The Russellville Democrat., 1892-08-25

HE WENT THoO DE WINDER LIKE A
 FROG OWN "
 Uncle Remus studied them carefully a moment and then remarked sen cautiously:
 Mo win dan water, I speck."
 How can you tell, Uncle Re musi'' asked the boy.
 'Kaze when cloud got water in it you kin see de shadder CT de rain; you kin see where she starts to break off fun de cloud. Dat cloud wander look black, but she's all stirred up; you can't see no rain trailin' down. She look like she been tousled and tumbled. y
 Just then the old man and the little boy felt the cool wind strike their faces, and the leaves of the trees began to rustic. Straightway they heard signing sound in the distance, which gradually increased to steady roar, accompanied by an occasional gleam of lightning and the rumbling of thunder.
 ''I speck we better git in under de shingles" said Uncle Remus. 1t thought be a harrycane, en den ag'in it moughtn't."
 They went into the old negro's cabin, and sat there watching the approaching storm. It was not much of storm after all There was very high wind, which seemed to blow through the tops of the trees Gas Uncle Remus expressed it, "she rid high without reaching the ground. While the gale in the upper air was at its height there was sudden downpour of hail, which rattled on the roof with start ling effect for few moments. In half an hour the clouds had been whisked away out of sight and the sun was shining again. The little boy had a good many remarks to make about the wind and hail, and great many questions to ask. Uncle Remus himself was unusually talka- tive, and finally, in response to some suggestion of the child's, said:
 "Dem what done seed one harry cane ain't gwine ter hove alter no mo'-dat dey ain't. used to hear ole Miss talk about bed tick dat wuz blow'd fum Jones county mos ter. 'Gusty. Dat same harrycane blow'd de roof off'n a house whar de folks wuz eatin' supper en didn't put de candle out. Dat what ole Miss say" said the old man, noting the little boys look of astonish- ment-''dat what ole Miss say, en she yo' gran mammy. You kin 'spute 1t eff you wanter. It tuck a mule en landed him in de tree top, en tuck de mattress fum under a baby in de cradle en lef' de baby | layin' dar. 1 wuz stanin right by 1 when ole Miss ses so.
 "Where do the harrycanes start 1 from, Uncle Remusi" asked the little boy.
 The old man chuckled as he took a chew of tobacco.
 "What de use CT me tellin' you, honeyi You won't nigh believe me, en mon dat, you'll go up yam der en tell Miss Sally dat de ole | nigger done gone rayin' 'stracted. 1"
 "Now, Uncle Remus, you know won't" protested the little boy.
 "Well, folks lots older en bigger dan what you is, ud go en do 1t en not so much ez bat dey eyes. ]"
 The old man paused, took of his spectacles, and rubbed his eyes with his thumb and forefnger. Replac- ing the glasses he looked carefully around, laid his hand confdentially on the little boys shoulder, and said in low whisper;
 "I'll tell you whar harrycanes starts. Dey starts in de big swamp, in boiler tree. Down war de bull lace vines grows. Oats whar dey starts"
 q don't see how that can be-" said the puzzled youngster.
 '1 speck not" remarked Uncle Remus, dryly. "You dunner how 'tis dat dat ar acorn in yo' han is got great big oak tree in it. Dey got ter be a startin' place. Elf trees wuz ter start out trees, you'd see a monst us upsetting' all 'roun' everywhares. Dey'd be trouble, mon, en heap un it"
 "But how can hurrycane start in a hollow tree, Uncle Remusf the child asked.
 fWell, saw, one time when l wuz a little bigger than what you is, dey wuz an old Afiky man live on de place, en he kep' tellin' me tales, en bimeby one day he Tow he wanter show me some hurrycane seed. l ain't had much sense, but had sense huff fer ter tell lem don't 1 wantor look at um, kaze 1 fear'd l dey'd sprout en come right up fo' my eyes. Den dat ole Affiky man he squinch his eyes at me en tell me de tale how the hurrycane start.
 Hits all on account CT ole Sis Swamp All de birds CT de ar 1 sot CT ole man fer ter watch dey vittles one time en he tuck n went l ter sleep en let some un steal 1t. ! Dey kotch i'm sleep, en fum dat time out dey start in ter fight i'm eve'y time he show his head in day light. Dis make old Sis Swamp 1 owl mad en so one day when de hot i