DADDY DO-FUNNY'S WISDOM JINGLES
BY RUTH McENERY STUART
ILLUSTRATED BY G. H. CLEMENTS
[Illustration]
NEW YORK THE CENTURY CO. 1916
Copyright, 1910, 1911, 1912, 1913, by The Century Co.
_Published, October, 1913_
To the Memory of those faithful brown slave-men of the plantations throughout the South, Daddy's contemporaries all, who during the war while their masters were away fighting in a cause opposed to their emancipation, brought their blankets and slept outside their mistresses' doors, thus keeping night-watch over otherwise unprotected women and children--a faithful guardianship of which the annals of those troublous times record no instance of betrayal.
FOREWORD
In presenting a loyal and venerable ex-slave as an artless exponent of freedom, freedom of conduct as well as of speech, the author of this trivial volume is perhaps not composing an individual so truly as individualizing a composite, if the expression will pass.
The grizzled brown dispenser of homely admonitions is a figure not unfamiliar to those who have "moved in plantation circles" in the cotton and sugar country, and touched hands with the kindly dark survivors of the old regime.
If the man, Daddy Do-funny, was unique as an individual, perhaps in the very fact of an individuality unembarrassed by the limitations of convention, of education and of precedent, he becomes in a sense typical of his people and of his time.
Of course, a man is not called Do-funny for nothing, not even playfully and in the free vernacular of rusticity at its freest.
One of a small community of superannuated pensioners upon the bounty of their former owners, Daddy was easily first citizen of Evergreen annex on Crepe Myrtle plantation, which is to say he was therein a personage of place and of privilege, coming and going at will, doing as he pleased, and as, with uplifted eye, he reverently boasted, "sponsible to nobody but Almighty Gord for manners and behavior."
Even so late as this year of grace, a full half century after "emancipation," there are still to be found on many of the larger plantations in the far South a few such members of the order of the Rocking-chair, whose records of "good and honorable service" reach back through periods of bondage, even such kindergartners as septuagenarians in the privileged class, having clear title to nearly a quarter of a century of slave memories; not to mention the occasional centenarian with even his semi-occasional uncle or father poking around, toothless and white-plumed dignitaries, these, sometimes with leaders, being blind, but ever important in pride of association and memory.
Table of contents (by pages)
- 1: Daddy Do-Funny's Wisdom Jingles by Stuart
- 2: He snapped In my ole toof holes
- 3: He would exclaim Gord sendeth de rain
- 4: Feel de cool breeze passin' by
- 5: Daddy Do-Funny's Wisdom Jingles by Stuart
- 6: I prays for sunshine in my heart
- 7: Race suicide talk nuver fazes her
- 8: An' dey ain't by deyselves in dat
- 9: Yaller buff rose Dat in my ricollection grows
- 10: A pompious horg is as big as 'is will
- 11: An' dey ain't by deyselves in dat
- 12: An' de last to see de joke was wibbly wabbly calf
- 13: An' she clucks an' clucks 'Dis stepmammy job
- 14: An' dey ain't by deyselves in dat
- 15: She chaws 'er cud to ease 'er min'
- 16: But he nuver is yit put out de dark
- 17: Give de nigger bumblebee de track
- 18: An' he resks his all when he resks his skin
