them all.\n\n(2) In Parsons\u2019s Portuguese negro story, JAFL 30: 231\u2013235, Lob escapes\nfrom the island where the indignant birds have abandoned him, by\nbribing Horse-fish to carry him across. He promises to pay her well,\nbut abandons the horse-fish as soon as he touches shore. She remains\nweeping on the shore. Lob thinks her dead and starts to cut her up. She\ndrags him into the sea and drowns him. There are small touches in the\nstory which prove its identity with the Jamaica version. When Lob\u2019s\nwife weeps, Lob says, \u201cShe is just playing with me, she is not going to\ndo anything.\u201d In Parkes\u2019s story, Anansi says to the mule who is\ndragging him into the sea, \u201cA little fun me mak wid you, no mean i\u2019.\u201d\nIn both Jamaica versions, Mule turns Anansi over to the vengeance of\nthe fishes; in the Portuguese, he is drowned.\n\nIn Jekyll, 135\u2013137, an old lady meddles with a jar she has been told\nnot to touch and which, as soon as she gets her hand in, drags her to\nthe sea and drowns her.\n\nIn Jekyll, 125, \u201cCousin Sea-mahmy\u201d makes his son Tarpon carry Anansi to\nshore, and Anansi gets him into the pot by the trick of taking turns\nweighing each other, as in number 16.\n\nIn Pamela Smith, 44\u201346, Anansi eats the sick mother under pretence of\ncure, and bribes Dog to carry him across the river, but there is no\nvengeance; Dog himself is swallowed by Crocodile.\n\n\n\n\n39. ANANSI, WHITE-BELLY AND FISH.\n\nJekyll, 129\u2013131, and Milne-Home, 35\u201339, have excellent versions of this\nvery popular Jamaica story, which, in its full form, is made up of four\nepisodes. (1) The birds take Anansi across the water to their\nfeeding-place where, because of his bad behavior, they abandon him. (2)\nAnansi visits Fish and claims relationship. Fish tests him with a cup\nof hot pop, which he cools in the sun under pretence of heating it\nhotter. (3) He is lodged for the night with a box of eggs, all of which\nhe eats but one; and when called upon to count the eggs, brings Fish\nthe same one every time, after wiping off the mark. (4) Fish sends her\nchildren to row him home. He fools them out of heeding her call when\nshe discovers the loss of the eggs. Once on shore, he fries and eats\nthe children.\n\nCompare Tremearne, 265\u2013266; Head-hunters, 324\u2013326; Rattray, 2: 88\u2013104;\nParsons, Portuguese negroes, JAFL 30: 231\u2013235; Andros Island, 2\u20133.\n\n(1) The episode of the birds\u2019 feeding-place is to be compared with that\nof Fire-fly and the egg-hunt, number 7, and with the visit \u201cinside the\ncow,\u201d number 22. In the Portuguese version, the birds take Lob to a\ndance and he sings insulting songs because there is no feast.\n\n(2) The test of relationship occurs in Jekyll and in Tremearne,\nHead-hunters. It belongs to the same class of boasts as those of the\nClever Tailor in Grimm 20 and 183.\n\n(3) In Milne-Home, the scorpion trick is employed to guard the eggs, as\nin number 7, and Anansi complains of \u201cfleas\u201d biting him. The episode is\nlacking in Jekyll.\n\nIn Tremearne, Head-hunters, when Spider breaks the egg-shells, the\nchildren cry out to know what is the matter and Spider says he is\nhiccoughing.\n\nThe egg-counting trick generally occurs in a different connection. The\ntrickster visits Tiger\u2019s house, eats all the cubs but one, and counts\nthat one many times. Compare Callaway, 24\u201327; MacDonald 1: 55\u201356; Theal\n111; Jacottet, 40\u201345; Rattray, Chinyanje, 137\u2013138; Harris, Nights,\n346\u2013348.\n\n(4) In Jekyll, Anansi visits \u201cSea-mahmy,\u201d who is a mermaid, and her\nson, \u201cTrapong,\u201d or tarpon, takes him home. In Milne-Home, \u201cAlligator\u201d\nis host; a \u201cboatman\u201d the ferryman. Lob gets \u201caunt\u201d sea-horse to carry\nhim to shore. In my Jamaica versions, the sons are the ferrymen and are\ngenerally cooked and eaten at the other end. The misinterpreted call\noccurs in all Jamaica versions and in Tremearne, Head-hunters. In the\nLob story, Lob mutters an insult; when asked to repeat his words, he\ndeclares that he has merely praised the sea-horse\u2019s swimming; compare\nParsons, Sea Islands, 54\u201356. For the fate of the ferryman, see also\nnote to number 38 and compare Anansi\u2019s treatment of Rat in the note to\nnumber 7.\n\n\n\n\n40. GOAT\u2019S ESCAPE.\n\nThe story of Goat\u2019s Escape is a favorite in Jamaica. See Milne-Home,\n58\u201360; 65\u201366. It falls into two parts. (1) Goat and Dog are pursued and\nDog escapes over a river which Goat cannot cross. (2) Goat transforms\nhimself into a stone, which the pursuer himself throws across the\nriver. The introduction to the flight varies but (2) remains constant.\n\nCompare: Jacottet, note page 262; Parsons, Andros Island, 103 and note;\nJones, 121\u2013123; 133\u2013136.\n\nVersion (a). Compare Jones, and Milne-Home, 58\u201360.\n\nVersion (b). In Jekyll, 46\u201347, Puss gives the rats a ball and only\nthose members of the family escape who attend to little Rat\u2019s warning,\nfor he has heard the cat\u2019s song. Compare Chatelain, 189\u2013191, and see\nnote to number 86, where the little brother or sister discovers by the\nwords of a song a treacherous intention.\n\n\n\n\n41. TURTLE\u2019S ESCAPE.\n\nSee number 58, part (3).\n\n\n\n\n42. FIRE AND ANANSI.\n\nA less witty version of this popular Jamaica story occurs in Jekyll,\n129\u2013131.\n\nIn Dayrell, 64\u201365, Sun and Water are great friends. Sun visits Water,\nbut Water never visits Sun. At length, Sun invites Water and builds a\ngreat compound to receive him and his friends. All come, take\npossession, and crowd Sun and his wife, Moon, out into the sky.\n\n\n\n\n43. QUIT-QUIT AND ANANSI.\n\nA story which turns upon teaching the wrong song to a dull-witted\nrival, never fails to raise a laugh in Jamaica. See numbers 4, 106 in\nthis collection.\n\n\n\n\n44. SPIDER MARRIES MONKEY\u2019S DAUGHTER.\n\nCompare Tremearne FL 21: 353\u2013354 and number 92 of this collection.\n\n\n\n\n45. THE CHAIN OF VICTIMS\n\nCommon as is the story of the \u201cchain of victims\u201d in Africa, Falconer\ngave me the only version I heard in Jamaica.\n\nCompare Koelle, 158\u2013161; Dayrell, 6\u201310; Nassau, 245\u2013247; Tremearne,\n373\u2013374; FL 21: 211\u2013212; Lenz, 39\u201340; Boas, JAFL 25: 207\u2013209; Rattray,\n2: 58\u201372.\n\n\n\n\n46. WHY TUMBLE-BUG ROLLS IN THE DUNG.\n\nCompare Tremearne, 261; FL 21: 498\u2013499; Christensen, 96\u201398; and note to\nnumber 35 in this collection. [173]\n\n\n\n\n47. WHY JOHN-CROW HAS A BALD HEAD.\n\nThe explanatory story of \u201cJohn-crow peel-head\u201d is very popular in\nJamaica. See Pamela Smith, 25\u201326, and number 17d.\n\n\n\n\n48. WHY DOG IS ALWAYS LOOKING.\n\nIn Milne-Home, 121, \u201cJack Spaniard\u201d (a wasp-like fly) laughs at\nMosquito\u2019s boast till \u201che broke his waist in two.\u201d\n\nIn Jones, 22, Sparrow makes the boast about his father\u2019s crop of\npotatoes. [174]\n\n\n\n\n49. WHY ROCKS AT THE RIVER ARE COVERED WITH MOSS.\n\nSee Milne-Home, 94\u201395; Jekyll, 52.\n\nCompare Parsons, Andros Island, 119\u2013121 and note for references; Bundy,\nJAFL 32: 412\u2013413, and see note to number 138.\n\nFor a discussion of Grimm 110, The Jew among Thorns, see Bolte u.\nPol\u00edvka 2: 490\u2013503.\n\n\n\n\n50. WHY GROUND-DOVE COMPLAINS.\n\nSee number 21.\n\n\n\n\n51. WHY HOG IS ALWAYS GRUNTING.\n\nSee number 10. In Pamela Smith\u2019s \u201cDry-head\u201d story, Anansi\u2019s nose turns\nlong, and he goes about persuading other people to screw on snouts.\n\n\n\n\n52. WHY TOAD CROAKS.\n\nSee note to number 29.\n\n\n\n\n53. WHY WOODPECKER BORES WOOD.\n\nIn Barker, 123, three sons wish to do honor to their mother and the\nfirst declares that he will make her a \u201csepulchre of stone.\u201d\n\n\n\n\n54. WHY CRAB IS AFRAID AFTER DARK.\n\nThe story represents a very wide-spread folk motive\u2014that of a weak\nbeing who appeals to some deity for more power, but whose request is\nproved to be either needless or disastrous.\n\nIn Tremearne, FL 21: 360, an old woman is to teach Spider cunning. She\nsends him for a bottle of lion\u2019s tears, an elephant\u2019s tusk, a dog\u2019s\nskin. Spider secures them all, and escapes her when she tries to kill\nhim. She says, \u201cIf I taught you more cunning, you would destroy\neverybody.\u201d This story is popular in Sea Islands, according to Dr.\nParsons, JAFL 32: 404, and Sea Islands, 14\u201319. Compare Bundy, JAFL 32:\n416\u2013417, and note, page 416.\n\nIn Tremearne, 270\u2013271, Snake promises Scorpion a poison that will kill\na man at once. Scorpion accidentally bites Snake, and she refuses the\npoison lest he kill everybody.\n\nIn Fortier, 13\u201319, the Devil gives the little Earthworm his wish: \u201cI\nwant to become big big and beat everybody who will come to trouble and\nbother me. Give me only that and I shall be satisfied.\u201d The\nconsequences are disastrous for the earth-worm.\n\nIn Folk-tales of the Malagasy, FLJ 1: 238\u2013239, \u201cthe little Round Boy\u201d\nsmokes out God\u2019s children and so wins his desire.\n\nIn Ralston, 1\u201320, Sukra grants all an ambitious king\u2019s wishes until he\nfinally wishes to push Sukra himself off his seat. See Grimm, 19, The\nFisherman\u2019s Wife, Bolte u. Pol\u00edvka 1: 138\u2013148.\n\nCompare the Panchatantra story quoted by Ralston, introduction to\nTibetan Tales, Liii, of the weaver who asks for two pairs of arms and\ntwo heads in order to work faster, but is pelted by his terrified\nneighbors for his pains.\n\n\n\n\n55. WHY MICE ARE NO BIGGER.\n\nCompare Parsons, Sea Islands, 19\u201322.\n\n\n\n\n56. RAT\u2019S WEDDING.\n\nThis story is told in Milne-Home, 63\u201364. [175]\n\n\n\n\n57. COCKROACH STORIES.\n\nFor version (a) compare number 6.\n\nFor version (b) compare Tremearne, 314; Parsons, Andros Island, 90\u201391\nand note.\n\n\n\n\n58. HUNTER, GUINEA-HEN AND FISH.\n\nThe story as Williams tells it is made up of three parts. (1) Bird and\nHunter set up the same home without either knowing of the other. (2)\nBird supplies Fish with wings and brings him to the feeding-patch, then\ntakes the wings and flies away when Hunter comes in pursuit. (3) Fish\nis captured as the thief, but escapes by song and dance into the sea.\n\n(1) See Grimm 27, Bremen Town Musicians, Bolte u. Pol\u00edvka, 1: 237\u2013239.\nCompare Barker, 141\u2013143; Tremearne, FL 21: 495; Renel 2: 12\u201313;\nParsons, Andros Island, 135; Rattray, 2: 34.\n\n(2) The episode is identical with Anansi and the Birds in number 39,\nbut motivated differently. See numbers 2b, 5b, 21b. In Bates\u2019s Jamaica\nversion, JAFL 9: 122\u2013124, Mudfish is left in the Watchman\u2019s hands\nwithout the preliminary episode of the common dwelling, and the escape\nis effected in the same manner.\n\n(3) See number 41 and compare Renel 2: 165; Parsons, Andros Island,\n135\u2013137 and references note 2, page 137.\n\n\n\n\n59. RABBIT STORIES.\n\nThese three and number 17b are the only Rabbit stories I heard in\nJamaica. A woman named Ellen told the stories to the lads from whom I\nheard them, but she refused to be interviewed. See numbers 21a, 12, 23.\n\n\n\n\n60. THE ANIMAL RACE.\n\nThe wit of the animal race turns upon the fact that a slow animal,\ncontrary to all expectation, wins over a swift. The story takes three\nforms. (1) The swift animal is so sure of winning that it delays and\n\u201cslow but sure wins the race.\u201d (2) The little animal wins by hanging on\nbehind while the other runs, and thus slipping in ahead at the end. (3)\nThe slow animal arranges a relay by placing one of its kind along the\nroad and taking its own position in hiding near the goal. See D\u00e4hnhardt\n4: 46\u201396.\n\n(1) The classic Aesopic moral appears in Parsons, Andros Island,\n102\u2013103; and in JAFL 30: 214.\n\n(2) Compare Barker, 155\u2013157; Madagascar, FLJ 2: 166\u2013168; Natchez\nIndians, Swanton, JAFL 26: 203; Sauri\u00e8re, 104; Lenz, Estudios, 185,\n187.\n\nIn Grimm 20 (Bolte u. Pol\u00edvka 1: 148\u2013165), while the giant bears the\ntrunk of the tree on his shoulders, the valiant tailor rides home from\nthe forest in the branches and pretends that he has been carrying the\nheavier load of the two.\n\n(3) The Jamaica stories always follow the form of the relay race, as in\nJekyll, 39\u201343. Compare Basset 1: 15; Bleek, 32; Frobenius 3: 15;\nRattray, Chinyanje 131; Renel 2: 150\u2013152; Schwab, JAFL 27: 277; Hartt,\n7\u201315; Smith, 543; Christensen, 5\u20139; Jones, 5\u20136; Edwards, 69; Harris,\nUncle Remus, 87\u201391; Boas, JAFL 25: 214\u2013215; Parsons, Sea Islands, 79;\nJAFL 30: 174; 32: 394; and references to American Indian stories in\nBoas, JAFL 25: 249; Ponape, Hambruch, S\u00fcdsee-M\u00e4rchen, p. 196; note, p.\n347.\n\nThe story is told in Grimm 187, discussed by Bolte u. Pol\u00edvka 3:\n339\u2013355.\n\nFor the flying-trial for a bride, compare Parsons, Andros Island, 101.\n\n\n\n\n61. THE FASTING TRIAL.\n\nSee number 149, where the bird in the tree starves and Hopping Dick on\nthe ground picks up worms and wins the match. In this story, though\nincomplete, it is intimated that the bird in the tree wins.\n\nCompare Dayrell, 153\u2013155; Harris, Nights, 370\u2013373; Fortier, 34\u201337;\nParsons, Andros Island, 97\u201499.\n\nIn Dayrell, the birds propose to starve seven days to see which will be\nking. One leaves a hole out of which he creeps unobserved to feed.\n\nIn Harris, as in this Jamaica version, the winning bird takes up his\nstation in the tree; the \u201cfool bud\u201d stays down by the creek.\n\nIn Parsons, one bird chooses a fruit tree, the other a \u201cdry\u201d tree. The\nsong sung by the winning bird runs,\u2014\n\n\n \u201cThis day Monday mornin\u2019\n Tama tama tam!\u201d\n\n\nand so on for the remaining days of the week.\n\nIn Fortier, the lady-love brings food to her favorite bird. The cooing\nsong in the Jamaica versions suggests this connection.\n\n\n\n\n62. MAN IS STRONGER.\n\nCompare Koelle 177\u2013179; Harris, Nights, 33\u201338; 330\u2013333; Radin, JAFL 28:\n397\u2013398, and see Grimm 72, discussed by Bolte u. Pol\u00edvka 2: 96\u2013100, and\nSebillot, Le Folk-lore de France, 3: 63.\n\n\n\n\n63. THE PEA THAT MADE A FORTUNE.\n\nCompare: Bleek, 90\u201394; Callaway, 37\u201340; Theal, 102\u2013105; Renel 2: 60\u201363;\nRivi\u00e8re, 95\u201397; Tremearne, 237\u2013242; FL 21: 213\u2013214; Barker, 177\u2013180;\nCronise and Ward, 313; Torrend, 169\u2013172; Elmslie, FL 3: 92\u201395; Krug,\nJAFL 25: 113\u2013114; Harris, Friends, 182\u2013186, and see Grimm 83, Hans in\nLuck; Bolte u. Pol\u00edvka 2: 201\u2013203.\n\n\n\n\n64. SETTLING THE FATHER\u2019S DEBT.\n\nFor similar \u201cenigmatic phrase\u201d stories compare Basset 2: 147\u2013148;\nRivi\u00e8re, 160\u2013162; Renel 2: 82\u201384; 89\u201390; 164\u2013165. The version, however,\nresembles the drolls from the Wye valley recorded in FL 16:178, 352.\n\n\n\n\n65. MR. LENAMAN\u2019S CORN-FIELD.\n\nParkes gave me the only version I got of this good story in Jamaica; he\nheard it in the parish of St. Ann. Barker, 181\u2013184, tells the same for\n\u201cFarmer Mybrow,\u201d but only to the harvesting. In Cronise and Ward,\n152\u2013159, a man tries to harvest rice in Devil\u2019s Town. The Devil does\nall the work, but eventually the pot of rice runs back to the Devil.\n\n\n\n\n66. SIMON TOOTOOS. [176]\n\nI heard this story more than once in Jamaica.\n\nCompare Renel 2: 167\u2013168; 283\u2013286; Bundy, JAFL 32: 420; Parsons, Andros\nIsland, 62\u201365 and 62, note 1, for references.\n\nIn a manuscript story shown me by Mrs. W. E. Wilson (Wona) which she\ntook down from her old nurse, the same song is adapted to another story\nof a disobedient boy. In this tale, the boy insists upon going out late\nat night. He is at last captured by an ogre named \u201cTime-an\u2019-tootoos\u201d\nwho carries him off to devour. Father, mother and sister refuse his cry\nfor help, but the brother finally hears him and comes just in time to\nhis rescue. The song runs:\n\n\n Me muma, oh, me muma, oh,\n Time-an\u2019-tootoo, oh, lennan boy!\n Me muma, oh, me muma, oh,\n Time-an\u2019-tootoo, oh, lennan boy!\n Carry him go \u2019long, carry him go long,\n Hard ears baby, oh, lennan boy!\n\n\nFor the story, compare Parson\u2019s Andros Island, \u201cDisobedient Boy,\u201d\n155\u2013156, and see Jacobs\u2019s tale of Mr. Miacca, English Fairy Tales,\nthird edition, revised, 171; Grimm, 42, The Godfather, Bolte u. Pol\u00edvka\n1: 375\u2013377. This is the only case in which I found the same song\nadapted to the dialogue of two different stories.\n\n\n\n\n67. THE TREE-WIFE.\n\nCompare Torrend, 40\u201344. For the answering spittle, compare Tremearne,\n210; answering tufts of hair, Theal, 131; see note to number 15 and\nBolte u. Pol\u00edvka 1: 499; 2: 526\u2013527. For beliefs about tracing\nsomething lost by means of spittle, see JAFL 2: 51, 52.\n\n\n\n\n68. SAMMY THE COMFEREE.\n\nThis curious story seems to be a cross between the Potiphar\u2019s wife\nepisode with which the ballad of \u201cYoung Seidal\u201d opens, and the African\ntale of the lard girl who melts if exposed to the sun.\n\nCompare Dayrell, 1\u20132; Tremearne, 192; Parsons, Andros Island, 125 and\nnote 2 for references.\n\n\n\n\n69. GRANDY DO-AN\u2019-DO.\n\nIn a Jamaica version by P. Smith, the story takes the form of the\ntransformed mistress (numbers 84, 87). Toad betrays the witch to her\nsuitor and teaches him the name by pronouncing which he discovers her\ntrue nature. In another Jamaica story (P. Smith, 38\u201340), the monster\ndoes not harm the woman who knows his name.\n\nThe story belongs to the group of fatal-name stories so popular in\nJamaica. See numbers 14, 17, 23, 31, 44, 75, 87, 88, 89, 92, 93. All\nturn upon name customs and superstitions such as are touched upon in\nTremearne, 178\u2013182; Renel, 2: 39\u201340; Theal 2: 214; and discussed in\nClodd\u2019s Magic in Names, New York, 1921; Frazer\u2019s Golden Bough (1911) 3:\n318\u2013418. See also Bolte u. Pol\u00edvka 1: 490\u2013498, on Grimm 55.\n\nCompare Junod, 309\u2013313; Tremearne, 274\u2013278; 349\u2013350; Dayrell, 79\u201380;\nParsons, Andros Island, 114\u2013115; Sea Islands, 22\u201323.\n\nIn this story, (1) a servant, refused food unless she tells the name of\nher mistress, learns the secret from a friendly animal; (2) the\nmistress discovers the traitor and avenges herself upon him or is\nherself vanquished.\n\n(1) In some African versions, girls come to wed a desirable suitor, who\nkills them if they cannot tell his name. One girl is polite to an old\nwoman, who tells her the secret.\n\n(2) In some African versions, as in number 93, the name is fatal. In\nJamaica, its possession wins a reward, and the interest is likely to\nturn upon an explanatory ending. For the incident of singing the name,\nsee Musgrave, FLR 3: 1: 53\u201354. For the bull-fight, see number 88, and\ncompare Cronise and Ward, 55\u201365.\n\n\n\n\n70. JACK AND HARRY.\n\nThis fragmentary story belongs, with the Man-crow story of number 90,\nto a much longer African story which relates the adventures of a\nchild-hero whose father, dying, leaves instructions that the child\u2019s\nwill shall never be crossed. Incidents succeed one another of inhuman\ningratitude and of intrepid heroism, based on the possession of magical\npowers, until the boy finally kills a bird-monster and performs other\nremarkable exploits.\n\nCompare Tremearne, How Auta killed Dodo, 408\u2013412; Zeltner, Histoire de\nKama, 47\u201362.\n\n\u201cHarry\u201d in this story is the counterpart of the older sister who acts\nas Kama\u2019s mentor in Zeltner\u2019s version, and of \u201cBarra\u201d in Tremearne. The\nfour episodes are common to this and the Kama story,\u2014the stolen\nbreakfast, the insult to the sheltering old woman, and the two episodes\nof the breaking of the rescuing eagle\u2019s wing, followed immediately by\nthe abuse of the friendly tortoise. In Zeltner, the tortoise has\nrestored the children to life. The common-place incidents of the\nJamaica version are in curious contrast with the rich and varied\nphantasmagoria of the Senegambian tale.\n\nThe flight which brings disaster to the kindly shelterers occurs in the\nstory of Tiger\u2019s pursuit by the \u201cNyams,\u201d told by Pamela Smith, 59\u201365.\nCompare Tremearne, 344\u2013346.\n\nIn Europe, the story of the Bear\u2019s son in folk-tale and of Robert the\nDevil in romance have points in common with this story. See Grimm 90;\nBolte u. Pol\u00edvka 2: 285\u2013297; as also Grimm\u2019s Thumbling stories, numbers\n37 and 45, and note (3) to number 30.\n\n\n\n\n71. PEA-FOWL AS MESSENGER.\n\nJekyll, 84\u201385, connects the animal competitors with the story of making\nthe dumb girl speak, as in numbers 95, 96. In Milne-Home, 73\u201377, the\nanimals compete to sing at the king\u2019s dance. In African parallels, some\nperil is involved of which a bird is to bear warning. But in all my\nversions and in those given by Mrs. Parsons from Andros Island,\n112\u2013113, the birds summon the father of a new-born child. The song of\none of my versions from Maroon-town runs,\n\n\n Mr. Canoe-lo, Mr. Canoe-lo,\n I want de key of de hall door,\n Mistress Canoe hard labour.\n\n\nMrs. Parsons says that the negroes of Andros Island agreed that this\nwas the most popular story on the island.\n\nCompare Torrend, 87\u201388; Junod, 140\u2013141; Dennett, 103\u2013104; Jacottet,\n108; Theal, 63\u201366; Renel 1: 32\u201334; 279\u2013281, 282\u2013287; Parsons, Andros\nIsland, 112\u2013113; Sea Islands, 106.\n\nPeafowl\u2019s reward gives an explanatory turn to the end of the story. In\nHendricks version from Mandeville, Peafowl sings,\n\n\n Mister Conna Levrin, Mister Conna Levrin,\n When she\u2019s going to die, ah-h!\n\n\nThe husband reaches home in haste. The lady gives Pea-fowl the promised\nreward, and \u201che took the bag of gold and the silver, and in his joy he\nthrew it right over his head, over his entire body, never remembered\nhis two feet. That\u2019s the reason why Pea-fowl\u2019s so handsome all over\u2014has\nsuch beautiful feathers and such ugly feet.\u201d\n\n\n\n\n72. THE BARKING PUPPY.\n\nOn the whole, the bird is a friendly spirit, the dog an unfriendly in\nAfrican story. Here, as in number 28, the dog takes the place of the\nwarning bird. The idea seems to be here that the dog, by calling his\nmaster\u2019s name, invokes his spirit.\n\nCompare Junod, 93; Parsons, Andros Island, 165; and \u201cThe Hobyahs\u201d in\nJacobs, More English Fairy Tales, 127.\n\nIn Junod, Dove warns Hippopotamus against Rabbit; Rabbit kills Dove.\nThe feathers give warning; Rabbit burns all the feathers but one and\nmixes them with dirt; then the one feather gives warning.\n\nIn Chatelain, 129, a dog warns of a murder. See note to number 73.\n\nIn Callaway, 52, a witch\u2019s flesh is ground to powder and thrown into\nthe water in order that it may not come back to life.\n\n\n\n\n73. THE SINGING BIRD.\n\nIn Jekyll, 14\u201316, the incident of the warning bird is employed in the\nstory of the two sisters, number 74. Version b is a poor rendering of\nJekyll, 96\u201397.\n\nIn Theal, 217\u2013220, the younger of two brothers secures a magic gift of\ncattle. The elder lets him down into a water-hole to drink and, leaving\nhim there, goes home with the cattle. A warning bird leads rescuers to\nthe place. See, for the same story, Jacottet, 60\u201362 and note; Folk-Lore\nJour. of. So. Af. 1: 139\u2013147.\n\nFor the incident of the warning bird compare Torrend, 17; note 24\u201326;\n166\u2013167; Theal, 219; Renel 1: 30\u201331; Dayrell, 110\u2013114; FLJ (SA) 1:\n75\u201379. The motive is common in ballads; e.g. JAFL 20: 253. In the\nCinderella story, it is a bird who gives warning of the false bride;\ne.g. Callaway, 130\u2013135. Not all birds, only certain species, are looked\nupon as \u201cprophet birds.\u201d See Cronise and Ward, 175; Dennett, 8. That\nthese birds may be regarded in some cases as the actual soul of the\nmurdered person is evident from Renel\u2019s story.\n\nIn Parsons, Andros Island, 129\u2013132, a tree sings of a murder. See Grimm\n47, The Juniper Tree, and Bolte u. Pol\u00edvka 1: 412\u2013423 on Grimm 28, The\nSinging Bones.\n\n\n\n\n74. TWO SISTERS.\n\nJamaica versions of this popular story appear in Milne-Home, 70\u201372;\nJekyll, 14\u201316; Trowbridge, JAFL 9: 283\u2013284. Parsons Andros Island,\n150\u2013152, has equivalent versions.\n\nThe False Bride motive is very common in African story. Compare\nCallaway, 105\u2013130; 303\u2013316; Theal, 56\u201366; 144\u2013147; 151\u2013154; Jacottet,\n90\u201399; Torrend, 66\u201368; Dayrell, 126.\n\nIn number 101, the true bride comes at night and sings and is detected\nthrough the words of her song. In this story, she comes at night to\nsuckle her child; see the Child ballad version noted by Parsons, and\nBolte u. Pol\u00edvka 1: 76\u201396, on Grimm 11, Brother and Sister. In Theal,\n55\u201366, the drowned woman comes at night to suckle her child, is\nwatched, and a net set to catch her. In Theal, 144\u2013147, the snare and\nthe milk are set for the false instead of for the true bride as a test\nof her witch nature because no witch\u2019s tail can escape the attraction\nof milk. This is like the old fable of the cat who became a lady, but\nbetrayed her origin when a mouse ran across the floor.\n\n\n\n\n75. ASSONAH.\n\nThis story has some elements in common with number 90. It falls into\ntwo parts. (1) A huge beast comes daily to the house and is finally\nshot. (2) A boy who must discover the name of the beast learns it by\nchance from an old woman and wins the reward.\n\n(1) Compare Backus, JAFL 13: 27, where the animal is a bear.\n\n(2) The connection between the first and the last part of this story,\nwhich seems to belong to the fatal name series, is lost. For the old\nwoman as informant, compare references to number 69. For the audience,\nthe point of the story evidently lay in the comic way in which Brown\nheld up the imaginary monster\u2019s skin between thumb and fore-finger and\nsaid, \u201cNo (is it not?) Assonah \u2019kin?\u201d Assonah is generally supposed to\nbe an elephant.\n\n\n\n\n76. THE GREEDY CHILD.\n\nThe idea of a water spirit who allows no one to cross a river without\nan offering of food, seems to be common in West Africa; e.g. Dayrell,\n107\u2013114. Jekyll, 100\u2013101, Dry River, has a Jamaica version of this\nstory. Compare also Tremearne, 209\u2013210, 307\u2013314.\n\n\n\n\n77. ALIMOTY AND ALIMINTY.\n\nFor the exchange of colors see Bolte u. Pol\u00edvka 1: 124\u2013126. For\nplace-changing and killing of the wrong victim see the same, 499\u2013501.\nCompare Parsons, Sea Islands, 128.\n\nThe incident is common in African story, e.g. Tremearne, 430; Dennett,\n47; Torrend, 33; Junod, 163. The setting of the story is often similar\nto number 23 where a parent calls upon outside aid to get rid of a\ntroublesome child.\n\n\n\n\n78. THE FISH LOVER.\n\nThis story is very common in Jamaica. See Milne-Home, 91\u201393, and\ncompare Renel 1: 203\u2013204; 206\u2013208 (origin of water-beings); Renel 2:\n268\u2013269; Parsons, Andros Island, 61, and note for references; Sea\nIslands, 137.\n\nIn Smith, 573\u2013584, a young man changes into a fish in order to escape\nthe attentions of the ladies. He comes out when his mother calls him.\nHe is finally lured out and caught in the meshes of his lover\u2019s hair.\n\nIn Grimm 8, Bolte u. Pol\u00edvka 1: 69\u201370, a little girl is forced by her\nbrothers to go out and cut peat with a dull knife. Her elf-lover\nstretches out a sharp knife to her from the hill where he lives and\ntells her to call him by striking on the stone. The brothers wonder how\nshe can cut the peat, and spy upon her. They strike the stone, take the\nknife and cut off the elf\u2019s hand, who thereafter disappears.\n\n\n\n\n79. JUGGIN STRAW BLUE.\n\nThe story is confused in the telling. It has three parts. (1) A\nwater-being helps a girl who is abused by her aunt and sent to fetch\nwater with too heavy a jug. (2) The water-being pursues and carries off\nthe girl, though she is locked in an iron chest. (3) The girl\u2019s lover\ncomes to her rescue and defeats the monster. See the next number and\nperhaps 99.\n\n\n\n\n80. THE WITCH AND THE GRAIN OF PEAS.\n\nThere are two parts to this story. (1) The witch step-mother discovers\nthat the girl has eaten food in her house and threatens to drown her.\n(2) The lover comes to rescue her and fights the step-mother.\n\n(1) Compare Jacottet, 166\u2013175, and Lewis, 253\u2013255.\n\n(2) For the fight, compare numbers 69, 79, 88, 89, 90. For the fight\nwith eggs see number 79 and compare Fortier, 11\u201313. Eggs are used as\npropitiatory offerings to a water monster, as in Dayrell, 130, and are\namong the most useful objects employed for conjuring. In Zeltner, 1\u20136,\neggs are used for magical purposes in the fight with a witch, but\narrows serve as the actual weapons.\n\n\n\n\n81. THE WITCH AT BOSEN CORNER.\n\nThis nursery tale was commonly recited to me by women, and a great many\nversions differed only in trifling respects from the pattern employed\nin the oldest Jamaica version on record, Lewis, 255\u2013259.\n\nHere the girl breaks a jug and is sent to get a new one. Three old\nwomen appear to her one after another, the last of them headless, to\ntest her courtesy. The cat appears, the rice is cooking. The eggs to be\nselected are the \u201csilent\u201d ones out of a number of fine large ones that\ncry \u201ctake me.\u201d Out of the first egg comes the jug after which she has\nbeen sent; the other two make her fortune.\n\nP. Smith\u2019s version, 31\u201334, has more direct Frau Holle incidents. The\ngood girl fulfils as she advances the requests of the grass, ping-wing\nand bramble, the fruit-tree and the cow. When the old woman sends her\nto draw water with a basket, Turtle tells her to put a plantain-leaf\ninside. She selects a little ugly calabash. When she is pursued by\n\u201caxe-men\u201d (as in number 82), the things she has been kind to befriend\nher, as in Wona\u2019s version of Brother Dead.\n\nIn a manuscript version in the collection of Mrs. W. E. Wilson (Wona),\nYuckie and Jubba are the two daughters. Yuckie has a present of a\nstring of amber beads. She puts them about her neck and says \u201cbad dey\nbehind you, good dey before you,\u201d but this only in dream. She loses the\nbeads in the river and is turned out of the house. On her way, she sees\nand greets kindly a foot and a hand, and scratches the back of an ugly\nold woman, without complaining of the insects which sting her. The pot\nof rice, the cat, and the eggs are as above. The fine eggs say \u201cTek me\nno,\u201d the dirty ones, \u201cNo tek me.\u201d Compare FLJ (SA) 1; 111\u2013116, where\nthe girls pretend to throw their beads into the water and thus deceive\none girl into doing so, who has then to go down to the home of the\nwater monster to get them back.\n\nThe variants from Andros Island, Parsons, 17\u201326, show no such\nuniformity. They are sometimes confused with the pumpkin story of\nParsons, 26\u201327, and Milne-Home, 84\u201388, in which the choice of pumpkins\nis like that of the eggs in this story.\n\nThe theme is very common in African collections. Compare MacDonald\n1:298\u2013301; Junod, 191\u2013192; 237\u2013242; Torrend, 75\u201380; Tremearne, 307\u2013314;\n401\u2013407; Barker, 89\u201394; Nassau, 213; Renel 1:50\u201364; Bundy, JAFL 32:406;\nand Parsons, Andros Island, note 1, page 17 for further references. See\nGrimm 24, Frau Holle; Bolte u. Pol\u00edvka 2:207\u2013227.\n\n\n\n\n82. THE WITCH AND THE THREE DOGS.\n\nThis is one of the longest stories I heard in Jamaica. The leading\nMaroon story-teller recited it to me in full audience, and I heard it\nrepeated by another Maroon in much less detail. Numbers 83, 84 and 89\nhave points of likeness to it.\n\nIt has five parts. (1) Two brothers are out penning cattle and one,\ngoing for fire, surprises a witch in the act of feeding her family,\nwhich she carries about in her own body. (2) The witch, bent on\nrevenge, follows them home and proposes, as a test for a husband,\nknocking a calabash from her head with a missile; the boy throws a\nfrail missile and succeeds. (3) At night, the witch sharpens her razor\nto kill him, but each time she approaches, one of his dogs warns him.\n(4) The boy departs with his bride, leaving his dogs chained, but he\nplaces a pot in the middle of the floor and warns his mother when the\nliquid in the pot begins to boil to loosen the dogs to his rescue. (5)\nHe climbs a tree to escape the witch. She produces axes and axe-men by\ntapping her body and proceeds to chop the tree, which he restores\nmagically until his dogs rush in and tear up the witch.\n\nCompare Barker, 123\u2013128; Callaway, 51\u201354; Chatelain, 103\u2013110; Jacottet,\n58; Renel 1:86\u201393; Theal, 46; Tremearne, 432\u2013441; Zeltner, 61; FLJ (SA)\n1:13\u201317; 21\u201325; Lenz, 15\u201317; Edwards, 72; Harris, Friends, 91\u2013100;\nParsons, Andros Island, 66\u201370; Sea Islands, 80\u201388; JAFL 30:189\u2013190;\nJAFL 25:259; 32:399\u2013400.\n\n(1) \u201cPossessing the fire\u201d is a sign of magic power, according to Junod,\n157, note. In Edwards, \u201cDe big worrum\u201d has fire. A father sends two\nsons in turn to fetch it, but as they reach after the fire the worm\nswallows them. The father goes with a lance that glistens, is\nswallowed, cuts open the worm and rescues all the people the worm has\nswallowed. In Renel, 88, the pursuing monster swallows people alive.\nCompare Tremearne, and Parsons, Andros Island, 67, 68.\n\nIn Tremearne, a hunter sees a witch knocking herself and feeding\nmonsters all over her body. In Jacottet, an axe chops out of the body\nof the witch the cows which are the cause of the two brothers\u2019 quarrel.\n\n(2) In Barker, the episode of the calabash is attached to the story of\nthe hunter, told in number 84. The elephant whose tail he has cut off\nturns into a lady and goes to find her mutilator. She proposes a test\nsimilar to the test in this story. In Tremearne, the witch proposes the\ntest, as in this story, because the hunter has seen more than he\nshould.\n\n(3) For this episode see note to number 83 and references. In\nTremearne, the boy\u2019s father insists upon the son\u2019s taking a horse, a\nsword, and gourds. When the witch sharpens her teeth to eat the boy,\nthe horse wakens him. In Parsons, Andros Island, 68, the boy escapes\nthe witch\u2019s razor by turning into a bucket of water.\n\n(4) It is not clear how this episode of the life token got attached to\nthe story. I do not find it in African versions. That it is fairly\nconstant is shown in Parsons, 66, 67, 69. In the more common form of\nthe story of the Two Brothers, with which this story has some elements\nin common, the life-token often takes the form of a knife stuck in a\ntree; see number 104. In Tremearne, 298, the treed husband has carried\nhis flute, with which he warns his wife to loosen his dogs very much in\nthe manner of Roland at Roncevalle. In Jekyll, 35, the water in a white\nsaucer set in the sun turns to blood, but this is a Blue-beard story.\n\n(5) Climbing a tree to escape an enemy is one of the commonest episodes\nin African flight stories. See number 89. Here it occurs combined with\nthe axe-chopping contest and the rescue by dogs, who rush in at the end\nand tear the pursuer to pieces. In Tremearne, the woman transforms\nherself in various ways before the dogs succeed in killing her. They\nthen devour every drop of her blood. In number 104, the dogs are\nrestrained from taking part in the fight with the witch by being\nchained by the witch\u2019s hair. This episode is also of frequent\noccurrence in American Indian lore. See Parsons, Zeitschrift f\u00fcr\nEthnologie 54:1\u201329 (1922).\n\nIn some cases, e.g. in Theal, Zeltner, Harris, 85\u201390, and in FLJ (SA),\nthe tree-cutting episode occurs independently of the rescuing dogs.\n\n\n\n\n83. ANDREW AND HIS SISTERS.\n\nThe story appears in Milne-Home, 114\u2013120.\n\nCompare Chatelain, 145\u2013151; 103\u2013111; Renel 1:77\u201381; 2:261\u2013265; 265\u2013267;\nFerrand, 119\u2013122; Torrend, 159\u2013163; Tremearne, 432\u2013441; Callaway, 53;\nTheal, 124\u2013126; Cronise and Ward, 178\u2013186; Dennett, 52; Barker, 97\u2013101;\nJunod, 144\u2013148; Edwards, 92\u201393; Parsons, Andros Island, 44.\n\nSee numbers 82 and 86. It is the imitative \u201cSharpen me razor\u201d song\nwhich makes the story successful with an audience.\n\n\n\n\n84. THE HUNTER.\n\nThe story is popular in Jamaica and is told interchangeably of man or\nwoman wooer.\n\nCompare Barker, 123\u2013128; Cronise and Ward, 261\u2013262; Tremearne, 292\u2013293;\nFL 22:457\u2013458; Harris, Friends, 91\u2013100; Parsons, Andros Island, 65 and\nreference note 3.\n\nThe point of the story is voiced in Nassau, 15; \u201cIf you find a friend,\nit is not well to tell him all the thoughts of your heart. If you tell\nhim two or three, leave the rest.\u201d In Cronise and Ward, the man reveals\nall his resources for transformation but the last, which is \u201cdat t\u2019ing\nwey turn fas\u2019 fas\u2019 pon top de wattah.\u201d In Tremearne, FL 22, he starts\nto say the word for \u201cring\u201d (zoba) gets as far as \u201czop\u201d and is\ninterrupted. In Barker there is a further Delilah turn to the story. He\nescapes twice by transformation; finally the witch gets his god, while\nhe sleeps with his head in her lap, and burns it. Before it is quite\nconsumed, it turns him into a hawk and he flies away.\n\nIn Harris, the version follows the story of the witch and the three\ndogs as in number 82.\n\n\n\n\n85. MAN-SNAKE AS BRIDEGROOM.\n\nBesides the last number, three other types of monster marriage stories\nare common in Jamaica, all of which, though versions overlap or vary,\nfollow a fairly fixed pattern. They may be distinguished as the Snake\nhusband, the Devil husband, and the Bull husband.\n\nThe Snake husband story is very common. Besides the half dozen here set\ndown of the many versions offered me, seven Jamaica stories already\ncollected follow the general pattern with more or less exactness. See\nLewis, 291\u2013296, Sarah Wintun; Milne Home, 54\u201355, The Sneake; 46\u201350, De\nSneake an\u2019 de King\u2019s Darter; Bates, JAFL 9:121, The Yalla Snake;\nJekyll, 26, The Three Sisters; 102\u2013104, Yellow Snake; 65, Tacoma and\nthe old Witch Girl.\n\nThe story has three parts. (1) A difficult young lady refuses all\nsuitors, but falls in love with a Snake dressed as a handsome man. (2)\nHe has borrowed his fine parts and on the journey home drops them one\nby one, becomes a Snake, and takes her to his home. (3) Her brothers\nhear her song of distress and rescue her just as the Snake is about to\nswallow her. These elements are fairly constant in modern Jamaica\nversions.\n\n(1) \u201cThe pick and choose\u201d idea occurs in Bates\u2019s, all Jekyll\u2019s and all\nmy versions, although the idea that fine clothes do not make the man is\nalso emphasized.\n\nFor the \u201cpick and choose\u201d motive, compare Zeltner, 85, where the girl\nrefuses to marry anyone but \u201cun homme n\u2019avant aucune ouverture;\u201d\nNassau, 68, where she will have no man with \u201ceven a little bit of a\nblotch on his skin;\u201d Tremearne, FL 22:346, where he must have \u201cnot one\nblemish;\u201d and Christensen, 10, where the girl refuses to marry anyone\nwith a scratch on his back. In none of these cases does the husband\ntake the form of a Snake. Compare also Jacottet, 126\u2013159, where are\nrecorded five snake-husband stories, four of which are enchanted beast\nstories (two of the \u201cBeauty and the Beast\u201d type and two of the \u201cYonec\u201d\ntype), and the fifth is a good and bad-mannered girl story, none of\nwhich use the \u201cpick and choose\u201d motive.\n\n(2) The borrowed clothes appear in both Milne-Home\u2019s versions, in\nBates\u2019s, in two of Jekyll\u2019s and in two of mine. In Milne-Home, the\nstory ends with the dropping of the clothes; in Jekyll and in two of\nmine, the monster carries her to his den or \u201cstone-hole.\u201d\n\nThe clothes-borrowing idea occurs in Cronise and Ward, 178\u2013186, where\n\u201chalf-man\u201d borrows his other half; in Dayrell, 39; Fortier, 71; Hollis,\nMasai, 201\u2013202; Parsons, Andros Island, 48 iv, 49 v, 50 i, 53 iv, and\nin Sea Islands, 46.\n\n(3) In Jekyll, 102, and all my versions, the girl\u2019s song for help and\nthe answering swallowing song furnish the main interest of the story;\nand the rescue by the brothers follows in Jekyll and in my two\nversions. In my third version, the Snake swallows the girl while her\nparents are sleeping. In Lewis\u2019s much earlier story, a jealous\nsorceress gives her step-daughter over to a great black dog named\nTiger, who takes her away to his den. She sings until her hunter\nbrothers hear her song, rush in and rescue her.\n\nIn Renel 1:275\u2013277, a girl weds a beast in disguise, because of his\nhandsome clothes, is carried away to his hole, and finally attracts her\nmother\u2019s ears by her song of lamentation. In other African stories of\nmonster marriages, the song is entrusted to a bird messenger.\n\nFor the rescue, see Jekyll\u2019s Bluebeard story, 35\u201337; Bleek, 61\u201364;\nChristensen, 10\u201314; and numbers 83 and 86.\n\nEvidently the story has become fixed in Jamaica out of a number of\ndifferent elements and does not depend upon a common source. The lesson\nto the over-fastidious girl, ridicule of her fear of the ordeal of\nmarriage, and the old setting of the rescue by hunter-brothers, are\ndrawn together into a coherent story. It is the song that makes the\nstory popular.\n\n\n\n\n86. THE GIRLS WHO MARRIED THE DEVIL.\n\nThe flight from a Devil husband has also taken on a fixed form in\nJamaica in contrast to the number of variants related on Andros Island\nand the much more complex versions known in Africa. It is possible that\nthis is true only for the localities visited.\n\nThe story has three parts. (1) A girl marries a handsome man against\nher little brother\u2019s warning. (2) The man, who is usually the devil,\ncarries her home, accompanied in secret by the brother, locks her up,\nand sets a cock to watch her. (3) An old woman befriends her, they feed\nthe cock with various grains and finally escape over the river in the\nDevil\u2019s magic boat, pursued by the Devil.\n\nJekyll, 148\u2013151, The Devil and the Princess, has a version of this\nstory.\n\nCompare Zeltner, 85\u201390; Nassau, 68\u201376; Fortier, 68\u201375; Jones, 82\u201388;\nChatelain, 99\u2013101; Barker, 97\u2013101; Jacottet, 160\u2013166; Callaway, 78\u201385;\nChristensen, 10\u201314; Tremearne, FL 22: 346\u2013348; Dayrell, 38\u201341; 98\u2013103;\nParsons, Andros Island, 49\u201354; Sea Islands, 45\u201349; JAFL 30: 181\u2013183;\nJAFL 12: 126\u2013130; and see references to numbers 83 and 85.\n\n(1) In the Snake marriage, number 85, there is no rejected warning, but\nthe hunter-brothers come to the rescue. In numbers 83 and 87, it is the\ndespised little brother who effects the escape.\n\n(2) In Jacottet, a girl is carried away to the land of the half-bodied\npeople and guarded by horns that cry out. They are silenced by pouring\nin hot water and stuffing them with stones. In Barker, the dragon who\ncarries away Anansi and his son sets a white cock to warn him if they\ntry to escape. In Christensen, a fly guards the girl and Tiger comes\nrunning at its call. In Fortier and JAFL 12: 128, roosters guard the\ngirl. In Callaway, an old woman warns the Pigeons when the girl\nescapes.\n\n(3) The only version of the flight theme which I found developed in\nJamaica is that of the evasion of the guardian cock by feeding him\nenough corn so that the girl can get across the river before the cock\nsummons the husband.\n\nIn some flight stories, it is the pursuing monster himself who is\nsilenced with the corn-throwing. In Nassau, the fleeing girl throws out\nthree gourdfuls of seed which the Leopard stops to pick up. In\nChatelain, the woman throws out calabashes of seed to the pursuing\ncannibal. Compare Renel 1: 38\u201340; 2: 262\u2013263; Ferrand, 119\u2013122.\n\nThe appearance of both the kindly maid-servant and the helpful brother\nin the Jamaica versions is irrelevant. The immense popularity of the\ntheme of the despised little brother probably makes his appearance an\ninthrust. In Zeltner, Nassau and Jones, a friendly horse accompanies\nthe bride. In JAFL 12: 126\u2013130, a friendly ox belonging to the husband\ncarries the bride. So also in Parsons, Andros Island, 51\u201352 ii, and in\nJAFL 30: 181, the friendly animal is taken from the husband\u2019s fields.\n\nIn Zeltner and Jones, the horse warns its mistress; in Dayrell the old\nmother sends her home because the girl is kind to her; in Fortier,\nbecause she is sorry for her; in JAFL 12, the old wife sends her away\nbecause she is jealous. In Dayrell, 101, a skull to which she has been\nkind acts the part of helper.\n\nIn Zeltner, Nassau, Fortier, Jones and Parsons, Andros Island, 52\u201354\niii, iv, and Sea Islands, the flight develops into an obstacle race. In\nParsons, 50\u201351, and Tremearne, the fugitives escape by transformation.\nIn Callaway, the sea divides; in Fortier, the Crocodile carries the\ngirl over and drowns her pursuer. Riddling questions are to be answered\nin JAFL 12; Parsons, Andros Island, 52 iii; Sea Islands, 46; JAFL 30;\nsee Jekyll, 26\u201328. A secret door gives a Blue-beard turn to the\nversions of Jones, Fortier, and Parsons, Andros Island, 44\u201345, and Sea\nIslands, 47\u201349; see Jekyll, 35\u201337.\n\nThe Jamaica version is on the whole bare of incident. Interest centers\nin the imitative songs of swallowing, of running, and in the boat-call,\nto the exclusion of any further development of the flight theme.\n\n\n\n\n87. BULL AS BRIDEGROOM.\n\nThe story of the beast-husband transformed by means of a song is very\ncommon in Jamaica. It occurs in Milne-Home, 42\u201345, and Jekyll, 73\u201377;\n132\u2013135.\n\nCompare Junod, 246\u2013253; Parsons, Andros Island, 39\u201343 and references in\nnote 1.\n\nIn Parsons\u2019s Andros Island variants, the transformed beast is the wife\n(compare number 84) and has the form of a bird, as in Jekyll\u2019s two\nversions, one of which, 132\u2013135, ends with the \u201cYonec\u201d story. In all\nthe versions I heard, and in Milne-Home, the wooer is a bull.\n\n\n\n\n88. THE TWO BULLS.\n\nSee Jekyll\u2019s version, 114\u2013116, called \u201cTimmolimmo,\u201d a name which is\nalso given to the bull of number 89 in some versions. In Theal, 56\u201366,\na mysterious and beautiful woman who goes to the river only at night is\nnamed \u201cTangalimlibo.\u201d Her enemies persuade her to go out by day and she\nis taken by the river, returns to suckle her child, and is at last\nransomed by sacrificing an ox which seems to bear the same name as the\nwoman.\n\nIn this challenge story, the bull has killed, not the mother, as in\nnumber 89, but her sons, and has unwittingly fathered his successful\nantagonist, who has been brought up in secret. The father\u2019s secret name\nis evidently learned from the mother.\n\nFor the tossing trick, see number 69.\n\n\n\n\n89. BALLINDER BULL.\n\nThis is one of the best-known stories in Jamaica. See Milne-Home,\n67\u201369, Garshan Bull; P. Smith, 55\u201358, Bull Garshananee. All follow\nabout the same pattern, and the same may be said of other versions\ncollected in Jamaica which are not set down here.\n\nIn a version given by Mrs. Elizabeth Hilton, the boy buys twelve buta\n(arrows) and a bottle of water and a bottle of rum. When he calls\n\u201cGeshawnee,\u201d the bull says, \u201cSince I have been in this place, I never\nheard anyone call my name.\u201d The boy stays up the tree into which he has\nclimbed by the formula, \u201cBear up, me good tree, bear up! I have often\nseen me father fell a green tree and leave a dry one.\u201d\n\nIn a Mandeville version by John Macfarlane, the boy\u2019s name is \u201cSimon\nTootoos,\u201d the bull\u2019s \u201cGarshanee.\u201d The woman makes him a pudding and he\ntakes six eggs each of hen, turkey and bird. He opens three gates with\nsong, and the giant appears in the form of a bull. He climbs a\ncotton-wood tree. When the bull throws arrows at him he says, \u201cI see me\nfather take his little finger and catch longer arrows than those!\u201d He\ncatches twelve, with which he pelts the bull in return.\n\nNeither of these versions ends with the false claim.\n\nIn another Mandeville version given by a lad, Clarence Tathum, the\nslayer of the mother is a giant named \u201cTako-rimo.\u201d The son takes a yard\nof tobacco and a pone. With the tobacco, he bribes the watchman to give\nhim information about the giant and an iron-crow-bar. He goes inside\nand sees a servant lousing the giant\u2019s head. \u201cMassa, der is someone\ncalling you name,\u201d says the servant. \u201cWho would calling my name so\nuncommon?\u201d answers the giant. The giant flings a sword, which the boy\ncatches and himself flings the crowbar and kills the giant. The story\ngoes on to tell how the boy is imprisoned by the brother, \u201cGiant\nDespair,\u201d and escapes exactly as in the tale of \u201cJack the\nGiant-Killer,\u201d while the giant falls into a trench and is killed.\n\nIn Stephen Johnson\u2019s version from Claremont, a huge animal by the name\nof \u201cGrandezee\u201d kills the mother but spares the child. To escape the\nbeast, the boy climbs a tree and sings, \u201cBear up, me good tree, for I\noften see me father get down tall trees and ketch them up again!\u201d He\nthrows three pegs and pegs down Grandezee and takes out the golden\ntongue and teeth. The false claim follows.\n\nIn a version from Brownstown by Emanuel Johnson, \u201cGeshawnee was a kind\nof witch t\u2019ing live into de river.\u201d He has seven heads. Sammy cuts\nseven lances, climbs a tree and calls his name. He says, \u2018From day I\u2019m\nborn, never see a big man call me name, much more a little boy!\u2019 He\nknocks his side and brings out axe-men, rain and cattle, which attack\nthe tree in vain. Sammy sings, \u201cBear up, me good tree, bear up. I\noftentimes see me father cow haul down a tree an\u2019 me father say, \u2018Bear\nup, me good tree, bear up,\u2019 an\u2019 that tree bear up.\u201d Sammy kills the\nmonster. The story of the false claim follows.\n\nIn Parsons\u2019s fragment, 145\u2013146, the name is Kramytadanta. The boy takes\na bottle of water and a loaf and sings from the tree.\n\nSeven episodes regularly belong to the story. (1) A bull (or monster)\nkills a woman whose new-born son is saved and brought up by a\nwoman-friend or relative. (2) The boys at school mock at him because he\nhas no father, and he learns the story of his parentage. (3) He takes\ncertain objects for slaying the monster. (4) He sings a name-song as\nchallenge. (5) He climbs a tree which resists attack. (6) He slays the\nbeast by hurling missiles from the tree. (7) Anansi claims the deed.\n\nCompare Zeltner\u2019s stories of Soundita, 1\u20136, and Kama, 54\u201361; Renel\n1:82\u201385; 117\u2013118; Tremearne, 408\u2013412; Lenz, 22; Fortier, 11\u201313; Harris,\nFriends, 86\u201389; Boas, Notes, JAFL 25:258.\n\n(1) In the less sophisticated versions, the bull kicks the child from\nthe \u201cbreeding\u201d woman.\n\n(2) See Burton\u2019s Arabian Nights Tales (Burton Club, 1885) 1:231. The\nmocking incident is common in Maori tales.\n\n(3) In Zeltner\u2019s \u201cSoundita\u201d story, the contest with a witch turned\nbuffalo is carried on with three magic eggs and three magic arrows. In\nFortier, the boy fights the bull with flap-jacks. The arrows suggest\nthe weapons used in the fight of Sir Percival with the Red Knight in\nthe English romance version. See also number 79, 80, 82.\n\n(4) By comparing this bull version with Harris, Friends, 86\u201389, and\nFortier, 11\u201313, it is clear that the North American version contained\nthe two episodes, that of exposing the bull husband by means of a song,\nas in number 87, and that of the challenge to conflict which completes\nnumber 89 in Jamaica. In Harris, the word used for the bull\ntransformation is \u201cBallybaloo-bill,\u201d which is very close to my\n\u201cBallinder bull.\u201d The more common name in Jamaica is \u201cGeshawnee,\u201d as in\nP. Smith\u2019s version and Johnson\u2019s song. But in Johnson\u2019s song, as in\nHarris, the boy is named Sammy and his small size emphasized. In the\nHarris-Fortier version, one episode is used to motivate the other. The\nfirst episode explains the rather mysterious use of the song in the\nBallinder Bull story and in number 88, where the bull seems surprised\nthat anyone knows enough to challenge him by name and where the\nknowledge itself seems bound up with his defeat. In Jekyll\u2019s version of\nnumber 88, when the son challenges the father by name a cow calls,\n\u201cMaster, master, I hear some one calling your name.\u201d The bull answers,\n\u201cNo, no, not a man can call my name!\u201d At some stage in transmission a\nfatal name motive must have dropped out and a magic song taken its\nplace.\n\nThis comparison with Harris and Fortier merely proves a relation with\nthe Jamaica story. It by no means explains the original source of the\nAmerican version, or its exact relation to the other bull stories\ncollected; namely, numbers 84 and 88. Zeltner\u2019s story of Soundita, 3\u20135,\nhas perhaps more elements in common with the Harris-Fortier story than\nany other African parallel, and further analysis may decide whether the\ncomplex Senegambian story is in the direct line or merely has gathered\nepisodes from a common source.\n\n(5) and (6) See note to number 82 and Bolte u. Pol\u00edvka, discussing\nGrimm 60, Two Brothers.\n\n(7) The episode of the mock claim appears also in the next number and\nin 97.\n\n\n\n\n90. BIRD ARINTO.\n\nJekyll, 54\u201357, Man-Crow, tells the same story. See also numbers 70 and\n89.\n\nThe story occurs as an episode in Zeltner\u2019s Kama, 54\u201361 and Tremearne\u2019s\nHow Auta Killed Dodo, 408\u2013412.\n\nFor the golden tongue and teeth see numbers 90, 95, and Jekyll, 56; and\ncompare Zeltner, 5.\n\n\n\n\n91. TIGER SOFTENS HIS VOICE.\n\nParkes heard his version on Cape Coast, Africa.\n\nJekyll, 108\u2013113, Leah and Tiger, tells the story. In my number 17a, it\nis the mother who is hidden away. In Bahama versions, Parsons, 35\u201339,\nthe plot turns upon the rescue of the lost girl through song rather\nthan, as in Jamaica, upon the voice-changing trick by which she is\nstolen.\n\nCompare Jacottet, 62\u201369, Tremearne, 401; FL 21: 492\u2013493; Hollis, Masai,\n153\u2013155; Callaway, 142\u2013144; Theal, 118\u2013120; Renel 1: 247\u2013249; Frazer,\nFLJ 7: 167\u2013168; Harris, Nights, 251\u2013252; 257\u2013260; Parsons, Sea Islands,\n50\u201352; Rattray 2: 14.\n\nSee Grimm 5, Wolf and Kids; Bolte u. Pol\u00edvka 1: 37\u201342, and Grimm 12,\nRapunzel; Bolte u. Pol\u00edvka 1: 97\u201399.\n\n\n\n\n92. AND 93. HIDDEN NAMES; ANANSI AND MR. ABLE.\n\nThese two numbers are closely related to number 69. The plot turns upon\ntricks to discover a hidden name. The only difference between them is\nthat in one story it is possession of one or more girls\u2019 names, in the\nnext, that of a person whose name the girls alone know, upon which the\nplot depends. All the variants play upon the idea of concealing a\nlistener to surprise the keeper of the secret (invariably girls) into\nbetraying each other. See Jekyll, 11\u201313, where the king and queen kill\nthemselves, as in number 93, when they hear the girls\u2019 names sung.\n\nCompare Barker, 45\u201349; Dayrell, 79\u201380; Dennett, 35\u201338; Parsons, Andros\nIsland, 117.\n\nIn Dayrell, Tortoise gets the wives to call out the husband\u2019s name in\nfright, and he is so ashamed when he hears it that he takes to the\nwater.\n\nIn Barker, Anansi drops down bananas sweetened with honey to the girls\nand they call to each other in surprise.\n\n\n\n\n94. THE KING\u2019S THREE DAUGHTERS.\n\nThis story may be a fragment of the hidden name series in which the\nsong has lost the revelation of the name, and the introduction omits\nthe trick to discover it. If so, it has become a fixed variant. P.\nSmith, 35\u201337, tells it much as in the present version.\n\nThe story has points of resemblance to the European tale of the boy who\nis admitted to the princess\u2019s chamber in the form of a singing bird.\nSee number 113 and compare Spanish-American forms, JAFL 25: 191\u2013208;\nJAFL 27: 135\u2013137.\n\n\n\n\n95. THE DUMB CHILD.\n\nParkes heard this story in Sierra Leone, Africa. In Jekyll, 84\u201385,\nDummy, it is Pea-fowl whose song the child imitates, and the story\nfollows that of the sweet-voiced bird of number 71.\n\nIt resembles the European task-theme which turns upon making some\nover-serious person laugh. See Grimm 7; Bolte u. Pol\u00edvka 1: 59\u201367; and\nGrimm, 64; Bolte u. Pol\u00edvka, 2: 39\u201344. See also Jataka Tales (Francis &\nThomas, Cambridge, 1916), 363.\n\nIts relation to the motive of getting a sight of the teeth is not\nclear. In Jones, 117\u2013118, one of the tasks imposed by the king for the\nhand of his daughter is to bring him Alligator\u2019s teeth. Rabbit plays to\nAlligator until he shuts his eyes and opens his mouth to laugh, then\nknocks out his teeth. For the golden teeth see note to number 90.\n\nIn a Maori story, White 2: 145\u2013146, a chief sends women to detect an\noffender. They are to know him by a certain lost tooth. They identify\nhim by singing and dancing until he laughs and exposes the cavity.\n\n\n\n\n96. THE DUMB WIFE.\n\nI take this story to be a modern adaptation of 95, invented in the\nMaroon section. Another Maroon gave me a similar version under a\ndifferent name. The whole point lies in the constant repetition of the\nburial song.\n\n\n\n\n97. LEAP, TIMBER, LEAP. [177]\n\n\n\n\n98. THE BOY FOOLS ANANSI.\n\nJekyll, 99, uses the same motive.\n\nCompare Callaway, 19\u201321; Theal, 99; Renel 1: 109\u2013110; Ferrand, 75;\nRivi\u00e8re, 229; Chatelain, 191\u2013195; Hollis, Nandi, 101\u2013102; Jacottet,\n260; Uncle Remus, Nights, 315\u2013318.\n\n\n\n\n99. THE WATER CRAY FISH.\n\nIn Jacottet, 166\u2013174, Mosimoli has been killed by her step-mother for\ncooking and eating taboo food. When her step-sister comes to the water\nto fill her pitcher, Mosimoli comes out of the water, beats her and\ngives her muddy water to drink, singing, \u201cMy father and mother are the\ncrocodile.\u201d Compare 79, 80, of this collection and Parsons, Andros\nIsland, 140. The story is a mere fragment, but belongs to the very\ngreat number of tales which turn upon a broken taboo driving a\nsupernatural visitor back to its original abode. The success of the\nstory doubtless depends upon the song interest.\n\n\n\n\n100. ALI BABA AND KISSEM.\n\nVersions of Ali Baba in Jamaica differ in no way from those with which\nwe are familiar.\n\n\n\n\n101. BULL-OF-ALL-THE-LAND.\n\nOld Forbes gave me the only version of this story I heard in Jamaica.\nIn Trowbridge, JAFL 9: 284\u2013285, the song and the incident of the three\ndrops of blood occur, but the king is \u201cKing Tonga\u201d and there is no\nbeast transformation. The husband is lost by letting a little dog kiss\nhim, as in number 105 and in Parsons, Andros Island, 55, 59, not by his\nwife\u2019s burning the skin as in this version.\n\nFor the song at night as a means of recognition see number 74.\n\nSee Grimm 88, The Singing Soaring Lark; Bolte u. Pol\u00edvka 2: 229\u2013273.\n\n\n\n\n102. THE BOILING POT.\n\nSee Grimm 3, Our Lady\u2019s Child; Bolte u. Pol\u00edvka 1: 13\u201321.\n\n\n\n\n103. THE TWELVE ONE-EYED MEN.\n\nSee The Third Kalender\u2019s Tale in Burton\u2019s Arabian Nights\u2019 Tales (Burton\nClub 1885), 1: 151\u2013160.\n\n\n\n\n104. BIRD AND HUNTER.\n\nCommon as is this story in Africa, I heard only one version in Jamaica.\nSee also numbers 82a and 103 and Grimm 60, Two Brothers, Bolte u.\nPol\u00edvka 1: 528\u2013556.\n\nCompare Junod, 276\u2013292; Jacottet, 56; Basset, 2: 103\u2013107; Rivi\u00e8re, 193;\nDennett, 60\u201364; Chatelain, 89\u201397; Lenz, 15\u201317.\n\n\n\n\n105. JACK AND THE DEVIL ERRANT.\n\nThe story is told by Monk Lewis, 301\u2013307. See also numbers 101, 111,\n112, 113, 119.\n\nCompare Ferrand, Madagascar, 102\u2013113; Parsons, Andros Island, 54\u201360 and\nnote for references. See Boas, JAFL 25: 256, for the relation of the\nstory to \u201cJohn the Bear.\u201d\n\nSee Grimm 113, The King\u2019s Children, Bolte u. Pol\u00edvka, 2: 516\u2013527.\n\n\n\n\n106. THE MAGIC HAT AND THE STAFF OF LIFE.\n\nNumbers 106\u2013109 and 133\u2013136 belong to the Little Peasant cycle of\nstories, Grimm 61, Bolte u. Pol\u00edvka 2: 1\u201318.\n\nThis number contains three episodes. (1) Three men trick another into\nselling a cow cheap by pretending it is a goat. He avenges himself by\nselling them (2) a magic hat which he claims will pay the cost of what\nthey buy, (3) a staff of life through which they are themselves\ndestroyed.\n\nThe first episode occurs in Heetopades of Veeshnoo-Sarma, Wilkin\u2019s\ntranslation (London, 1787), 261\u2013262, 266. The second is episode D in\nBolte u. Pol\u00edvka\u2019s analysis. The third is episode G in Bolte u.\nPol\u00edvka; see note to 109.\n\n\n\n\n107. UNCLE GREEN AND JACK.\n\nSee Bolte u. Pol\u00edvka 2: 1\u201318. The story is composed of three episodes.\n(1) A nephew sells to his miserly uncle a means for making pots\nself-cooking. (2) In revenge, he is put into a bag to be thrown into\nthe sea; exchanges places with a shepherd and gets his sheep, (3) then\npretends to his uncle to have got them underseas and persuades him to\ntry the same means of enriching himself. The first is a modification of\nthe self-cooking vessel, which is episode C in Bolte u. Pol\u00edvka\u2019s\nanalysis.\n\nCompare Clouston, Popular Tales 2: 243, 263, for Norse (Dasent) and\nItalian (Crane) parallels; Espinosa, Pedro de Ordimales cycle, JAFL 27:\n169, and discussion, 220\u2013221.\n\nThe second and third are episodes H and J in Bolte u. Pol\u00edvka. See\nnumbers 23 and 108 in this collection.\n\n\n\n\n108. BIG BEGUM AND LITTLE BEGUM.\n\nSee note to number 106. The story is a version of Hans Anderson\u2019s Big\nClaus and Little Claus, Grimm 61; Bolte u. Pol\u00edvka 2: 1\u201318 and contains\nthree episodes. (1) \u201cLittle Begum\u201d tricks \u201cBig Begum\u201d into killing his\noxen to get gold. (2) and (3) He exchanges places in the bag, gets a\ndrove of sheep, and tricks \u201cBig Begum\u201d into getting himself drowned in\nthe same bag, as in number 107.\n\n(1) Episode F in Bolte u. Pol\u00edvka\u2019s analysis. This informant\u2019s stories\nwere not well motivated; the version does not explain how \u201cLittle\nBegum\u201d sold the pretended magic hide. In Arcin, 475\u2013476, Zeltner,\n62\u201372, and Parsons, Andros Island, 86, the episode is accompanied by\nthe trick of the life-giving staff (G\u2032 and see number 106); in Edwards,\n95\u201396, by the trick of the dead mother pretended slain (G\u2033 and see\nnumber 135).\n\n(2) and (3) In Fortier, 88\u201389, as in this version, (1) is accompanied\nby the bag trick, episodes H and J in Bolte u. Pol\u00edvka\u2019s analysis. See\nalso number 23.\n\nCompare the \u201cPedro Ordimales\u201d cycle in Recinos, JAFL 31: 474\u2013477.\n\n\n\n\n109. THE FOOL AND THE WISE BROTHER.\n\nThe detail of this story proves a folk rather than a literary source.\n\nThe story has three parts. (1) The foolish brother kills his mother in\nthe bath. (2) The two brothers hide in a tree under which robbers are\ndividing their spoil and frighten the robbers away by dropping down a\nweight upon them. (3) One robber returns, and gets his tongue cut out.\n\nCompare Zeltner, 62\u201372; Arcin, 477; Lenz, 51\u201353; Parsons, Andros\nIsland, 92\u201394 and reference note; Sea Islands, 132; Espinosa, JAFL 27:\n119\u2013120; Recinos, JAFL 31: 473\u2013474.\n\n(1) See Grimm 147, Old Man Made Young Again, Bolte u. Pol\u00edvka 3:\n193\u2013199, where the killing hot bath is identified with the fire bath\nwhich restores the old to youth, but which either fails when attempted\nby a pretender or is employed as a trick to destroy a powerful enemy;\ne.g. Ferrand, Madagascar, 67. In Arcin and Zeltner, the story follows\nthis order: (1) Gold-producing animal, (2) Life-giving staff, (3) Ear\ncut off, the life-giving staff taking the place of the killing hot\nbath. In a Jamaica version from Richard Morgan, the killing hot bath is\nfollowed by the story of carting the mother about as if she were alive\nand extracting hush money from her pretended murderers, as in number\n135 (episode G\u201d in Bolte u. Pol\u00edvka\u2019s analysis of Grimm 61).\n\n(2) and (3) See Grimm 59, Frederick and Catherine; Bolte u. Pol\u00edvka 1:\n520\u2013528.\n\n\n\n\n110. THE CHILDREN AND THE WITCH.\n\nSee Grimm 15, Hansel and Gretel, Bolte u. Pol\u00edvka 1: 115\u2013126. Numbers\n83, 98, 115, 119, have some points in common with this story.\n\n\n\n\n111. THE BOY AND THE MERMAID.\n\nThis fragment must belong to a story of a child promised before its\nbirth to a water-spirit, as in Grimm 181 and Parsons, Sea Islands, 137.\n\n\n\n\n112. DIFFICULT TASKS.\n\nThe fragment belongs to a story of difficult tasks, as in number 105.\n\n\n\n\n113. THE GRATEFUL BEASTS.\n\nSee Grimm 197, The Crystal Ball, Bolte u. Pol\u00edvka 3: 424\u2013443; and\ncompare: Chatelain, 65\u201381; Lenz, 25\u201327; Mason and Espinosa, JAFL 24:\n398; discussed by Espinosa, JAFL 27: 212\u2013213.\n\n\n\n\n114. JACK AND THE BEAN-STALK.\n\nSee Joseph Jacobs, English Fairy Tales (Putnam, 1898), 59\u201368, and\ncompare Parsons (Maryland and Pennsylvania), JAFL 30: 212\u2013213.\n\n\n\n\n115. JACK AND THE DEVIL.\n\nSee Jekyll, 35\u201337, Mr. Bluebeard, and Grimm 46, Fitcher\u2019s Bird, Bolte\nu. Pol\u00edvka 1: 398\u2013412.\n\n\n\n\n116. JACK\u2019S RIDDLE.\n\nSee Grimm 22, The Riddle, Bolte u. Pol\u00edvka 1: 188\u2013202 and compare\nBarker, 171\u2013175; Fortier, 62\u201369; Recinos, JAFL 31: 475\u2013476.\n\n\n\n\n117. JACK AS FORTUNE-TELLER.\n\nSee Grimm 98, Doctor Know-all, Bolte u. Pol\u00edvka 2: 401\u2013413, and compare\nJones, 68\u201372; Fortier, 116; Harris, Friends, 32\u201333; Smiley, JAFL 32:\n370; Espinosa, JAFL 24: 415\u2013419; discussed by Boas, JAFL 25: 251, and\nby Espinosa, JAFL 27: 215\u2013216.\n\n\n\n\n118. ROBIN AS FORTUNE-TELLER.\n\nSee note to number 117.\n\n\n\n\n119. JACK AND THE GRATEFUL DEAD.\n\nSee number 113 and Boas\u2019s discussion, JAFL 25: 256\u2013257. This is the\nstory of Thorsteinn, the King\u2019s Son in Icelandic Legends (Arnason)\ntranslated by Powell & Magnussen (London, 1866), 527\u2013540.\n\n\n\n\n120. THE BOY AND HIS MASTER.\n\nSee Grimm 68, The Thief and his Master, Bolte u. Pol\u00edvka 2: 60\u201369; and\ncompare Tremearne, 223\u2013224; Mason and Espinosa, New Mexico, JAFL 24:\n423\u2013424.\n\n\n\n\n121. THE LANGUAGE OF BEASTS.\n\nSee Grimm 17, The White Snake, Bolte u. Pol\u00edvka 1: 131\u2013134; and Aarne\u2019s\nstudy, Der Tiersprachen verstehende Mann, in FF Communications No. 15.\nCompare Koelle, 143\u2013145; Basset 2: 119\u2013124; Junod, 314\u2013317; Chatelain,\n219\u2013223; Smith, 565.\n\n\n\n\n122. THE THREE PIECES OF ADVICE.\n\nCompare Steere, 413; Mason & Espinosa, JAFL 24: 408\u2013411: discussed by\nEspinosa, JAFL 27: 213\u2013214.\n\n\n\n\n123. THE BROTHERS AND THE LIFE-TREE.\n\nSee Grimm 107, The Two Travellers; Bolte u. Pol\u00edvka 2: 468\u2013482 and\ncompare Dayrell, 58\u201360; Espinosa, JAFL 27: 191\u2013195.\n\n\n\n\n124. THE SKILLFUL BROTHERS.\n\nSee Grimm 129, Four Skillful Brothers, Bolte u. Pol\u00edvka 2:165\u2013169 and\ncompare Cronise and Ward, 200\u2013205; Renel 1:215\u2013223; Dennett, 33\u201334;\nParsons, Sea Islands, 75.\n\n\n\n\n125. THE THREE SILLIES.\n\nSee Grimm 34, Clever Elsie, Bolte u. Pol\u00edvka 1:335\u2013342, and Clouston,\nBook of Noodles, 7. Compare Parsons, Andros Island, 128\u2013129; Sea\nIslands, 94.\n\n\n\n\n126. A MISUNDERSTANDING.\n\nSee Grimm 84, Hans Married, Bolte u. Pol\u00edvka 2:203\u2013204.\n\n\n\n\n127. BIG-HEAD, BIG-BELLY AND LITTLE-FOOT.\n\nThe story is very common in Jamaica. See Grimm 18, The Straw, the Coal\nand the Bean, Bolte u. Pol\u00edvka 1:135\u2013137, and compare Parsons, Andros\nIsland, 147.\n\n\n\n\n128. THE GOAT IN THE LION\u2019S DEN.\n\n\n\n\n129. DONKEY, CAT AND THE LION\u2019S HEAD.\n\nThe familiar episode of the Wolf\u2019s head which occurs early in the\nReynard cycle (see Percy Society Publications 12, Introduction, pages\nxxxiii-xxxiv) is, in African stories, often combined with that of the\nGoat in the Lion\u2019s den (or the Hyena\u2019s). Compare Rattray, Chinyanje,\n149\u2013152; Tremearne, 227\u2013229; FL 22:63\u201365.\n\n\n\n\n130. CLEVER MOLLY MAY.\n\nSee Grimm 77, Clever Gretel, Bolte u. Pol\u00edvka 2:129\u2013131; and Parsons,\nSea Islands, 140. From this point in the group of stories Anansi is\nintroduced in the role of hero.\n\n\n\n\n131. DANCING TO ANANSI\u2019S FIDDLE.\n\nSee Grimm 110, The Jew among Thorns, Bolte u. Pol\u00edvka 2:490\u2013503; and\ncompare Bundy, JAFL 32:412\u2013413.\n\n\n\n\n132. ANANSI CLAIMS THE DINNER.\n\nCompare Nassau, 42\u201344; Tremearne, FL 21:212; Krug, JAFL 25:106\u2013107.\n\n\n\n\n133. ANANSI SEEKS HIS FORTUNE.\n\nSee note to number 106, and Grimm 104, Wise Folks, Bolte u. Pol\u00edvka,\n2:440\u2013451. One version from Parsons, Andros Island, 93\u201394, connects\nthis episode with those of the frightened robbers and the\ntongue-cutting in number 109.\n\n\n\n\n134. THE PANNIER JAR.\n\nSee note to number 106. This is episode F\u2034 in Bolte u. Pol\u00edvka\u2019s\nanalysis of Grimm\u2019s Little Peasant. Compare Parsons, Sea Islands, 89;\nJAFL 32: 372, and note for references.\n\n\n\n\n135. ANANSI KILLS HIS GRANDMOTHER.\n\nSee note to number 106. This is episode G\u2033 in Bolte u. Pol\u00edvka\u2019s\nanalysis of Grimm\u2019s \u201cLittle Peasant.\u201d Compare Parsons, Andros Island,\n87 and note for references.\n\n\n\n\n136. WHITE-BELLY AND ANANSI.\n\nSee note to number 106. The trick corresponds to F\u2032 or G\u2032 in Bolte u.\nPol\u00edvka\u2019s analysis of The Little Peasant.\n\n\n\n\n137. MONKEY HUNTS ANANSI.\n\nSee Boas, JAFL 25: 223\u2013226, where the Devil is the rival sorcerer.\n\n\n\n\n138. ANANSI AND THE PIG.\n\nSee Grimm 72a, Bolte u. Pol\u00edvka, 2: 100\u2013106; and compare Parsons,\nAndros Island, 108 and note; discussion of Spanish forms by Boas, JAFL\n25: 252, note; by Espinosa, JAFL 27: 222\u2013227.\n\n\n\n\n139. THE FIFER.\n\nThe story is common in Jamaica. See Jekyll, 98\u201399. It was told me as a\n\u201cspeak-acting\u201d story, but as I could get no other of exactly the same\ncharacter, I do not know how common it used to be to present a Nansi\nstory in this way. The Nansi story is now given in the form of a\ndramatic monologue or rehearsed simply as a tale.\n\nFor the story of \u201cThe Fifer,\u201d six actors were required, one to\nrepresent the boy, one the father, and four others the \u201cwild beasts.\u201d\n\u201cAnansi,\u201d \u201cDry-head,\u201d \u201cTacoomah\u201d and \u201cTiger\u201d were the \u201cbeasts.\u201d Roe\nsaid that \u201cthe one who takes the son\u2019s part tells the story.\u201d The\ndramatization went on much like a school exercise performed by grown\nmen, with improvised action and (probably) extemporized dialogue. It\nended in a dance in which all six joined.\n\nCompare Tremearne, 301; Harris, Nights, 370\u2013373; Edwards, 87\u201388;\nParsons, Andros Island, 137\u2013138.\n\nThe story seems to be drawn from such prohibitions against whistling at\nnight or whistling more than twice when walking at night or through a\nhaunted forest as are quoted by Sebillot, Le Folk-lore de France 1:\n159, 283. He tells a Breton story of a lad who forgot the prohibition\nand found himself mocked and followed by the Devil, who bore him off\njust as he had reached home. Compare number 66, note.\n\n\n\n\n141. TACOOMAH MAKES A DANCE.\n\nMedleys of this character seem to have been a popular form of\nentertainment and may still be common, though the examples I have were\ngiven me in every case by old men. They are composed of scraps of song\nor whole scenes from well-known Nansi stories, together with\ngame-songs, imitations of animal sounds, and \u201crhyming,\u201d strung together\nmuch like our own musical medleys\u2014the last line of one suggesting the\nfirst of the next. In this example, story-songs from numbers 97 and 86\nare followed by a game dialogue; next by some animal imitations; last,\nby a specimen of Jamaica \u201crhyming.\u201d Other examples of this kind of\nimprovised \u201crhyming\u201d are:\n\n\n \u201cMr. Might, jump up a height, after a kite,\n And knock his eye, upon his hog-sty, and cry out \u2018hi!\n oh, my! why should I die\u2019.\u201d\n\n \u201cThere is a boat, and in the boat, is a goat, and has\n a long coat, catch him under the throat.\u201d\n\n\n\n\n142. ANANSI MAKES A DANCE.\n\nThe songs of this medley at first follow the story of Goat\u2019s escape\nfrom the dance, number 40, combined with the parallel story of Rat\u2019s\nescape from Puss\u2019s dance. The song is taken from a popular game in\nwhich one player represents the cat, another the rat; all the others\nform a line with clasped hands, and Puss tries to catch Rat through the\nline, while all sing the song. The bull\u2019s song belongs to number 88 or\n89. Anansi\u2019s fifing is possibly taken from 139.\n\n\n\n\n143. RED YAM.\n\nOld Mary Roden was bed-ridden and lived in a one-roomed hut, the floor\nof which was falling in. The little grandchild, when prompted to \u201cmake\na figure,\u201d danced quite spontaneously to the rhythm of the\ngrandmother\u2019s quavering song. The same is true of the next two numbers.\nSongs sung to be danced to in this fashion have rather the monotonous\nrhythm of a drum-beat than any melody in our sense of the word. For the\nstory, see number 23.\n\n\n\n\n145. FOWL AND PRETTY POLL.\n\nLiterally this means, Fowl wants to be married to Parrot in church, but\nParrot has no good clothes. Parrot wants Crow to marry her in church,\nbut he says he can\u2019t because of his peelhead (or perhaps he wants to in\nspite of this peelhead). Compare the witticism vi.\n\n\n\n\n146. THE CUMBALO.\n\nSarah Findley was an old-time negress who lived in a little hut far out\nin the bush. She danced to the song with a queer jumping motion like\nboys playing leap-frog and with all the agility of a young girl. The\ndance as a wake game is performed upon two parallel bars held by four\nmen. One informant called it dancing \u201cCalimbe.\u201d\n\n\n\n\n149. ANIMAL TALK.\n\nAgain there are, in this medley which imitates animal sounds,\nreminiscences of consecutive Nansi stories\u2014Crab\u2019s words, in number 54;\nGround Dove\u2019s in 50. For the fasting contest, see number 61.\n\nTremearne, 28, says that the imitation of animal cries is a favorite\ndevice in African story-telling. Compare Hollis, Nandi, 109\u2013111, where\na great many examples are given of this kind of entertainment.\n\n\n\n\nWITTICISMS.\n\nI & II. These old-fashioned slave stories are from old Vassel Edwards\nat Retirement, in the Cock-Pit country. They belong to the\n\u201cnager-trick\u201d stories quoted by Lewis.\n\n\nIII. The Congo negro is said to be duller-witted than negroes from the\nGold Coast. To call a man a \u201cCongo\u201d is hence a term of ridicule.\n\n\nIV. This witticism is common. In one version, the man was said to be\n\u201cwalking in Kingston.\u201d Mrs. Elizabeth Hilton gave me a version she\nlearned from Henry Roe, school-master at Retirement, which bears the\nmarks of having been put together by some literary entertainer.\n\n\n\u201cMassa Peter was a funny sort of a buckra massa. He was \u201cmustafenia\u201d\n(white by law). Massa Peter an\u2019 me, we go to school together. We were\nreadin\u2019 in a \u2018pellin\u2019 (book) an\u2019 we were doin\u2019 jumba fraction sum.\n\n\u201cFrom the day me leave school me never see Marse Peter any more till\none day we buck up. A glad to see him till a couldn\u2019t glad any more.\nMarse Peter went a tell me somet\u2019ing, a laugh till me belly nearly pop.\n\n\u201cMarse Peter was the sort of boy used to go out after hours. Him ma\ntell him if him (she) been dead before him, she will show him token\n(frighten him). But Marse Peter never will believe her. One night,\nMarse Peter go out. When him coming back, he catch right at the\ncross-road where dem Taylor boy used to sit down a day-time, an\u2019 smell\nsomet\u2019ing funny, but he never know wha\u2019. He been \u2019fraid, but afterward\nhe no \u2019fraid again. An\u2019 see one man come wid litt\u2019e fire. He say, \u2018I\nbeg you a light, sah!\u2019 The man give him a light. The man has some teeth\na his mouth, they long like a Jack-ass a laugh a sun-hot. Marse Peter\npass the man. He meet up another man. He say, \u2018Look here, me frien\u2019, I\nmeet a man jus\u2019 roun\u2019 the turning, have teeth long like a Jack-ass a\nlaugh a sun-hot.\u2019 The man said, \u2018Teeth like these do they long?\u2019 Marse\nPeter run an\u2019 he run an\u2019 never stop runnin\u2019 till he meet up a mother\nbed. From that, Marse Peter never go af\u2019er no girl again. Marse Peter\nbehave a good buckra massa af\u2019er this.\u201d\n\n\nV. The witticism is used in a good many connections. In one story, a\nman finds a boy by the roadside and takes him home. When he asks the\nboy to blow the fire, the duppy says, \u201cMe kyant blow de fire, for me\ndead long time an\u2019 dirt eat out all me teet\u2019.\u201d The man beats him and he\nruns away crying, \u201cLor! me dead two time.\u201d In another version, \u201cRolling\nCalf\u201d takes possession of a house. While he is asleep, the owner makes\nan iron fork red hot and catches him about the neck.\n\n\nVI. See number 145.\n\n\nVIII. Compare Cundall, FL 15:91, where the \u201cRolling Calf,\u201d afraid of\nthe moon, tumbles over into the stream and sprains his foot. He says,\n\u201cA don\u2019t mind the wet, a wet, but the \u2019prain a \u2019prain me foot\u2019.\u201d\n\n\nX. In Tremearne, FL 22:222\u2013223, Lizard and Mouse both court a woman.\nMouse tells her that Lizard is blind, can\u2019t see at night; Cock tells\nher that Rat is a thief, can\u2019t be seen in the market.\n\nIn Koelle, 174\u2013177, Toad and Rat have a wager to see if one can do what\nthe other cannot. Toad passes a crowd with a whole skin; Rat is pursued\nwith sticks and stones.\n\n\nXI. See number 48.\n\n\nXII. From Alexander Archibald, near Mandeville.\n\n\nXIII. From Mrs. Matilda Hall, Harmony Hall. See number 4.\n\n\nXVI. This and the next two witticisms were written out by some young\nlads in Bethlehem, Santa Cruz Mountains.\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\nSUPPLEMENTARY NOTES.\n\n\n46. WHY TUMBLE-BUG ROLLS IN THE DUNG.\n\nIn Seidel\u2019s story of the \u201cMiracle of the Sidi\u201d (Geschichten und Lieder\nder Afrikaner, 105), the devil dares the Sidi to marry a slave to a\nprincess. The father of the princess has set to her wooers the\nsupposedly impossible task of filling a bag with hyacinths out of\nhyacinth season. The Sidi fills the bag with stones and bids the slave\nempty it out before the king, when the stones are by miracle turned\ninto hyacinths.\n\n\n\n\n48. WHY DOG IS ALWAYS LOOKING.\n\nA Jamaica negro proverb runs, \u201cDarg say befo\u2019 him plant yam fe look\nlike masquita\u2019 foot, him satisfy fe tun beggar.\u201d See Cundall\u2019s\ncollection (Kingston, 1910), 211.\n\n\n\n\n56. RAT\u2019S WEDDING.\n\nIt is not the wooden foot-bridge but any drain beside the road\u2014the\ngutter\u2014which Jamaicans call a \u2018water table.\u2019\n\n\n\n\n66. SIMON TOOTOOS.\n\nFor the music of these songs see Publications of the Modern Language\nAssociation of America, 39 (1924): 482.\n\n\n\n\n97. LEAP, TIMBER, LEAP.\n\nAn old man over eighty who was present at the recital of this story\nremembered hearing it when he was a little boy. Hauling lumber was in\nold days accompanied by song. The story turns upon a theme common in\nAmerican Indian hero cycles, that of a trickster\u2019s claim to magical\npowers which he does not possess.\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\nINDEX TO INFORMANTS.\n\n\n1. Alexander, Emily, aged 15. She came to my room in the evening after\nher work was done at the hotel and recited to me more than twenty\nstories which she had from her father, who was a native of Mandeville,\nand with which she was in the habit of entertaining the other young\npeople employed at the hotel.\n\nSee 108, 109, 110, 111, 130.\n\n\n2. Archibald, Alexander, aged 62. He was \u201ctea-meeting chairman\u201d in the\ndistrict of New Green, near Mandeville. I visited him at his home one\nlate afternoon. Seated on his own door-step in the midst of a circle of\nhis neighbors, he recited six stories with much wit and good humor.\n\nSee 32b, 36.\n\n\n3. Bailey, Vivian, a lad, also of Mandeville.\n\nSee 1b.\n\n\n4. Baker, Maud, aged 21. She called upon me with her stories, which she\nhad from her father, a native of Dry River, though she herself had been\neducated in Kingston.\n\nSee 102, 106.\n\n\n5. Barrett, Eliza, aged 30. She was one of a group of women who were\nfriends of the colored housekeeper at Harmony Hall.\n\nSee 92b (1).\n\n\n6. Barrett, George, aged 60 or over. He visited me at Harmony Hall with\na group of men from Maroon Town. They would spend a whole morning or\neven all day telling stories in this way, first one and then another\ntaking his turn and each making way for the other with a fine sense of\nfair play.\n\nSee 57b (2), 76a, 84a.\n\n\n7. Brown, Arthur, aged 23. He was a friend of the chauffeur for the\nhotel at St. Ann\u2019s Bay and took me down to his mother\u2019s house at\nSteeretown, where he gathered a group for story-telling, each one\nreciting one or two stories in turn.\n\nSee 127a.\n\n\n8. Brown, Margaret, aged 55, mother of Arthur.\n\nSee 47a.\n\n\n9. Brown, Philip, aged 19, a jolly contingent of Caledonia, near\nMandeville.\n\nSee 75, 76b.\n\n\n10. Brown, T., another contingent, a Claremont lad who had picked up a\nquantity of stories but recited them in a slovenly way, without wit or\npoint.\n\nSee 117.\n\n\n11. Christie, Samuel, over 60. He was one of the group at Steeretown,\nnear St. Ann\u2019s Bay, and a good story-teller.\n\nSee 5b, 12a, 14.\n\n\n12. Collins, Benjamin, a crippled lad of George\u2019s Valley, near\nMandeville.\n\nSee 11a.\n\n\n13. Daley, Edward, part East Indian. He was in the prison-gang whose\noverseer I was interviewing.\n\nSee 132.\n\n\n14. Dodd, Emiline, under 30. She visited the house at Lacovia where I\nwas staying.\n\nSee 86b.\n\n\n15. Doran, Grace, very old. She was from Whitehall, near Harmony Hall.\nShe interpolated her stories with songs in the old style, but talked so\nrapidly I was unable to follow except in snatches.\n\nSee 27a.\n\n\n16. Edwards, Vassel, over 80. His father and mother had been slaves in\nthe same district, one at Retirement, where he himself had lived all\nhis life and was now deacon in the Scotch Presbyterian church.\n\nSee 134 and the first two witticisms.\n\n\n17. Falconer, Simeon, aged 47. He was an intelligent and resourceful\nman, a church member but nevertheless a frequenter of wakes, where he\nlearned his stories. He dictated his stories to me at his home, without\naudience, and on various visits. His little sitting-room held a\nmahogany table set against the wall, at each end two mahogany chairs,\nin which we sat, and a curiously carved chair which a friend had\nbrought him from Africa.\n\nSee 10a, 16, 17a, 50, 62, 64.\n\n\n18. Findley, Sarah, \u201cover 50.\u201d She was mother to one of the house-girls\nat Bethlehem, in the Santa Cruz Mountains, an old-time woman and quite\nilliterate.\n\nSee 146.\n\n\n19. Forbes, William, over 75. He came from Dry River and was one of my\nbest story-tellers. He had been song-leader and \u201cTea-meeting chairman\u201d\nfor his district and was much respected for his intelligence and sense\nof order. He came at several different times and sang or told stories\nwith equal ease and with a freshness and delight which was contagious,\nnever failing to bring a small gift from his garden and never arguing\nover the pay. He had a very long-shaped head and beaming eyes.\n\nSee 2a, 3, 7, 8, 11b, 24, 25b, 46, 70, 85c, 86a, 101, 140, 141, 142.\n\n\n20. Ford, May, a young girl. She was of the better class, daughter of\nthe lodging-house keeper at Newmarket, in Westmoreland.\n\nSee 44.\n\n\n21. Foster, Alexander, aged 40, one of the Maroon story-tellers.\n\nSee 88.\n\n\n22. Gentle, Julia, over 70. She came to me twice at Bethlehem in the\nSanta Cruz mountains and recited the stories with great rapidity as if\nshe knew them by heart in a fixed form, among them some English ballads\nof second rate interest.\n\nSee 18, 60b, 61, 69b, 77, 112.\n\n\n23. Hall, Matilda, aged 50, one of the women who came to me at Harmony\nHall, and a good singer and story-teller.\n\nSee 57c, 71a, 85b, 148.\n\n24. Harris, William, a young man. He came from a shop at Maggotty and\nwas scarcely able to speak from bashfulness.\n\nSee 73b.\n\n\n25. Hendricks, Moses, over 60. He was a white man, but lived with his\nnegro family like one of the race; an excellent story-teller, dictating\nsome fifteen stories to me at three different visits to his house.\n\nSee 13b, 15, 25a, 26, 29, 35, 48, 69a, 99, 138.\n\n\n26. Hilton, Elizabeth, aged 41. She was care-taker at Harmony-Hall and\na fine intelligent type. In the evening when her work was done, she\nrecited to me some thirteen stories learned from her mother who was\nbrought up at Harmony Hall, and from an old school-master at\nRetirement.\n\nSee 37a, 40b (1), 84b, 104, 105.\n\n\n27. Hilton, Norman, aged 13, son to Elizabeth.\n\nSee 5.\n\n\n28. Hilton, James Anderson, aged 33, one of the Maroon men.\n\nSee 149.\n\n\n29. Iron, Adolphus, about 50. A reputed humorist from Golden Grove near\nClaremont, but disappointing in frock coat at the lodging house.\n\nSee 20, 37b.\n\n\n30. Johnson, Emanuel, about 40, from Orange Hill near Brownstown.\n\nSee 30c, 97a.\n\n\n31. Jones, Stanley, aged 27, one of the Claremont group.\n\nSee 21c, 133.\n\n\n32. Macfarlane, Joseph, aged 14. He was a natural clown, long and\nloose-jointed. It was in the evening after work at Moneague and he\nstood in the middle of the group and acted out the story he was telling\nin rapid, unintelligible dialect, and with excellent mimicry of both\nspeech and gesture. Afterward he recited it to me more slowly, possibly\nmore in detail.\n\nSee 5a, 129.\n\n\n33. Macfarlane, Rennie, aged 11. He was employed at the hotel in\nMandeville.\n\nSee 27b, 38a, 59.\n\n\n34. Morgan, Richard, about 50. He was an entertainer in the Santa Cruz\ndistrict and came over to Falconer\u2019s for two days to give me these\nstories.\n\nSee 6, 17d, 19, 21a, 34, 45, 52, 54, 55, 57a, 85a (1), 87a, 89, 92b\n(3), 93, 98, 119, 120, 121, 122, 123, 124, 136, 137.\n\n\n35. Morris, Margaret, aged 85. Her memory wandered unless prompted by\nher son-in-law, at that time captain of the Maroons.\n\nSee 74.\n\n\n36. Morrison, Vincent, aged 20. He was a Mandeville lad and claimed to\n\u201ccompose\u201d his stories.\n\nSee 94.\n\n\n37. Parkes, George, over 40. This blind man had lived in different\nparts of the island and been over-seas in Africa. He had picked up\nstories wherever he went, and he took great pleasure in reciting them\nto me. He gave me fifteen at different visits, all very full and\naccurate. He was an indifferent singer and made no attempt to act out\nthe story.\n\nSee 1a, 2b, 4, 21b, 22, 23, 30a, 31, 32a, 33, 38b, 65, 87b, 91, 92a,\n95.\n\n\n38. Pottinger, Henry, over 70. We were gathered one evening in his\nson\u2019s cottage near Claremont for story-telling when the old man made\nhis appearance chanting a nonsense line as he came. It seemed to be a\nkind of formal prelude to the occasion, but I could not get the words.\n\nSee 103.\n\n\n39. Pottinger, Richard, over 40. He was son to Henry, with a great\nlocal reputation. A group gathered in his house two evenings after work\nand told stories in turn as seemed to be the custom.\n\nSee 40a, 78c, 115.\n\n\n40. Ramtalli, (Mrs.) about 30. She was of the better educated class,\nfrom St. Mary\u2019s parish, and wife of the East Indian school-master at\nMaggotty.\n\nSee 39, 90.\n\n\n41. Roach, David. He was at Lacovia with a company of strolling players\nat Christmas-time, but he came from Savannah-la-mar.\n\nSee 43a, 79.\n\n\n42. Robinson, Howard, from Retirement.\n\nSee 97b.\n\n\n43. Roden, Mary Jane, over 80. She was bedridden. The cottage had one\nroom and the floor was partly broken through. Her daughter was ironing,\nthe little grandchild danced to the songs she crooned.\n\nSee 143, 144, 145.\n\n\n44. Roe, Charles, aged 50, one of the Maroons.\n\nSee 28, 125.\n\n\n45. Roe, Martha, aged 74, also a Maroon.\n\nSee 81, 82b.\n\n\n46. Roe, Richard, aged 55, another Maroon.\n\nSee 139.\n\n\n47. Samuels, Etheline, aged 14, from Claremont.\n\nSee 63.\n\n\n48. Saunders, William, a lad employed at the hotel in Mandeville.\n\nSee 17b.\n\n\n49. Smith, James. He belonged to the group who gathered at Pottinger\u2019s\nnear Claremont, a younger, better educated man, who claimed to be a\n\u201ccomposer.\u201d\n\nSee 113, 127b.\n\n\n50. Spence, Henry, \u201cover 50.\u201d He was song-leader for the workmen on the\nBog estate in Westmoreland and recited some twenty stories at two\ndifferent interviews, all briefly and with wit.\n\nSee 10b, 12b, 41, 42, 43b, 47b, 92b (2), 118, 128.\n\n\n51. Tathum, Clarence, aged 20, from Mandeville.\n\nSee 114, 116.\n\n\n52. Thompson, Charles, aged 18, a Maroon.\n\nSee 32c.\n\n\n53. Tomlinson, Florence, aged 54. She was formerly house-servant on the\nCornwall estate and was accustomed to entertain with stories and\ndancing.\n\nSee 78b, 87c, 126.\n\n\n54. Townsend, Alexander, over 65. He was father of the penman at the\nFlamstead ranch and was invited up to the house on Christmas afternoon\nto sing and tell stories.\n\nSee 100.\n\n\n55. Tulloch, aged 22. He was from Higginstown and acted as chauffeur at\nthe hotel at St. Ann\u2019s Bay.\n\nSee 17c.\n\n56. Vassel, Sarah, a girl employed on the Bog estate.\n\nSee 49, 131.\n\n\n57. Watkins, Susan, aged 23, from Claremont.\n\nSee 13a, 147.\n\n\n56. Watson, Ethel, aged 32. She told stories one morning while tending\nher sick child at Roseberry Bush, in the Santa Cruz Mountains.\n\nSee 13c.\n\n\n59. White, Thomas, about 40. On my first visit to Maroon Town in the\ncock-pit country, he was selected as the leading Maroon story-teller to\nrecite stories for me in the church vestry, where half the town\ngathered as audience. Others he gave me at Harmony Hall. The music he\ndictated to Miss Roberts at a later visit. He was one of my best\ninformants, though an adroit padder with an eye to compensation.\n\nSee 5c, 66, 67, 68, 78a, 80, 82a, 83, 87a (note), 93, 96.\n\n\n60. Williams, Alfred, his friend. He was the Maroon song-leader and,\nwith White, led the games and sports. A good singer, but an indifferent\nstory-teller.\n\nSee 40b (2), 60a, 72, 73a.\n\n\n61. Williams, Ezekiel, aged 43. At the time of my first visit to\nHarmony Hall, he was head-man on the estate. He was brought up at\nRetirement, a big man, very black, timid through superstition, but full\nof genuine delight in acting and music.\n\nSee 30b.\n\n\n62. Williams, Thomas, about 70. He was a good entertainer, a man of the\nold type, living near Harmony Hall.\n\nSee 56, 58, 107.\n\n\n63. Witter, Oliver, a lad. He was a school-boy at Bethlehem, and wrote\nout for me the text of six stories.\n\nSee 71b.\n\n\n64. Wright, Charles, aged 44. He was one of the group at Harmony Hall,\nbut not a Maroon.\n\nSee 9.\n\n\n65. Wright, Eliza, aged 30. From Maroon Town.\n\nSee 57b (1).\n\n\n66. Wright, Samuel, aged 28, a Maroon.\n\nSee 53.\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\nNOTES\n\n\n[1] depon here signifies \u201cbecause of.\u201d\n\n[2] A kettle.\n\n[3] Tall bush peas, one of the commonest and most prized of Jamaica\ncrop.\n\n[4] Anansi here claims the power of a sorcerer.\n\n[5] Record was poor and could only be taken in part.\n\n[6] See story 96.\n\n[7] The misunderstood warning is inserted from another narrator.\n\n[8] This means, \u201cEat, eat, eat\u201d;\u2014\u201cDon\u2019t want anything to eat.\u201d\n\n[9] Fire-flies are common in Jamaica.\n\n[10] Pineapple.\n\n[11] Anyone who has a knife can eat pineapple; anyone who has none\ncannot eat pineapple.\n\n[12] A duppy is a ghost, spirit, or any supernatural apparition, but\nhere probably refers to the Devil.\n\n[13] Crow\u2019s name in French stories.\n\n[14] A machete is a broad heavy knife used to clear brush, cut cane,\netc.\n\n[15] So-so means \u201conly.\u201d\n\n[16] Colloquial for \u201cgetting me into trouble.\u201d\n\n[17] \u201cA lie, sir!\u201d\n\n[18] Yeye is Jamaican for \u201ceyes\u201d.\n\n[19] \u201cDry-head is one of the same species, but he is a different man\nfrom them.\u201d \u201cDry-head is a man always hide himself in the bush to eat\nup what Anansi or Tacoomah have,\u201d Parkes says.\u2014He figures as a kind of\nold man of the sea in the Anansi stories.\n\n[20] Tack means a \u201ctrick\u201d.\n\n[21] A yellow yam, the favorite vegetable food of the negro is called\n\u201cafoo yam\u201d.\n\n[22] Fawning means \u201cfeigning\u201d.\n\n[23] A cement platform for drying coffee or piment berries.\n\n[24] A kind of plant with poisonous juice.\n\n[25] By himself, alone.\n\n[26] From this point the story follows a Lacovia version.\n\n[27] Wild yam.\n\n[28] \u201cGo-long-go\u201d corresponds with \u201cDry-head\u201d in other versions. See\nnote to 22.\n\n[29] \u201cYou ate the meat and gave me none.\u201d\n\n[30] A pit in the ground near the sea-coast, into which the waves wash\nis called a \u201csea-ball.\u201d\n\n[31] \u201cA very hasty temper.\u201d\n\n[32] Oonoo is Jamaican for \u201cyou.\u201d\n\n[33] \u201cIn your district.\u201d\n\n[34] Butterfly.\n\n[35] A Jamaican food-basket, woven deep and square in shape.\n\n[36] A soiled garment should never be left about lest it be used by the\nsorcerer to bewitch the owner. Burning such a garment produces a skin\ndisease exactly like a burn, according to the common belief.\n\n[37] A shallow flaring bowl.\n\n[38] \u201cI thought you were dead.\u201d\n\n[39] Assono is a large animal, unidentified. See story 75.\n\n[40] The repetition is distributive and means \u201cuntil to-day.\u201d\n\n[41] A local place-name.\n\n[42] A wooden foot-path is laid above the level of high water at the\nside of a road likely to be flooded in high water. This is called a\n\u2018water table\u2019.\n\n[43] The pot\u2019s equilibrium was disturbed by the impact.\n\n[44] This is a reference to the common saying, Cockroach never so\ndrunk, no walk a fowl yard.\n\n[45] A round tin cooking pot is called a \u201cbonpon\u201d. So is a high round\nhat.\n\n[46] A trap.\n\n[47] A cooking-pot.\n\n[48] The song sung is the Koromanti Death Song, always used by the\nMaroons at a burial.\n\n[49] Carencron.\n\n[50] Sung by Mrs. Williams.\n\n[51] An overseer on an estate.\n\n[52] An estate devoted to cattle-raising.\n\n[53] \u201cOnly.\u201d\n\n[54] The proverb is added from an old mammy of over a hundred years.\n\n[55] Framboesia, popularly called \u201cyaws\u201d is a contagious though curable\nskin disease common among young negroes of the West Indies. It begins\nwith a blister and spreads over the whole body. See Lewis, West Indies,\np. 208.\n\n[56] Thomas White\u2019s version of this song is as follows:\n\nPon, pon, me dearie. Pon, pon, me dearie. Ah, me Nancy, me dear, dear.\n\nOh, oh, you, oh, oh, you, da me Nancy, da me Nancy, What a fine gal!\n\n[57] Jamaica children compose a \u201csecret song\u201d which they amuse\nthemselves with at play or sing when they are walking alone.\n\n[58] In a Brownstown version of the same story, the song is as\nfollows:\u2014\n\nGashawnee, oh, Gashawnee, oh, Gashawnee, Look how little bit a\nSammy call yo\u2019 name, why.\n\n[59] Pronounced \u201croon\u201d.\n\n[60] The song appears twice in the story, the first time only four\nmeasures; it was explained that the second time the song must stop as\ngiven because that is how the Anansi Story ends.\n\n[61] The record is uncertain in places.\n\n[62] It is my trade.\n\n[63] The song was sung by Alfred Williams.\n\n[64] The tune is that of the Devil in the Cock and Corn story, number\n85.\n\n[65] The dialogue is taken from a popular game.\n\n[66] I asked, \u201cWho is Jock?\u201d\u2014\u201cJock man dora.\u201d\n\n[67] The record was faulty.\n\n[68] Part of the first of the song is missing; phonograph needle was\nput down too late.\n\n[69] The narrator continued with the following which, she insisted,\nbelongs with the song:\n\n Tom drunk, but Tom no fool, Tom drunk, but Tom no fool,\n Trala-la-la-la-la-la.\n\nThis last measure may be repeated at will, or the whole three about\nTom. The oftener it is sung, the sweeter the song, in Mother Roden\u2019s\nopinion and in that of many others.\n\nThis singer was most uncertain; in intonation, repetitions, etc. she\nvaried exceedingly and agreed that any way the song was repeated to her\nby the transcriber was correct, no matter how it was sung. The\ntranscriber, therefore, will not vouch for these three tunes. The old\nwoman is a cripple and can neither read nor write. H. R.\n\n[70] Jamaica negroes speak of the groom at a wedding as \u201cthe bride.\u201d\n\n[71] Two school-mistresses in Bethlehem, Santa Cruz Mountains, gave the\nfollowing list of \u201cborn-day names\u201d which belong to negro children in\nJamaica according to the day of the week upon which they are born. See\nJekyll, int. x (l.c.).\n\nAn old woman who was telling me of some obeah practises assured me that\nthe obi-man (sorcerer) did not use a man\u2019s common name when he wanted\nto bewitch him, but his \u201cborn-day\u201d name.\n\n BOYS GIRLS\n\n Sunday Quashy Quashiba\n Monday Quaco Juba\n Tuesday Cubena Cuba\n Wednesday Cudjo Bennie\n Thursday Quaw Abba\n Friday Cuffy Pheba\n Saturday Quamin Benneba.\n\n[72] The music was recorded by a colored boy who was organist in the\nchurch at Bethlehem. The dance (also called \u201ccalimbe\u201d) is performed at\nwakes, two men holding a couple of sticks parallel while a third dances\nupon them to the strains of the song.\n\n[73] A ring-shaped pack made of banana leaves to protect the head when\ncarrying burdens.\n\n[74] \u201cRolling Calf\u201d is a duppy with fiery eyes and flames issuing from\nits nostrils. It drags a chain about its neck, the rattle of which\nstrikes terror to night travellers.\n\n[75] Cf. No. 140, p. 199.\n\n[76] Cf. No. 142, p. 199.\n\n[77] Cf. Suaheli (Velten):\n\n85. There is a buried thing; who can tell the sort of banana, to him\nwill I give an amulet.\n\n \u2014Woman with child.\n\n[78] Cf. No. 114, p. 196.\n\n[79] Cf. No. 113, p. 196.\n\n[80] Cf. No. 64, p. 190. English: Riddles (Boston):\n\nWhat thing is that which is lengthened by being cut at both ends?\n\n \u2014A ditch.\n\n[81] Cf. Porto Rican (Mason and Espinosa):\n\n288. Una arquita muy chiquita, blanquita como la sal; todo el mundo la\nsabe abrir, pero nadie la sabe cerrar.\n\n[82] Cf. West Highlands (Campbell):\n\nA little clear (?) house and its two doors shut.\n\nSuaheli (Velten):\n\n4. My house has no door.\n\nSuahili (Steere):\n\n1. My house is large; it has no door.\n\nEastern Bantu (Seidel):\n\n9. There is a house without a door.\n\nPorto Rican (Mason and Espinosa):\n\n291. Una casa sin ventanas sin puerta ni brujeria, que tiene un gal\u00e1n\nadentro, por d\u00f3nde se meter\u00eda?\n\nCanadian: Ontario, JAFL 31:68:\n\n A little house full of meat,\n No door to go in and eat.\n\n \u2014A nut\n\n[83] Cf. Suaheli (Velten):\n\n24. A Grandmother sits on the stool and weeps there.\n\n \u2014Cooking-pot.\n\n[84] Cf. Nursery Rhymes of England (Halliwell):\n\nCXLVIII. Thirty white horses on a red hill, Now they tramp, now they\nchamp, now they stand still.\n\n[85] Cf. Holme riddles:\n\n(125) Four and twenty white Bulls sate upon a stall, forth came the red\nBull & licked them all.\n\nYorkshire riddles (Notes & Queries, 3rd series, VIII):\n\n Four-&-twenty white beasts,\n And t\u2019 red one licks them all.\n\nCanadian: Ontario, JAFL 31:67\n\nZulu:\n\n3. I puzzle you with a goat-ram which grazes, and white goats; it moves\nabout much, but they eat in one place.\n\nCatalan:\n\nXVIII. Un convent de monjas blancas, dintre hi ha un frare vermell que\n\u2019ls hi repica las ancas.\n\n[86] Cf. Booke of Merry Riddles (Halliwell):\n\nLX. What is it goes through thicke & thin\n And draws his guts after him?\n\nHolme riddles:\n\n(59) Wha is that as goes throw the heye and leves his gutes after it.\n\nWelsh-Gypsy:\n\n33. What goes through the hedge and leaves its guts behind?\n\nCanadian: Ontario, JAFL 31:69.\n\n[87] Cf. Suaheli (Velten):\n\n41. All my children have on turbans.\n\n \u2014Mushrooms.\n\n46. My children all wear clothes and a cap on the side of the head; who\nhas no garment and no cap, he is not my child.\n\n \u2014Fingers. (?)\n\n54. I have seen twenty children in a row with bright frocks on.\n\n \u2014Crows.\n\nSuahili (Steere):\n\n6. My children have turbans; he who has no turban is no child of mine.\n\n \u2014A kind of fruit.\n\n[88] Cf. No. 116, p. 196.\n\n[89] Cf. Suaheli (Velten):\n\n77. My half cocoanut spreads over the whole town.\n\n \u2014Moon.\n\nFilipino (Starr):\n\n78. A single grain of rice filled the whole house.\n\n \u2014Lamp.\n\n[90] Cf. Suaheli (Velten):\n\n72a. I laid down meal in the evening and in the morning nothing was\nthere.\n\nb. I spread out my strips of matting at night; next morning I went out\nand found nothing there.\n\nEastern Bantu (Seidel):\n\n12. I spread my bananas on a rock; the next morning all had been\nstolen.\n\nPorto Rican (Mason and Espinosa):\n\n225. All\u00e1 arriba hay un plato lieno de aceitunas;\n de d\u00eda se recogen, y de noche se riegan.\n\n[91] Cf. Suaheli (Velten):\n\n28. I have built me a great house; it stands upon one post.\n\nHausa (Rattray) 153:\n\nI built a hut with only one post to prop up the roof.\n\n[92] Cf. No. 22, p. 185.\n\nWelsh-Gypsy: Gypsy Lore 5:241:\n\n29. What grows bigger the more you cut away from it?\n\n[93] Cf. No. 185 p. 203.\n\n[94] Cf. Suaheli (Velten):\n\n57. One is father of a hundred.\n\n[95] Cf. Holme riddles:\n\n12. In thickest woods j hunt whith eagles 10 after the chase which when\n(?) j doe descry j dispossesse me of not usefull then & what j take not\nonly that keep j.\n\n \u2014A man scratching his head with both his hands.\n\n[96] Cf. Irish Folk-Lore Riddles, 67:\n\n Riddle me, riddle me, Randy Row,\n My father gave me some seed to sow;\n The seeds were black, the ground was white,\n Riddle me that against Saturday night.\n\nPorto Rican (Mason and Espinosa):\n\n151. S\u00e1bana blanca est\u00e1 tendida, semilla negra se va por encima, tres\nque la riegan y dos que la miran.\n\nCatal\u00e1n (and see note):\n\nXXV. Lo camp es blanch,\n la llav\u00f3 es negra,\n cinch son los bous\n que menan la rella.\n\n[97] Cf. No. 97, p. 194.\n\n[98] Cf. Nursery Rhymes of England (Halliwell):\n\nCLIV. When I went up sandy-hill,\n I met a sandy boy;\n I cut his throat, I sucked his blood,\n And left his skin a hanging-o.\n\nWelsh-Gypsy Folk-riddles:\n\n24. I was going over a bridge; I saw a yellow man. I lifted him up.\n I drank his blood, and I threw him down.\n\nLincolnshire riddles (Notes and Queries 3rd series, VIII):\n\n As I was going over London Brig,\n I spies a little red thing;\n I pick it up, I suck it blood,\n And leaves it skin to dry.\n\nCanadian; Ontario:\n\nAs I went over London bridge, I met my sister Mary; I cut off her head\nand drank her blood and left her body standing.\n\n \u2014Whiskey in a bottle.\n\n[99] Cf. Booke of Merry Riddles (Halliwell):\n\nIX. What is that, that hath a beard of flesh, a mouth of horn, and feet\nlike a griffon?\n\nPopular Rhymes of Scotland (Chambers):\n\nPage 109. Mouth o\u2019 horn, and beard o\u2019 leather;\n Ye\u2019ll no guess that though ye were hanged in a tether.\n\nCatalan:\n\nPage 217. Hi ha un home que porta un vestit fet de pedassos, du la\nbarba de carn y de la cara d\u2019os.\n\n[100] Tremearne, 58:\n\nI have two roads open, though I follow the wrong one I am not lost.\n\n[101] Cf. Booke of Merry Riddles (Halliwell):\n\nXXX. What is it that goes to the water on the head?\n\nWelsh-Gypsy, page 251:\n\n35. What goes to the village head downwards?\n\nIrish Folk-Lore Riddles:\n\n I go round the land and round the land\n And sleep at night on my head.\n\n \u2014Nail in a brogue.\n\nCanadian; Ontario, JAFL 31:68.\n\nPennsylvania German JAFL 19:116:\n\nWas ist das? Fern armer Drop muss die Steg uf und ab geh uf em Kop?\n\n[102] Cf. No. 138, p. 199.\n\nWest African (Seidel), page 176:\n\n6. Two things early and late together yet never touch.\n\n \u2014Parallel roads.\n\n7. Three children all alike who are constantly together yet never touch\neach other.\n\nCatalan (and see notes):\n\nCCVII. Quatre germanas corren agualm\u00e8nt qui part estan posades y agual\ntrebal sostenan y una vol a conseguir l\u2019altra y no s\u2019alcansen.\n\n[103] Cf. No. 72, p. 191.\n\n[104] Cf. Jones, 4; Harris, Nights, 363; Tremearne, 269\u2013270.\n\n[105] Cf. Suaheli (Velten):\n\n47. There is an old man; he himself stays within but his beard is\noutside.\n\n[106] Cf. No. 257, p. 216.\n\n[107] Cf. Porto Rican (Mason and Espinosa):\n\n113 b. Blanco fu\u00e9 mi nacimiento, amarilla mi vejez; y negro me estoy\nponiendo cuando me voy a morir.\n\n[108] Cf. No. 20, p. 185.\n\nNandi (Hollis), 138:\n\nThere lives by the river a woman who has many garments. What is she?\n\n \u2014The wild banana plant.\n\n[109] Cf. No. 13, p. 184.\n\n[110] Cf. No. 51, p. 188.\n\n[111] Cf. Nandi (Hollis), page 135:\n\nI have a child who is known to steal.\n\n \u2014Rat.\n\n[112] Spanish Mexican, JAFL 30:230:\n\nA little black one above, and red Juan below.\n\n \u2014Baking plate on fire.\n\n[113] Cf. Nandi (Hollis), 141:\n\nI slaughtered two oxen, one red and the other white, and their hides\nwere alike.\n\n \u2014Earth and sky.\n\n[114] Cf. Suaheli (Velten):\n\n49a. I send a man to call some one; he comes before the messenger\nreturns.\n\n49b. The messenger sent is not yet returned; the one sent for arrives.\n\n49c. I am sent to call my friend; the friend is come, I am not\nreturned.\n\nPorta Rican (Mason and Espinosa):\n\n174. Mand\u00e9 un muchacho a un mandado; primero vino el mandado que el\nmuchacho.\n\n[115] Cf. Irish Folk-lore Riddles:\n\nIrish: As I looked out of my parlour window\n I saw the dead carrying the live;\n Wasn\u2019t that a wonderful thing?\n\n \u2014Train full of people.\n\nGaelic: As I was at my window,\n I looked through my gold ring;\n I saw the dead carrying the living,\n Wasn\u2019t that a wondrous thing?\n\n \u2014Ship.\n\nPopular Rhymes of Scotland (Chambers), 110:\n\n As I lookit owre my window at ten o\u2019clock at night,\n I saw the dead carrying living.\n\nWelsh-Gypsy: 27: The dead carries the living.\n\n[116] Cf. No. 93, p. 194.\n\n[117] Cf. No. 3, p. 183.\n\n[118] Cf. No. 5, p. 183.\n\n[119] Cf. Suaheli (Velten):\n\n44. When the lion roars it is heard everywhere.\n\nNandi (Hollis), p. 145:\n\nA tree fell in Lumbwa and its branches reached Nandi.\n\n \u2014A great gun.\n\n[120] Cf. Yorkshire Riddles (Notes and Queries 3rd series, 8:325):\n\n A house full, a hoile (coal-hole) full,\n Ya\u2019 canna\u2019 fetch a bowl full.\n\nCanadian: Ontario, JAFL 31:71.\n\nWelsh-Gypsy, 247:\n\n6. A roadful, a barnful; thou canst not catch a pipeful.\n\n \u2014Wind.\n\n[121] Cf. Porto Rican (Mason and Espinosa) 301 b, New Mexican Spanish\n328:\n\n Pel\u00fa por fuera\n pel\u00fa por dentro;\n abre el agujero\n y ensartalo adentro.\n\n[122] Cf. Suaheli (Velten):\n\n97. Lift up, let it fall: kiba kipandika, kiba kipandua.\n\n[123] Cf. West Highlands (Campbell), II, 420:\n\nRed below, black in the middle, white above.\n\n \u2014Fire, griddle and oatcake.\n\n[124] Cf. Irish Folk-lore Riddles: 75:\n\nGaelic: As white as flour, and it is not flour; as green as grass and\nit is not grass, as red as blood and it is not blood; as black as ink\nand it is not ink.\n\n \u2014Blackberries.\n\n[125] Cf. Booke of Merry Riddles (Halliwell):\n\nIV. What is that that is rough within and red without\n And bristled like a hare\u2019s snout;\n There is never a lady on the land\n But will be content to take it in her hand.\n\n \u2014Eglantine.\n\n[126] Cf. Harris, Nights, 75.\n\n[127] Cf. Holme riddles:\n\n36. Flink flank under a bank 10 about 4.\n\n \u2014Woman milking a cow.\n\nWelsh-Gypsy, 248:\n\n14. In a field I saw 10 pulling 4.\n\n \u2014Girl\u2019s fingers milking.\n\nCanadian, Ontario: JAFL 31:67:\n\n Ink, ank you bank,\n Ten drawing four.\n\n[128] Cf. West Highlands (Campbell), 412:\n\n Four shaking and four running,\n Two finding the way and one roaring.\n\nCatalan (and see notes):\n\nCXLVI. Dos puntxets,\n dos ullets,\n quatre massas\n y una escombra.\n\nFilipino (Starr):\n\na) Four posts, one whip, two fans and two bolos.\n\nb) Four earth-posts, two air-posts and whip.\n\nc) One pointing, two moving, four changing.\n\n[129] Cf. No. 65, p. 190.\n\nIrish Folk-lore Riddles, 68:\n\n Chip, chip cherry and all the men in Derry,\n Wouldn\u2019t climb the walls of chip, chip cherry.\n\n[130] Cf. Holme riddles, 225:\n\n(44) what is that that goes round about the house and stands behind the\ndoor.\n\nIrish Folk-lore Riddles:\n\nI go round the house upstairs and downstairs and sleep at night in a\ncorner.\n\n[131] Cf. Porto Rican (Mason and Espinosa):\n\n179. Debajo de un come, come estaba un dorme, dorme; cay\u00f3 el come,\ncome, y despert\u00f3 el dorme, dorme; se levant\u00f3 el dorme, dorme y se comi\u00f3\nal come, come.\n\n \u2014El coco y el que se lo come.\n\nNew-Mexican Spanish, 336:\n\n Durmilis Durmilis est\u00e1 durmiendo,\n Martiris Martiris est\u00e1 llegando\n Si no fuera por Cominis Cominis\n Durmilis Durmilis estuviera muerto.\n\n[132] Cf. Irish Folk-lore Riddles:\n\n As I went out a hazeum-gazeum\n I saw a shrinkum-pinkum\n Carrying away kum-painy.\n\n \u2014A fox stole a goose at night.\n\nHolme riddles, 233:\n\n(108) As j went through my houter touter houter perly j saw one Mr.\nhigamgige com over the hill of parley but if j had my tarly berly,\ntarly berly berly j would have bine met with Mr. Higamgige come over\nthe hill of parley.\n\n \u2014A man going ou\u2019 a hill a flee flew over his head.\n\n(237) As j went over Hottery Tottery, etc.\n\nPopular Rhymes of Scotland (Chambers), 113:\n\nHa! master above a master, etc.\n\nCatalan:\n\nXXX. En Penjim Penjoy penjava, etc.\n\n[133] Cf. Booke of Merry Riddles (Halliwell):\n\nXV. Yonder side sea, there is a bote,\n The king\u2019s daughter of England there she sate;\n An if you tell her name no man it wot\n What is the maid\u2019s name that sate in the boate.\n\n\u2014Her name is Anne; for in the fourth line it saith An if ye tell me her\nname; but this riddle is not to be seene on the booke, but to be put\nwithout the booke, or else it will be soone understood.\n\n[134] Cf. Holme riddles, 234;\n\n(111) As j went by the way j met with a boy\n j took him my friend for to bee\n he took of his hat an drew of his gloves\n and so saluted mee.\n\nLincolnshire riddles (Notes and Queries 3rd series, VIII), 503:\n\n As I was going over Westminster Brig,\n I met a Westminster scholar, etc.\n\n[135] Cf. Dorsetshire (Notes and Queries 3rd series IX), 50:\n\n A body met a body\n In a narrow lane,\n Says the body to a body,\n Where hast thou a-ben?\n\n I\u2019ve ben in my wood\n A-hunting me some roe.\n Then lend me thy little dog\n That I may do so.\n\n Then take it unto thee.\n Tell me its name;\n For twice in the riddle,\n I\u2019ve told you the same.\n\nHolme riddles, 237:\n\n(137) There was a king met a king, etc.\n\n \u2014The men\u2019s names were King and the dog\u2019s name was Bin.\n\n[136] Cf. Catalan (and see notes):\n\nCI. Dotze frares d\u2019un convent\n dotze nespras per tots tenen,\n cada qual se\u2019n menja una\n y encar quedan onze nespras.\n\nNew Mexican Spanish: 152, 153.\n\n[137] Cf. Booke of Merry Riddles (Halliwell):\n\nXLIV. I came to a tree where were apples; I eat no apples, I gave away\nno apples, nor I left no apples behinde me; and yet I eat, gave away,\nand left behind me.\n\n \u2014Three apples. I eat, give away, and leave one apple.\n\nHolme riddles, 237, [135].\n\nPopular Tales of the West Highlands (Campbell), II, 419:\n\nA man went eyeless to a tree where there were apples. He didn\u2019t leave\napples on it, and he didn\u2019t take apples off.\n\n \u2014There were two and he took one.\n\n[138] Cf. Nursery Rhymes of England (Halliwell), 958:\n\nAs I was going to St. Ives, etc.\n\nLancashire (Notes and Queries, 3rd series 9:86).\n\nCanadian, Ontario, JAFL 31:71.\n\n[139] Cf. Catalan (and see notes):\n\nCCLIX. Un cassador surt a cassar. A dalt de un arbre hi ha quatre\naucells. Etgega un tret. Ne mata dos. Quants aucells quedan dalt del\narbre?\n\nPorto Rican (Mason and Espinosa):\n\n741. En un \u00e1rbol hab\u00eda cien p\u00e1jaros. Un cazador tir\u00f3 y cay\u00f3 uno muerto\nal suelo. Cu\u00e1ntos quedaron arriba?\n\nCanadian, Ontario, JAFL 31:72.\n\n[140] Cf. Porto Rican (Mason and Espinosa):\n\n726. El zapatero y su hija,\n el sastre con su mujer,\n comieron de nueve huevos\n y les tocaron a tres.\n\n \u2014La hija del zapatero era la mujer del sastre.\n\n[141] Porto Rican (Mason and Espinosa):\n\n734 (a). Pasaba un grupo de palomas por donde estaba un gavil\u00e1n y el\ngavil\u00e1n les dijo:\n\n\u2014Adios mis cien palomas. Ellas le contestaron dici\u00e9ndole:\n\n\u2014Nosotras, la mitad de nosotras, una cuarta parte de nosotras otras\ntantas como nosotras y usted, se\u00f1or gavil\u00e1n, hecemos el ciento cabal.\nCu\u00e1ntas palomas ir\u00edan volando?\n\nArabian Nights Tales [Burton, Burton Club, 5:236].\n\n[142] Cf. Canadian, Ontario, JAFL 31:63.\n\nArgyleshire, 181:\n\n Man, wife and sons to be ferried across.\n\nIbid.\n\n Fox, goose and bag of corn.\n\nWest Highlands (Campbell), 408:\n\n Three jealous soldiers and their wives in a boat that holds two.\n\nBooke of Merry Riddles (Halliwell), 72:\n\n Lamb, wolf and \u2018bottle of hay.\u2019\n\nThe Riddler (New Haven, 1835), 5:\n\n Wolf, goat and cabbages.\n\nAttributed to Alcuin, in Wright, Biographia Britannica Literaria,\nLondon, 1842, 1:74.\n\n[143] Cf. Grimm, 94, The Peasant\u2019s Wise Daughter:\n\n\u201cThen said the king, \u2018Come to me not clothed, not naked, not riding,\nnot walking, not in the road, not out of the road, and if thou canst do\nthat I will marry thee.\u2019 So she went away, put off everything she had\non, and then she was not clothed, and took a great fishing net, and\nseated herself in it and wrapped it entirely round and round her, and\nthen she was not naked, and she hired an ass and tied the fisherman\u2019s\nnet to its tail, so that it was forced to drag her along, and that was\nneither riding nor walking. The ass had also to drag her in the ruts,\nso that she only touched the ground with her great toe, and that was\nneither being in the road nor out of the road.\u201d\n\n[144] Cf. \u201cFlores\u201d of Pseudo-Bede (III) Mod. Phil. 2:562:\n\nSedeo super equum non natum, cujus matrem in manu teneo.\n\nBooke of Merry Riddles (Halliwell):\n\nXL. On greene grass I go\n And on oaken beames I stand,\n I ride on a mule that was never folde,\n And I holde the damme in my hand.\n\nSolution: It is a fole ridden on, cut out of the dammes belly, and a\nbridle made of her skinne.\n\nPorto Rican (Mason and Espinosa):\n\n769. Ando en quien no fu\u00e9 nacido,\n ni esperanza de nacer;\n su madre traigo en los brazos.\n Adivina lo que puede ser.\n\nIrish Folk-lore Riddles, 70:\n\n O\u2019er the gravel I do travel,\n On the oak I do stand,\n I ride a mare that never was foaled,\n And hold the bridle in my hand.\n\n \u2014A sailor on board ship.\n\nSee Story No. 26, p. 33.\n\n[145] Cf. Nursery Rhymes of England (Halliwell), 93.\n\nIrish Folk-lore Riddles, 68.\n\nHolme riddles, 223:\n\n(27) j have a little boy in a white cote the bigger he is the lesser he\ngoes.\n\n[146] Cf. West Highlands (Campbell), 2:419:\n\n Totaman, Totaman, little black man,\n Three feet under and bonnet of wood.\n\nWelsh-Gypsy:\n\n Black within and black without,\n Four legs an\u2019 a iron cap.\n\nLincolnshire Riddles (Notes and Queries, 3rd series, VIII), page 503,\netc.\n\n[147] Cf. Nursery Rhymes of England (Halliwell), page 92.\n\nIrish Folk-lore Riddles: 68.\n\nHitly, Hatly etc.\n\n[148] Cf. Holme riddles, 230: 232:\n\n(82) What is that that is round as a cup yet all my lord oxen cannot\ndraw it up.\n\n \u2014A well.\n\nCanadian, Ontario, JAFL 31: 67:\n\nRound as a well, deep as a bowl, long handle, little hole.\n\n \u2014A frying-pan.\n\nYorkshire (Notes and Queries 3rd series, 8: 325).\n\n[149] Cf. Nursery Rhymes of England (Halliwell), 96:\n\nCLV. Highty, tighty, paradighty clothed in green,\n The king could not read it, no more could the queen;\n They sent for a wise man out of the east,\n Who said it had horns but wasn\u2019t a beast.\n\n \u2014Holly tree.\n\nLancashire (Notes and Queries, 3rd series, IX), 86:\n\nItum Paraditum all clothed in green, etc.\n\n \u2014Parrot.\n\n[150] Canadian, Ontario, JAFL 31: 68.\n\n Brown I am and much admired;\n Many horses have I tired;\n Tire a horse and worry a man;\n Tell me this riddle if you can.\n\n[151] Lincolnshire Riddles (Notes and Queries, 3rd series, VIII), 503:\n\n Hickamore, \u2019ackamore\n Sits over th\u2019 kitchen-door,\n Nothing so long, and nothing so strong\n As Hickamore, \u2019ackamore,\n Sits over th\u2019 kitchen-door.\n\n \u2014A cloud.\n\n[152] Cf. Lincolnshire Riddles (Notes and Queries, 3rd series, VIII),\n503.\n\nCanadian, Ontario, 68.\n\n[153] Cf. Popular Rhymes of Scotland (Chambers), III.\n\nEnglish: New Collection, 14.\n\nRiddler, 18, etc.\n\n[154] Cf. Popular Rhymes of Scotland (Chambers), 108.\n\n[155] Ascribed to Charles James Fox (1749\u20131806) in Modern Sphinx 17.\n\nCf. Nursery Rhymes of England (Halliwell), 91.\n\nCanadian, Ontario, 70.\n\n[156] Cf. Canadian, Ontario, 69:\n\nEnglish: Fashionable Puzzler, 58:\n\n In marble walls as white as milk,\n Lined with a skin as soft as silk,\n Within a fountain crystal clear,\n A golden apple doth appear.\n No doors there are to this strong hold,\n Yet thieves break in and steal the gold.\n\n[157] Cf. English: Puniana, 34, etc.\n\n[158] Cf. English: New Collection, 13:\n\nXXI. Three-fourth of a cross and a circle complete,\n Two semi-circles and a perpendicular meet,\n A triangle standing on two feet,\n Two semi-circles and circle complete.\n\nEnglish: Fashionable Puzzler, 241, etc.\n\n[159] Cf. English: Puzzles Old and New, 320:\n\n From a number that\u2019s odd cut off its head,\n It then will even be,\n Its tail, I pray, next take away,\n Your mother then you\u2019ll see.\n\nEnglish: Puniana, 99, etc.\n\n[160] Cf. English: Riddler, 12.\n\nEnglish: Puniana, 217, etc.\n\n[161] Cf. English: Puniana, 217.\n\nPorto Rican (Mason and Espinosa):\n\n342. Una en un minuto, dos en un momento, y ninguna en un siglo.\n\n[162] Cf. Popular Rhymes and Nursery Tales (Halliwell), 143:\n\n10. What God never sees,\n What the King seldom sees,\n What we see every day,\u2014\n Read my riddle, I pray.\n\nIrish Folk-lore Riddles:\n\n(Gaelic) I sought for it and found it, \u2019twas easy its finding,\n The thing that God never found and never can find.\n\nWelsh-Gypsy, 247:\n\nWhat is it God does not see, etc.\n\nCatalan, 80:\n\nCVI. Qu\u2019es aix\u00f3?\n Lo past\u00f2\u2019 ho veu \u00e1 la montanya\n y no \u2019u veu lo rey de Espanya.\n\nPorto Rican (Mason and Espinosa); 300.\n\n[163] Cf. Booke of Merry Riddles (Halliwell):\n\nLXIII. What is that no man would have and yet when he hath it will not\nforgoe it?\n\n \u2014A broken head.\n\nIrish Folk-lore Riddles: 74:\n\nI have it and I don\u2019t think much of it; but if I had it not, there\nwould be great grief on me.\n\n[164] Cf. No. 106, p. 195.\n\nEnglish: New Collection, 180:\n\n There is a thing was three weeks old\n When Adam was no more;\n This thing it was but four weeks old\n When Adam was four-score.\n\nIrish and Anglo-Irish: Folk-lore Riddles, 76.\n\nCanadian, Ontario, 70.\n\n[165] Cf. Porto Rican (Mason and Espinosa):\n\n389. Qu\u00e9 es lo que el muerto come, que si el vivo lo come se muere\ntambi\u00e9n?\n\n[166] Cf. Porto Rican (Mason and Espinosa):\n\n90 (Cf. 17) En el mundo no lo hubo,\n en la tierra no se hall\u00f3;\n Dios, con ser Dios no lo tuyo,\n y un hombre a Dios se lo di\u00f3.\n\nNew-Mexican Spanish, 321:\n\n Se que en el cielo no lo hubo,\n siendo Dios quien lo invent\u00f3;\n y si el mismo Dios lo tuvo,\n fu\u00e9 un hombre quien se lo di\u00f3.\n\n[167] Numbers enclosed within parentheses belong to the last group and\nare not strictly Jamaica folk riddles.\n\n[168] Journal of American Folk-Lore. (New York.)\n\n[169] Folk-Lore. (London.)\n\n[170] Folk-Lore Record. (London.)\n\n[171] Memoirs of the American Folk-Lore Society. (New York.)\n\n[172] Publication of the Folk-Lore Society. (London.)\n\n[173] See supplementary note, p. 289.\n\n[174] See supplementary note, p. 290.\n\n[175] See supplementary note, p. 290.\n\n[176] See supplementary note, p. 290.\n\n[177] See supplementary note, p. 290.","title":"Jamaica Anansi stories","tradition":"myth-cosmogony","translated_text":null,"word_count":112492}