Richard Morgan, Santa Cruz Mountains.
Deh is a man de name of Robin Mice-rat gwine to his uncle house. Him
an’ de uncle stay dere in dark de whole time. When him gwine away, he
tell de uncle good-by an’ tak a stick an’ he lick ’e uncle. At dis time
he went to our Savior an’ said he want to turn big man, so de Savior
tell him say if he wan’ to turn big man he mus’ go an’ kill his oldest
uncle. So, as he never died, he went back de nex’ night. So him an’ his
uncle talking an’ his uncle said to him, “Dat fellow Robin come here
las’ night; when him gwine away, tak a stick an’ lick me in de head.
But, me pickney, if a heah (pointing to the temple) him ketch me, de
fellow would a got me.” So as de uncle show him de place, as him get
up, meet his uncle at de said place, kill him ’tiff dead.
Nex’ day he went to his Savior fe let him turn big man. De Savior said
to him, “You little bit of man go kill you’ oldest uncle, den if me let
you turn bigger you will do worse!” So from dat day das de reason let
you see mice don’t bigger to dis day.