My name is Little Boy, an' I'se gwine ter tell you er story 'bout myself
an' Mister Dark. Once 'twuz night, an' my Mammy an' my Daddy an' my dawg
an' my cat an' myself wuz in de big cabin-room. My Daddy, he dun skinned
de rabbit fer de breakfust time, an' my Mammy, she dun stirred up de
hoecakes fer ter go 'long wid de rabbit, an' I dun make up my mind ter
sleep till I gits er appertite fer bofe de cakes an' de rabbit.
Meanwhile my cat, she says: "Meaw, meaw!" an' my dawg's tail says: "I
whop, whop on de floor."
Atter while my Mammy, she snored an' my Daddy, he snored, an' de cat
meawed, an' de dawg's tail whopped on de floor, an' I got so skeered I
could hardly keep comp'ny wid my own bref.
Den sump'in' happened. Mister Wind, he broke down de door an' roared in
an' licked up de candle light. Den I shet my eyes an' listened fer my
cat, but didn't heah no meaw. Mister Rain, he spattered down de chimbly
an' swallowed up de fire. Den I put my hands over my face an' listened
fer my dawg, but didn't heah no tail flopping on de floor. Atter bein'
skeered er long time I spunked up an' opened my eyes, an' dere wuz
Mister Dark es big es de cabin-room.
Atter er nudder while I spunked up erg'in an' says I: "Mister Dark, whar
does you live?"
Mister Dark says: "I lives everywhar when de sun's in bed." Den I asks
him a r'al spunky question: "Mister Dark, how big is you?"
Mister Dark says: "I'se es big es de whole world when de sun's kivered
up in bed."