The National tribune., 1880-03-01
Uncle Remus' Story of the Deluge and How it
Came About

"One time, said Uncle Remus, adjusting his specta-
cles to be able to how thread large darnnc
needle with which he patching his time
way back yander, TO You wuz borned honey, en- 'fo'
Mars John Miss Sally borned-way back yander
TO emmy un us wuz borned de anemils de beastess
sorter lecshuneer roun mopg deyseves twe at las ev
greed fer ter have sembly In dem days. continued
the old man. observing look of ncreduty the little
boys face" dem creeturs had lots mo- sense dan
dey got let lone dat dey had sense same like folks
Hit wuz tech en- go wild um too mon, 'en dey made
up dere mines at had ter be done 'twant MON men
shund 70 hit done Well, dey leced dat dey had
ter hole semby fer ter marters en-
hear de complaints, Wen de day dey ham
De Lion he wuz dere kase he de king he had ter
be dere De Rhnossyhcss he dere, and de Eephent
he wuz dere, da Cammils, de Cows, en- plum down
ter de Crawfshes, dey dere. Dey wuz all dere En-
wen de Lion shuck his name and tuck his in de big
cheer den de sesshun begun fer ter commence"
What did they do, Uncle Remus p? asked the little
boy.
kin skacey call ter mine zackly dey did do but
dey spoke speeches. hollered cusst en- flung der
langwidge roun like w en- vo daddy WIZ gwine fer
fer de legislator lef Howsumever dey ranged
der fairs, 'splaned der bisness. Bimeby vile dey
wuz sputin longer w,lnner nudder de Eepben tron,nea
de Crawshes Cose wen dat creeter put his
foot down W sumevers under dere is boun fer ter be
squshed en- dey wuznt nu de Crawsh lef ter tell dat
he'd bin dar.
" Dis make de udder Crawfshes mighty mad en- dey
sorter swawmed tergedder drawd up kinder pera
BILE wild wherefoes in IT. red her in de sem
bly, But, bless grashus seech racket gwne ON
dat nobody hear it, ceppn may be de Mud Turkle
en- de Sping Lizzud dere enfoons pow fu ackin
Bimeby, w lie the Nunicon wuS 'sputn' wild de Lion
en- while de Heyener wuz latin ter hisses, de Eephent
squshed under de Crawshes little mo en- he'd
runt de Mud Turkle Den de Crawfshes wat dew
wuz lef um, swawmed tergeddcr draw'd up anud-
der peramble wild mo- wherefos, but dey might ez
well sung Ole Dan Tucker TO a harrycane De udder
creeters too bzy wild der ussin fer spon de
Crawshes. So dar dey de CrawfisheS dey didn't
know what minnit wuz gwneter be de nex dey KEEP
on gitten madder madden en- skearder skearder
twel bmeby dey give de wink ter de Mud Ture en- de
Spring Lizzud en- den dey bod little holes in de groun'
and went down outer sigh" "
''Who did, Uncle Remus p? asked the little boy.
"De Crawtishes, honey. Dey bod inter de groun en-
KEEP bon wel dey onoosened de fountains de earf
en- de waters squirted out rz higher higher twel
de hills kvered de creeturs all drownded EN-
all bekase dey let mong deyseyes dat dey bigger
dan de Crawtishes
Then the old man blew the ashes from a smoking yam
and proceeded to remove the peeing
"Where the ark Uncle Remus q? the little boy in
quired presently.
(Which ark's dat?" asked the old man. in tone of
well-fegned curiosity.
''Noahs ark, replied'the child
' Don't you poster wild ole Noah, honey. boun'
he tuck keer dat ark OATS wat he was ere fer en-
dat wat he done s'ways dats wat dey tells me-
But don't you bodder longer dat ark ceppin yo NANNY
fetches it up Dey bin two deloojes den agin
dey moutent IF dey was emmy ark in dis wat de Craw
fishes brung on, aint hearn tell it, wen dey aint
no ark roun ant got time fer ter make an put
in dere. Hits gittin' yo' bedtime, honey"