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Once upon a time there was an English lady in India, +where black children abound and tigers are everyday affairs, +who had two little girls. To amuse these little girls she +used now and then to invent stories, for which, being +extremely talented, she also drew and coloured the pictures. +Among these stories LITTLE BLACK SAMBO, which was made up on a +long railway journey, was the favourite; and it has been put +into a DUMPY BOOK, and the pictures copies as exactly as +possible, in the hope that you will like it as much as the two +little girls did. + + + +The Story of Little Black Sambo. + +Once upon a time there was a little black boy, and his name +was Little Black Sambo. + +And his mother was called Black Mumbo. + +And his father was called Black Jumbo. + +And Black Mumbo made him a beautiful little Red Coat, and a +pair of beautiful little blue trousers. + +And Black Jumbo went to the Bazaar, and bought him a beautiful +Green Umbrella, and a lovely little Pair of Purple Shoes with +Crimson Soles and Crimson Linings. + +And then wasn't Little Black Sambo grand? + +So he put on all his Fine Clothes, and went out for a walk in +the Jungle. And by and by he met a Tiger. And the Tiger said +to him, "Little Black Sambo, I'm going to eat you up!" And +Little Black Sambo said, "Oh! Please Mr. Tiger, don't eat me +up, and I'll give you my beautiful little Red Coat." So the +Tiger said, "Very well, I won't eat you this time, but you +must give me your beautiful little Red Coat." So the Tiger +got poor Little Black Sambo's beautiful little Red Coat, and +went away saying, "Now I'm the grandest Tiger in the Jungle." + +And Little Black Sambo went on, and by and by he met another +Tiger, and it said to him, "Little Black Sambo, I'm going to +eat you up!" And Little Black Sambo said, "Oh! Please Mr. +Tiger, don't eat me up, and I'll give you my beautiful little +Blue Trousers." So the Tiger said, "Very well, I won't eat +you this time, but you must give me your beautiful little Blue +Trousers." So the Tiger got poor Little Black Sambo's +beautiful little Blue Trousers, and went away saying, "Now I'M +the grandest Tiger in the Jungle." + +And Little Black Sambo went on, and by and by he met another +Tiger, and it said to him, "Little Black Sambo, I'm going to +eat you up!" And Little Black Sambo said, "Oh! Please Mr. +Tiger, don't eat me up, and I'll give you my beautiful little +Purple Shoes with Crimson Soles and Crimson Linings." + +But the Tiger said, "What use would your shoes be to me? I've +got four feet, and you've got only two; you haven't got enough +shoes for me." + +But Little Black Sambo said, "You could wear them on your +ears." + +"So I could," said the Tiger: "that's a very good idea. Give +them to me, and I won't eat you this time." + +So the Tiger got poor Little Black Sambo's beautiful little +Purple Shoes with Crimson Soles and Crimson Linings, and went +away saying, "Now I'm the grandest Tiger in the Jungle." + +And by and by Little Black Sambo met another Tiger, and it +said to him, "Little Black Sambo, I'm going to eat you up!" +And Little Black Sambo said, "Oh! Please Mr. Tiger, don't eat +me up, and I'll give you my beautiful Green Umbrella." But +the Tiger said, "How can I carry an umbrella, when I need all +my paws for walking with?" + +"You could tie a knot on your tail and carry it that way," +said Little Black Sambo. "So I could," said the Tiger. " +Give it to me, and I won't eat you this time." So he got poor +Little Black Sambo's beautiful Green Umbrella, and went away +saying, "Now I'm the grandest Tiger in the Jungle." + +And poor Little Black Sambo went away crying, because the +cruel Tigers had taken all his fine clothes. + +Presently he heard a horrible noise that sounded like "Gr-r-r- +r-rrrrrr," and it got louder and louder. "Oh! dear!" said +Little Black Sambo, "there are all the Tigers coming back to +eat me up! What shall I do?" So he ran quickly to a palm- +tree, and peeped round it to see what the matter was. + +And there he saw all the Tigers fighting, and disputing which +of them was the grandest. And at last they all got so angry +that they jumped up and took off all the fine clothes, and +began to tear each other with their claws, and bite each other +with their great big white teeth. + +And they came, rolling and tumbling right to the foot of the +very tree where Little Black Sambo was hiding, but he jumped +quickly in behind the umbrella. And the Tigers all caught +hold of each other's tails, as they wrangled and scrambled, +and so they found themselves in a ring round the tree. + +Then, when the Tigers were very wee and very far away, Little +Black Sambo jumped up, and called out, "Oh! Tigers! why have +you taken off all your nice clothes? Don't you want them any +more?" But the Tigers only answered, "Gr-r-rrrr!" + +Then Little Black Sambo said, "If you want them, say so, or +I'll take them away." But the Tigers would not let go of each +other's tails, and so they could only say "Gr-r-r-rrrrrr!" + +So Little Black Sambo put on all his fine clothes again and +walked off. + +And the Tigers were very, very angry, but still they would not +let go of each other's tails. And they were so angry, that +they ran round the tree, trying to eat each other up, and they +ran faster and faster, till they were whirling round so fast +that you couldn't see their legs at all. + +And they still ran faster and faster and faster, till they all +just melted away, and there was nothing left but a great big +pool of melted butter (or "ghi," as it is called in India) +round the foot of the tree. + +Now Black Jumbo was just coming home from his work, with a +great big brass pot in his arms, and when he saw what was left +of all the Tigers he said, "Oh! what lovely melted butter! +I'll take that home to Black Mumbo for her to cook with." + +So he put it all into the great big brass pot, and took it +home to Black Mumbo to cook with. + +When Black Mumbo saw the melted butter, wasn't she pleased! +"Now," said she, "we'll all have pancakes for supper!" + +So she got flour and eggs and milk and sugar and butter, and +she made a huge big plate of most lovely pancakes. And she +fried them in the melted butter which the Tigers had made, and +they were just as yellow and brown as little Tigers. + +And then they all sat down to supper. And Black Mumbo ate +Twenty-seven pancakes, and Black Jumbo ate Fifty-five but +Little Black Sambo ate a Hundred and Sixty-nine, because he +was so hungry. + + + + + +The Story of Little Black Mingo +By Helen Bannerman + + + + +Once upon a time there was a little black girl, and her name +was Little Black Mingo. + +She had no father and mother, so she had to live with a +horrid cross old woman called Black Noggy, who used to scold +her every day, and sometimes beat her with a stick, even +though she had done nothing naughty. + +One day Black Noggy called her, and said, "Take this chatty +{ed. A chatty is a large ceramic vase used to carry water.} +down to the river and fill it with water, and come back as +fast as you can, QUICK NOW!" + +So Little Black Mingo took the chatty and ran down to the +river as fast as she could, and began to fill it with water, +when Cr-r-rrrack!!! Bang!!! A horrible big Mugger {ed. A +Mugger is an alligator like creature.} poked its nose up +through the bottom of the chatty and said "Ha, ha!! Little +Mingo, I'm going to eat you up!" + +Little Black Mingo did not say anything. She turned and ran +away as fast as ever she could, and the Mugger ran after +her. But the broken chatty round his neck caught his paws, +so he could not overtake her. + +But when she got back to Black noggy, and told her how the +Mugger had broken the chatty, Black Noggy was fearfully +angry. "You naughty girl," she said, "you have broken the +chatty yourself, I have a good mind to beat you." And if +she had not been in such a hurry for the water she WOULD +have beaten her. + +Then she went and fetched the great big chatty that the +dhobi used to boil the clothes in. "Take this," said she, +"and mind you don't break it, or I WILL beat you." + +"But I can't carry that when it is full of water," said +Little Black Mingo. + +"You must go twice, and bring it half full each time," said +Black Noggy. + +So Little Black Mingo took the dhobi's great big chatty, and +started again to go to the river. But first she went to a +little bank above the river, and peeped up and down, to see +if she could see the old Mugger anywhere. But she could not +see him, for he was hiding under the very bank she was +standing on, and though his tail stuck out a little she +never saw him at all. + +She would have liked to run home, but she was too much +afraid that Black Noggy would beat her. + +So Little Black Mingo crept down to the river, and began to +fill the big chatty with water. And while she was filling +it the Mugger came creeping softly down behind her and +caught her by the tail, saying, "Aha, Little Black Mingo, +now I've got you." + +And Little Black Mingo said, "Oh! Please don't eat me up, +great big Mugger." + +What will you give me, if I don't eat you up?" said the +Mugger. But Little Black Mingo was so poor she had nothing +to give. So the Mugger caught her in his great cruel mouth +and swam away with her to an island in the middle of the +river and set her down beside a huge piles of eggs. + +"Those are my eggs," said he; "to-morrow a little mugger +will come out of each, and then we will have a great feast, +and we will eat you up." + +Then he waddled off to catch fish for himself, and left +Little Black Mingo alone beside the big pile of eggs. + +And Little Black Mingo sat down on a big stone and hid her +face in her hands, and cried bitterly, because she couldn't +swim and she didn't know how to get away. + +Presently she heard a queer little squeaky noise that +sounded like "Squeak, Squeak, Squeak!!! Oh Little Black +Mingo, help me or I shall be drowned." She got up and +looked to see what was calling, and she saw a bush coming +floating down the river with something wriggling and +scrambling about in it, and as it came near she saw that it +was a Mongoose that was in the bush. So she waded out as +far as she could, and caught hold of the bush and pulled it +in, and the poor Mongoose crawled up her arm on to her +shoulder, and she carried him to shore. + +When they got to shore the Mongoose shook himself, and +Little Black Mingo wrung out her petticoat, and so they both +very soon got dry. + +The Mongoose then began to poke about for something to eat, +and very soon he found the great big pile of Mugger's eggs. +"Oh, joy!" said he, "what's this?" + +"Those are Mugger's eggs," said Little Black Mingo. + +"I'm not afraid of Muggers!" said the Mongoose; and he sat +down and began to crack the eggs, and eat the little muggers +as they came out. And he threw the shells into the water, +so that the old Mugger should not see that any one had been +eating them. But he was careless, and he left one eggshell +on the edge, and he was hungry and he ate so many that the +pile got much smaller, and when the old Mugger came back he +saw at once that some one had been meddling with them. + +So he ran to Little Black Mingo, and said, "How dare you eat +my eggs?" + +"Indeed, indeed I didn't," said Little Black Mingo. + +"Then who could it have been?" said the Mugger, and he ran +back to the eggs as fast as he could, and sure enough when +he got back he found the Mongoose had eaten a whole lot +more!! + +Then he said to himself, "I must stay beside my eggs till +they are hatched into little muggers, or the Mongoose will +eat them all." So he curled himself into a ring round the +eggs and went to sleep. + +But while he was asleep the Mongoose came to eat some more +of the eggs, and ate as many as he wanted, and when the +Mugger woke this time, oh! WHAT a rage he was in, for there +were only six eggs left! He roared so loud that all the +little muggers inside the shells gnashed their teeth, and +tried to roar too. + +Then he said, "I know what I'll do, I'll fetch Little Black +Mingo's big chatty and cover my eggs with that, then the +Mongoose won't be able to get at them." So he swam across +to the shore, and fetched the dhobi's big chatty, and +covered the eggs with it. "Now, you wicked little Mongoose, +come and eat my eggs if you can," said he, and he went off +quite proud and happy. + +By and by the Mongoose came back, and he was terribly +disappointed when he found the eggs all covered with the big +chatty. + +So he ran off to Little Black Mingo, and asked her to help +him, and Little Black Mingo came and took the big chatty off +the eggs, and the Mongoose ate them every one. + +"Now," said he, "there will be no little muggers to make a +feast for tomorrow." + +"No," said Little Black Mingo, "but the Mugger will eat me +all by himself I am afraid." + +"No he won't," said the Mongoose, "for we will sail away +together in the big chatty before he comes back." + +So he climbed on to the edge of the chatty, and Little Black +Mingo pushed the chatty out into the water, and then she +clambered into it and paddled with her two hands as hard as +she could, and the big chatty just sailed beautifully. + +So they got across safely, and Little Black Mingo filled the +chatty half full of water and took it on her head, and they +went up the bank together. + +But when the Mugger came back, and found only empty egg- +shells he was fearfully angry. He roared and he raged, and +he howled and he yelled, till the whole island shook, and +his tears ran down his cheeks and pattered on the sand like +rain. + +So he started to chase Little Black Mingo and the Mongoose, +and he swam across the river as fast as ever he could, and +when he was half way across he saw them landing, and as he +landed they hurried over the first ridge. + +So he raced after them, but they ran, and just before he +caught them they got into the house, and banged the door in +his face. Then they shut all the windows, so he could not +get in anywhere. + +"All right," said he, "you will have to come out some time, +and then I will catch you both, and eat you up." + +So he hid behind the back of the house and waited. + +Now Black Noggy was just coming home from the bazaar with a +tin of kerosene on her head, and a box of matches in her +hand. + +And when he saw her the Mugger rushed out and gobbled her +up, kerosene tin, matches and all!!! + +When Black Noggy found herself in the Muggers' dark inside, +she wanted to see where she was, so she felt for the match- +box and took out a match and lit it. But the Mugger's teeth +had made holes in the kerosene tin, so that the flame of the +match caught the kerosene, and BANG!! the kerosene +exploded, and blew the old Mugger and Black noggy into +little bits. + +At the fearful noise Little Black Mingo and the Mongoose +came running out, and there they found Black Noggy and the +old Mugger all blown to bits. + +So Little Black Mingo and the Mongoose got the nice little +house for their very own, and there they lived happy ever +after. And Little Black Mingo got the Mugger's beard for her +seat, and the Mongoose got Black Noggy's handkerchief for +his. But he was so wee he used to put it on the Mugger's +nose, and there they sat, and had their tea every evening. + + + + +End of this +Project Gutenberg Etext of Little Black Sambo by Helen Bannerman +Project Gutenberg Etext of Little Black Mingo by Helen Bannerman + |