Richard Morgan, Santa Cruz Mountains.
One boy went to Hanansi yard, an’ Hanansi an’ he mudder made up to kill
de boy. Me’while, de boy hear what dem say. Hanansi went away fe one of
his country-men help him to kill de boy. As Hanansi gone, de boy kill
Hanansi mamma, tek off de coat an’ de sucker, put it on an’ cook up de
ol’ lady. When Hanansi come, de ol’ lady gi’ dem deh dinner. An’ he
say, “Ma, wha yo’ got stren’t te kill a big big boy?” De boy said,
“Yes, me pickney.”—“Ma, a wan’ water.” De ol’ lady gi’ him de water.
An’ said, “Lawd, dis fellah fat!” De boy tek time an’ tek off de coat
an’ de sucker, t’row it down an’ run, went away. Hanansi tumbled
down,—“Lawd! a me mamma been nyam!” An’ run after de boy but couldn’t
catch him. So it’s only de boy ever fool Hanansi!