11/10/2022 0 Comments Jackal fairy tail![]() ![]() “‘Please yourse’f,’ ses Ou’ Jackalse ‘but if you don’t drop me down a egg dis minute, den I’s a-comin’ up, an’ if I once does come up dere, den I’s a-gun’ to eat you first as well as de eggs. “‘Well, you ain’t a-gun’ to get ’em,’ flutter Missis Tinky but she’s yust dat frighten’ she cahnt har’ly speak. “‘Want dem eggs you got,’ ses Ou’ Jackalse, wid his hair up. “‘What you want?’ ses Missis Tinky, all in a tremble. “Little Missis Tinky she look down out o de nest. Den’s de time when Ou’ Jackalse is a-watchin’ him, an’ as soon as he’s gone, here comes Jackalse to de bottom o’ de t’orn-tree an’ begins to scratch on de bark-scratch! scratch! scratch! In dat t’orn-tree Young Tinky build his nest, an ahter de eggs is all laid, an’ his missis is well an’ comfy settled into sittin’ on ’em, Young Tink he offs to look for scoff for hisse’f an’ de missis. “Now dere was a t’orn-tree like dis,”-here Old Hendrik indicated the mimosa under which he sat,-“an’ dis t’orn-tree was a-growin close beside de river, an’ a willow-tree dat was bigger yet was a-hangin’ over de t’orn. Watch me teach dat Young Tinky dis time.’ ![]() ‘Eggs is de ting I does like-an’ here’s some. “You ’members me tellin’ you how Young Tink Tinky bested Ou’ Jackalse when de birds wantto choose a King for demselves? Well, Ou’ Jackalse he never forgot dat, an’ he was al’ays a-studyin’ how he’s a-gun’ to get even, but he couldn’t find de way nohow till at last he sees Missis Tinky a-sittin’ on de nest, an’ he knows by dat dere’s eggs dere. Dat’s where de trouble come in, he would go ahter eggs. You’s on’y got to ask him how he likes eggs, an’ den see if he don’t turn round an fair slink off wid his tail draggin’. “Well,” began Old Hendrik, “if ever you sees Ou’ Jackalse tryin’ to fool Ou’ Wolf into trouble agen, you don’t ha’ to say on’y yust one ting. “Oh, poor Old Jackalse!” cried the little girl, “what did happen? Do tell me, Ou’ Ta’.” It happened dis while or two back, an’ since den he ain’t bin near so sa’cy as he used to was.” He’s a-tinkin’ o’ what happened den, an’ he looked at you over his shoulder, wonderin’ all de time weder you’d heerd de tale or not. You seen how he slunk his tail along behind him?-well, dat’s why. Little Missis Tinky got Ou’ Mammy Reyer, de Crane, to he’p her, an’ dat made all de difference. “He ain’t a-gun’ to get de best o’ so many more folks, not since he went to get even wid Young Tink Tinky, de littlest bird on de veldt. “But you needn’t to be feared he’s a-gun’ to get Ou’ Wolf into much more trouble nowadays, Ainkye,” went on the old Hottentot. Old Hendrik’s delight bubbled into a jeering shake of the head and a half laugh of derision over the subject as he repeated the name-“Ou’ Jackalse, hey! Ou’ Jackalse!” “I kept hoping he was thinking of fetching Ou’ Wolf to work for us, then I could tell Ou’ Wolf not to trust him any more, no matter what he said.” ![]() “Yes, he did,” answered Annie, still more eager at finding how well Old Hendrik knew the ways and doings of Ou’ Jackalse. “So his tail was a-hangin’ an’ a-slinkin’ ahter him, was it? An’ didn’t he look back at you over his shoulder as he went?” I watched and I watched to see if it wouldn’t stick up, ’cause then I’d know he was thinking of a plan but it never did.” There was only one regret in it-“He must have been in some trouble, Ou’ Ta’,” said she “’cause all the time I watched him his tail was right down. She could hardly contain herself now, as she stood before the old Hottentot pouring forth the story. Driving home with her mother from the “dorp,” she had seen Ou’ Jackalse himself-Mynheer Jackal-slinking across the veldt, and all the tales Old Hendrik had told her about him crowded her mind as she watched him. ![]()
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