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According to Wikipedia: "Joel Chandler Harris (December 9, 1845 - July 3, 1908) was an American journalist, fiction writer, and folklorist best known for his collection of Uncle Remus stories. Harris was born in Eatonton, Georgia, where he served as an apprentice on a plantation during his teenage years. He spent the majority of his adult life in Atlanta working as an associate editor at the Atlanta Constitution. Harris led two significant professional lives. As editor and journalist Joe Harris, he ushered in the New South alongside Henry W. Grady, stressing regional and racial reconciliation during and after the Reconstruction era. As Joel Chandler Harris, fiction writer and folklorist, he recorded many Brer Rabbit stories from the African-American oral tradition and helped to revolutionize children's literature in the process."
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JOEL CHANDLER HARRIS ("UNCLE REMUS"): 10 BOOKS
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American humor classics, available from Seltzer Books:
The Wit and Humor of America, 10 volumes
Mark Twain, 24 books
O. Henry, 13 books of short stories
Joel Chandler Harris ("Uncle Remus"), 10 books
Ambrose Bierce, 13 books
Lincoln's Yarns and Stories
Uncle Remus: His Songs and His Sayings (1880)
Nights With Uncle Remus (1883)
Mingo And Other Sketches In Black And White (1884)
Free Joe And Other Georgian Sketches (1887)
Little Mr. Thimblefinger And His Queer Country (1894)
Stories Of Georgia (1896)
Gabriel Tolliver (1902)
A Little Union Scout (1904)
Uncle Remus And Brer Rabbit (1906)
The Bishop And The Boogerman (1907)
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Uncle Remus: His Songs and His Sayings
1880
Preface And Dedication To The New Edition
I. Uncle Remus Initiates The Little Boy
II. The Wonderful Tar Baby Story
III. Why Mr. Possum Loves Peace
IV. How Mr. Rabbit Was Too Sharp For Mr. Fox
V. The Story Of The Deluge And How It Came About
VI. Mr. Rabbit Grossly Deceives Mr. Fox
VII. Mr. Fox Is Again Victimized
VIII. Mr. Fox Is "Outdone" By Mr. Buzzard
IX. Miss Cow Falls A Victim To Mr. Rabbit
X. Mr. Terrapin Appears Upon The Scene
XII. Mr. Fox Tackles Old Man Tarrypin
XIII. The Awful Fate Of Mr. Wolf
XIV. Mr. Fox And The Deceitful Frogs
XV. Mr. Fox Goes A-Hunting, But Mr. Rabbit Bags The Game
XVI. Old Mr. Rabbit, He's A Good Fisherman
XVII. Mr. Rabbit Nibbles Up The Butter
XVIII. Mr. Rabbit Finds His Match At Last
XIX. The Fate Of Mr. Jack Sparrow
XX. How Mr. Rabbit Saved His Meat
XXI. Mr. Rabbit Meets His Match Again
XXII. A Story About The Little Rabbits
XXIII. Mr. Rabbit And Mr. Bear
XXIV. Mr. Bear Catches Old Mr. Bull-Frog
XXV. How Mr. Rabbit Lost His Fine Bushy Tail
XXVI. Mr. Terrapin Shows His Strength
XXVII. Why Mr. Possum Has No Hair On His Tail
XXIX. Mr. Fox Gets Into Serious Business
XXX. How Mr. Rabbit Succeeded In Raising A Dust
XXXIII. Why The Negro Is Black
XXXIV. The Sad Fate Of Mr. Fox
IV. The Plough-Hands' Song (Jasper County--1860.)
V. Christmas Play-Song (Myrick Place, Putnam County 1858.)
VI. Plantation Play-Song (Putnam County--1856.)
I. Jeems Rober'son's Last Illness
II. Uncle Remus's Church Experience
III. Uncle Remus And The Savannah Darkey
VI. Uncle Remus With The Toothache
XIII. His Practical View Of Things
XVI. Uncle Remus Preaches To A Convert
PREFACE AND DEDICATION TO THE NEW EDITION
To Arthur Barbette Frost:
DEAR FROST:
I am expected to supply a preface for this new edition of my first book--to advance from behind the curtain, as it were, and make a fresh bow to the public that has dealt with Uncle Remus in so gentle and generous a fashion. For this event the lights are to be rekindled, and I am expected to respond in some formal way to an encore that marks the fifteenth anniversary of the book. There have been other editions--how many I do not remember--but this is to be an entirely new one, except as to the matter: new type, new pictures, and new binding.
But, as frequently happens on such occasions, I am at a loss for a word. I seem to see before me the smiling faces of thousands of children--some young and fresh, and some wearing the friendly marks of age, but all children at heart--and not an unfriendly face among them. And out of the confusion, and while I am trying hard to speak the right word, I seem to hear a voice lifted above the rest, saying "You have made some of us happy." And so I feel my heart fluttering and my lips trembling, and I have to how silently and him away, and hurry back into the obscurity that fits me best.
Phantoms! Children of dreams! True, my dear Frost; but if you could see the thousands of letters that have come to me from far and near, and all fresh from the hearts and hands of children, and from men and women who have not forgotten how to be children, you would not wonder at the dream. And such a dream can do no harm. Insubstantial though it may be, I would not at this hour exchange it for all the fame won by my mightier brethren of the pen--whom I most humbly salute.
Measured by the material developments that have compressed years of experience into the space of a day, thus increasing the possibilities of life, if not its beauty, fifteen years constitute the old age of a book. Such a survival might almost be said to be due to a tiny sluice of green sap under the gray bark. where it lies in the matter of this book, or what its source if, indeed, it be really there--is more of a mystery to my middle age than it was to my prime.
But it would be no mystery at all if this new edition were to be more popular than the old one. Do you know why? Because you have taken it under your hand and made it yours. Because you have breathed the breath of life into these...
