BRER WOLF SAYS GRACE 
“Come ’long, Pinx,” said ’Tildy, tossing her head disdainfully, 
and taking the little boy by the hand. “Come ’long, Pinx; we 
better be gwine. I done say I won’t kill dat ole nigger man. Yit 
ef he start atter me dis blessid night, I lay I roust de whole plan¬ 
tation. Come on, honey; less go.” 
The little boy was not anxious to go, but Uncle Remus sec¬ 
onded ’Tildy’s suggestion. 
“Better let dat gal mosey ’long, honey, ’kaze she mout start in 
fer ter cut up some ’er capers in yer, en I hate mighty bad ter bus’ 
up dis yer axe-helve, w’ich I’m in needs un it eve’y hour er de 
day.” 
Whereupon the two old negroes were left sitting by the hearth. 
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’Tildy, the house-girl, made such a terrible report of the carry¬ 
ings on of Daddy Jack that the little boy’s mother thought it pru¬ 
dent not to allow him to visit Uncle Remus so often. The child 
amused himself as best he could for several nights, but his play¬ 
things and picture-books finally lost their interest. He cried so 
hard to be allowed to go to see Uncle Remus that his mother 
placed him under the care of Aunt Tempy, — a woman of large 
authority on the place, and who stood next to Uncle Remus in the 
confidence of her mistress. Aunt Tempy was a fat, middle-aged 
woman, who always wore a head-handkerchief, and kept her 
sleeves rolled up, displaying her plump, black arms, winter and 
su mm er. She never hesitated to exercise her authority, and the 
younger negroes on the place regarded her as a tyrant; but in 
spite of her loud voice and brusque manners she was thoroughly 
good-natured, usually good-humored, and always trustworthy. 
Aunt Tempy and Uncle Remus were secretly jealous of each 
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