The　Story　of　Little　Black　Sambo
  The　Story　of　Little　Black　Mingo
  by　Helen　Bannerman
  The　Story　of　Little　Black　Sambo
  By　Helen　Bannerman
  PREFACE。
  There　is　very　little　to　say　about　the　story　of　LITTLE　BLACK
  SAMBO。　　Once　upon　a　time　there　was　an　English　lady　in　India；
  where　black　children　abound　and　tigers　are　everyday　affairs；
  who　had　two　little　girls。　　To　amuse　these　little　girls　she
  used　now　and　then　to　invent　stories；　for　which；　being
  extremely　talented；　she　also　drew　and　coloured　the　pictures。
  Among　these　stories　LITTLE　BLACK　SAMBO；　which　was　made　up　on　a
  long　railway　journey；　was　the　favourite；　and　it　has　been　put
  into　a　DUMPY　BOOK；　and　the　pictures　copies　as　exactly　as
  possible；　in　the　hope　that　you　will　like　it　as　much　as　the　two
  little　girls　did。
  The　Story　of　Little　Black　Sambo。
  Once　upon　a　time　there　was　a　little　black　boy；　and　his　name
  was　Little　Black　Sambo。
  And　his　mother　was　called　Black　Mumbo。
  And　his　father　was　called　Black　Jumbo。
  And　Black　Mumbo　made　him　a　beautiful　little　Red　Coat；　and　a
  pair　of　beautiful　little　blue　trousers。
  And　Black　Jumbo　went　to　the　Bazaar；　and　bought　him　a　beautiful
  Green　Umbrella；　and　a　lovely　little　Pair　of　Purple　Shoes　with
  Crimson　Soles　and　Crimson　Linings。
  And　then　wasn't　Little　Black　Sambo　grand？
  So　he　put　on　all　his　Fine　Clothes；　and　went　out　for　a　walk　in
  the　Jungle。　　And　by　and　by　he　met　a　Tiger。　　And　the　Tiger　said
  to　him；　〃Little　Black　Sambo；　I'm　going　to　eat　you　up！〃　　And
  Little　Black　Sambo　said；　〃Oh！　Please　Mr。　Tiger；　don't　eat　me
  up；　and　I'll　give　you　my　beautiful　little　Red　Coat。〃　　　So　the
  Tiger　said；　〃Very　well；　I　won't　eat　you　this　time；　but　you
  must　give　me　your　beautiful　little　Red　Coat。〃　　So　the　Tiger
  got　poor　Little　Black　Sambo's　beautiful　little　Red　Coat；　and
  went　away　saying；　〃Now　I'm　the　grandest　Tiger　in　the　Jungle。〃
  And　Little　Black　Sambo　went　on；　and　by　and　by　he　met　another
  Tiger；　and　it　said　to　him；　〃Little　Black　Sambo；　I'm　going　to
  eat　you　up！〃　　And　Little　Black　Sambo　said；　〃Oh！　Please　Mr。
  Tiger；　don't　eat　me　up；　and　I'll　give　you　my　beautiful　little
  Blue　Trousers。〃　　So　the　Tiger　said；　〃Very　well；　I　won't　eat
  you　this　time；　but　you　must　give　me　your　beautiful　little　Blue
  Trousers。〃　　So　the　Tiger　got　poor　Little　Black　Sambo's
  beautiful　little　Blue　Trousers；　and　went　away　saying；　〃Now　I'M
  the　grandest　Tiger　in　the　Jungle。〃
  And　Little　Black　Sambo　went　on；　and　by　and　by　he　met　another
  Tiger；　and　it　said　to　him；　〃Little　Black　Sambo；　I'm　going　to
  eat　you　up！〃　　And　Little　Black　Sambo　said；　〃Oh！　Please　Mr。
  Tiger；　don't　eat　me　up；　and　I'll　give　you　my　beautiful　little
  Purple　Shoes　with　Crimson　Soles　and　Crimson　Linings。〃
  But　the　Tiger　said；　〃What　use　would　your　shoes　be　to　me？　I've
  got　four　feet；　and　you've　got　only　two；　you　haven't　got　enough
  shoes　for　me。〃
  But　Little　Black　Sambo　said；　〃You　could　wear　them　on　your
  ears。〃
  〃So　I　could；〃　said　the　Tiger：　〃that's　a　very　good　idea。　Give
  them　to　me；　and　I　won't　eat　you　this　time。〃
  So　the　Tiger　got　poor　Little　Black　Sambo's　beautiful　little
  Purple　Shoes　with　Crimson　Soles　and　Crimson　Linings；　and　went
  away　saying；　〃Now　I'm　the　grandest　Tiger　in　the　Jungle。〃
  And　by　and　by　Little　Black　Sambo　met　another　Tiger；　and　it
  said　to　him；　〃Little　Black　Sambo；　I'm　going　to　eat　you　up！〃
  And　Little　Black　Sambo　said；　〃Oh！　Please　Mr。　Tiger；　don't　eat
  me　up；　and　I'll　give　you　my　beautiful　Green　Umbrella。〃　　But
  the　Tiger　said；　〃How　can　I　carry　an　umbrella；　when　I　need　all
  my　paws　for　walking　with？〃
  〃You　could　tie　a　knot　on　your　tail　and　carry　it　that　way；〃
  said　Little　Black　Sambo。　　〃So　I　could；〃　said　the　Tiger。　〃
  Give　it　to　me；　and　I　won't　eat　you　this　time。〃　　So　he　got　poor
  Little　Black　Sambo's　beautiful　Green　Umbrella；　and　went　away
  saying；　〃Now　I'm　the　grandest　Tiger　in　the　Jungle。〃
  And　poor　Little　Black　Sambo　went　away　crying；　because　the
  cruel　Tigers　had　taken　all　his　fine　clothes。
  Presently　he　heard　a　horrible　noise　that　sounded　like　〃Gr…r…r…
  r…rrrrrr；〃　and　it　got　louder　and　louder。　　〃Oh！　dear！〃　said
  Little　Black　Sambo；　〃there　are　all　the　Tigers　coming　back　to
  eat　me　up！　　What　shall　I　do？〃　　　So　he　ran　quickly　to　a　palm…
  tree；　and　peeped　round　it　to　see　what　the　matter　was。
  And　there　he　saw　all　the　Tigers　fighting；　and　disputing　which
  of　them　was　the　grandest。　　And　at　last　they　all　got　so　angry
  that　they　jumped　up　and　took　off　all　the　fine　clothes；　and
  began　to　tear　each　other　with　their　claws；　and　bite　each　other
  with　their　great　big　white　teeth。
  And　they　came；　rolling　and　tumbling　right　to　the　foot　of　the
  very　tree　where　Little　Black　Sambo　was　hiding；　but　he　jumped
  quickly　in　behind　the　umbrella。　　And　the　Tigers　all　caught
  hold　of　each　other's　tails；　as　they　wrangled　and　scrambled；
  and　so　they　found　themselves　in　a　ring　round　the　tree。
  Then；　when　the　Tigers　were　very　wee　and　very　far　away；　Little
  Black　Sambo　jumped　up；　and　called　out；　〃Oh！　Tigers！　why　have
  you　taken　off　all　your　nice　clothes？　　Don't　you　want　them　any
  more？〃　　But　the　Tigers　only　answered；　〃Gr…r…rrrr！〃
  Then　Little　Black　Sambo　said；　〃If　you　want　them；　say　so；　or
  I'll　take　them　away。〃　But　the　Tigers　would　not　let　go　of　each
  other's　tails；　and　so　they　could　only　say　〃Gr…r…r…rrrrrr！〃
  So　Little　Black　Sambo　put　on　all　his　fine　clothes　again　and
  walked　off。
  And　the　Tigers　were　very；　very　angry；　but　still　they　would　not
  let　go　of　each　other's　tails。　　And　they　were　so　angry；　that
  they　ran　round　the　tree；　trying　to　eat　each　other　up；　and　they
  ran　faster　and　faster；　till　they　were　whirling　round　so　fast
  that　you　couldn't　see　their　legs　at　all。
  And　they　still　ran　faster　and　faster　and　faster；　till　they　all
  just　melted　away；　and　there　was　nothing　left　but　a　great　big
  pool　of　melted　butter　（or　〃ghi；〃　as　it　is　called　in　India）
  round　the　foot　of　the　tree。
  Now　Black　Jumbo　was　just　coming　home　from　his　work；　with　a
  great　big　brass　pot　in　his　arms；　and　when　he　saw　what　was　left
  of　all　the　Tigers　he　said；　〃Oh！　what　lovely　melted　butter！
  I'll　take　that　home　to　Black　Mumbo　for　her　to　cook　with。〃
  So　he　put　it　all　into　the　great　big　brass　pot；　and　took　it
  home　to　Black　Mumbo　to　cook　with。
  When　Black　Mumbo　saw　the　melted　butter；　wasn't　she　pleased！
  〃Now；〃　said　she；　〃we'll　all　have　pancakes　for　supper！〃
  So　she　got　flour　and　eggs　and　milk　and　sugar　and　butter；　and
  she　made　a　huge　big　plate　of　most　lovely　pancakes。　　And　she
  fried　them　in　the　melted　butter　which　the　Tigers　had　made；　and
  they　were　just　as　yellow　and　brown　as　little　Tigers。
  And　then　they　all　sat　down　to　supper。　And　Black　Mumbo　ate
  Twenty…seven　pancakes；　and　Black　Jumbo　ate　Fifty…five　but
  Little　Black　Sambo　ate　a　Hundred　and　Sixty…nine；　because　he
  was　so　hungry。
  The　Story　of　Little　Black　Mingo
  By　Helen　Bannerman
  Once　upon　a　time　there　was　a　little　black　girl；　and　her　name
  was　Little　Black　Mingo。
  She　had　no　father　and　mother；　so　she　had　to　live　with　a
  horrid　cross　old　woman　called　Black　Noggy；　who　used　to　scold
  her　every　day；　and　sometimes　beat　her　with　a　stick；　even
  though　she　had　done　nothing　naughty。
  One　day　Black　Noggy　called　her；　and　said；　〃Take　this　chatty
  ｛ed。　A　chatty　is　a　large　ceramic　vase　used　to　carry　water。｝
  down　to　the　river　and　fill　it　with　water；　and　come　back　as
  fast　as　you　can；　QUICK　NOW！〃
  So　Little　Black　Mingo　took　the　chatty　and　ran　down　to　the
  river　as　fast　as　she　could；　and　began　to　fill　it　with　water；
  when　Cr…r…rrrack！！！　Bang！！！　A　horrible　big　Mugger　｛ed。　A
  Mugger　is　an　alligator　like　creature。｝　poked　its　nose　up
  through　the　bottom　of　the　chatty　and　said　〃Ha；　ha！！　Little
  Mingo；　I'm　going　to　eat　you　up！〃
  Little　Black　Mingo　did　not　say　anything。　　She　turned　and　ran
  away　as　fast　as　ever　she　could；　and　the　Mugger　ran　after
  her。　　But　the　broken　chatty　round　his　neck　caught　his　paws；
  so　he　could　not　overtake　her。
  But　when　she　got　back　to　Black　noggy；　and　told　her　how　the
  Mugger　had　broken　the　chatty；　Black　Noggy　was　fearfully
  angry。　　〃You　naughty　girl；〃　she　said；　〃you　have　broken　the
  chatty　yourself；　I　have　a　good　mind　to　beat　you。〃　　And　if
  she　had　not　been　in　such　a　hurry　for　the　water　she　WOULD
  have　beaten　her。
  Then　she　went　and　fetched　the　great　big　chatty　that　the
  dhobi　used　to　boil　the　clothes　in。　　〃Take　this；〃　said　she；
  〃and　mind　you　don't　break　it；　or　I　WILL　beat　you。〃
  〃But　I　can't　carry　that　when　it　is　full　of　water；〃　said
  Little　Black　Mingo。
  〃You　must　go　twice；　and　bring　it　half　full　each　time；〃　said
  Black　Noggy。
  So　Little　Black　Mingo　took　the　dhobi's　great　big　chatty；　and
  started　again　to　go　to　the　river。　　But　first　she　went　to　a
  little　bank　above　the　river；　and　peeped　up　and　down；　to　see
  if　she　could　see　the　old　Mugger　anywhere。　　But　she　could　not
  see　him；　for　he　was　hiding　under　the　very　bank　she　was
  standing　on；