New-York tribune., 1908-07-12
GOODBY TO UNCLE REMUS.

Tn the same Introduction Mr. Harris said that
it would be the last public appearance of Uncle
Rernus despite the fact that he had found for him
friends in all parts the world, and thousands of
rersons he would never meet and thousands of
little children had sent him precious tokens of
their appreciation. He added: 1T is not an easy
nor a pleasing ceremony TO step from behind the
curtain pretending to smile. and say a brief
goodby for Uncle Remus to those who have been
so free with their friendly applause No doubt
there is small excuse for such leave taking III
literature. But there is pretence that the old
darkySs poor little stories are in the nature Of
literature. or that their retelng touches literary
art at any point. All the accessories are lacking
There is nothing here but an old negro man,
little boy and dull reporter, the matter of dis
course being fantasies uncouth as the original
man ever conceived of. Therefore let Uncle
Remus's goodby be simple as his stories
swift gesture that might be mistaken for a sa+l-
tation he takes his place among the affable
ghosts that throng the ample corridors of the
Temple of Dreams"
Besides the several Uncle Remus books Mr.
Harris wrote many short stories Of Georgian life
collected in several volumes; one long novel, life
Of his predecessor editor of THE Atlanta Con-
stitution." Henry w. Grady. and two historical
works. His poems, which were numerous, appeared
in the Uncle Remus books and were mostly negro
songs with characteristic reiterations and choruses
The Chronicles of Aunt Minervy Ann" depict TO
the life experiences of rural Georgian community
In ION the Wings of Occasion" there are
periences deftly told. and in Free Joe" and Min
co. the life of the plantation negro and the Georgia
cracker is set forth The making of moonsh.ne
whiskey is depicted in AT league Poteets," a
story which, like Charles Egbert Craddock's stories
Of the great Smoky Mountains and of Mrs
Burnetts short stories, presents distinctive phase
of lawless life in Southern mountain regions.
After a quarter Of century Of daily editorial
work Mr.. Harris retired 1900 devote himself
to literature. but two years ago he became editor
of Uncle Remus's Magazine" to which he con-
tributed his later work. In its latest number an
editorial. I'm the Matter Of Belief written
by him. and in the department Uncle Remus and
the Children this poem appears:
OIL JoSFFWAY AN DE SUN.
An Uncle Rhyme.
or Joshway stood in front tent
An sliced his soldiers on,
whe he look aroun'.
He rubbed bis beard he scratched his head.
kicked mis- heel de gronn
Kaze he wanter finish de tattle-iob
Befo de Sun went down
He look ter de East an he West.
An he wave his han on high.
Me smi,e um hip an thigh!
Come down ter CAMP an rest yosef
TN get you fan an big wide cheer
An set 1t whar you kin see.
Dey wuz lots NO, NO.. talk. but de Sun come down
Ne He cali called /. u6 ..1, eI I'tsr Breeze;
you better do yo'
I'm feeling Ike waner
Dis mortusl scutfe throo!'
Well, dey an an an
Right light tr de sun.
Blt JTshNay fraiied um out an soon
lie sad um on de run.
Cross dar whar de nights still black
De folks vii wake de chickens crow
- An ". GsE ~ clocks back; aN