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Jamaican Song and Story by Walter Jekyll
One day Annancy an' Bro'er Tiger go a river fe wash'kin. Annancy said to Bro'er Tiger:-"Bro'er Tiger, as you are such a big man, if you go in a de blue hole with your fat you a go drownded, so you fe take out your fat so lef' it here."
Tiger said to Bro'er Annancy:-"You must take out fe you too."
Annancy say:-"You take out first, an' me me take out after."
Tiger first take out.
Annancy say:-"Go in a hole, Bro'er Tiger, an' make me see how you swim light."
Bro'er Annancy never go in.
As Tiger was paying attention to the swimming, Annancy take up his fat an' eat it.
Then Annancy was so frightened for Tiger, he leaves the river side an' go to Big Monkey town.
Him say:-"Bro'er Monkey, I hear them shing a shing a river side say:-
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"Yeshterday this time me a nyam Tiger fat,
Yeshterday this time me a nyam Tiger fat,
Yeshterday this time me a nyam Tiger fat,
Yeshterday this time me a nyam Tiger fat."
The Big Monkey drive him away, say they don't want to hear no song.
So him leave and go to Little Monkey town, an' when him go him said:-
"Bro'er Monkey, I hear one shweet song a river side say:-
"Yeshterday this time me a nyam Tiger fat.
Yeshterday this time me a nyam Tiger fat."
Then Monkey say:-"You must sing the song, make we hear."
Then Annancy commence to sing.
Monkey love the song so much that they made a ball a night an' have the same song playing.
So when Annancy hear the song was playing, he was glad to go back to Bro'er Tiger.
When him go to the river, he saw Tiger was looking for his fat.
Tiger said:-"Bro'er Annancy, I can't find me fat at all."
Annancy say:-"Ha ha! Biddybye I hear them shing a Little Monkey town say:-
"Yeshterday this time me a nyam Tiger fat.
Yeshterday this time me a nyam Tiger fat.
"Bro'er Tiger, if you think I lie, come make we go a Little Monkey town."
So he and Tiger wented.
When them get to the place, Annancy tell Tiger they must hide in a bush.
Then the Monkey was dancing an' playing the same tune.
Tiger hear.
Then Annancy say:-"Bro'er Tiger wha' me tell you? You no yerry me tell you say them a call you name up ya?"
An' the Monkey never cease with the tune:-
Yeshterday this time me a nyam Tiger fat.
Yeshterday this time me a nyam Tiger fat.
Then Tiger go in the ball an' ask Monkey them for his fat.
The Monkey say they don't know nothing name so, 'tis Mr. Annancy l'arn them the song.
So Tiger could manage the Little Monkey them, an' he want fe fight them.
So the Little Monkey send away a bearer to Big Monkey town, an' bring down a lots of soldiers, an' flog Bro'er Tiger an' Annancy.
So Bro'er Tiger have fe take bush an' Annancy run up a house-top.
From that, Tiger live in the wood until now, an' Annancy in the house-top.
Jack Mantora me no choose any.
NOTES.
Go a river fe wash 'kin, go to the river to wash their skins. Pronounce fe like fit without the t.
in a de, into the.
A go drownded, will be drowned.
fe take, short for must have fe take, must take.
so lef', and leave.
fe you, for you, yours.
me me, I will. Annancy is fond of these reduplications.
in a hole, in the hole.
make me see, let me see. Make and let are always confused.
frighten, frightened. Past participles are seldom used.
take, eat, leave, go, takes, eats, leaves, goes. This shortening is always adopted. If a final s is used, it is generally in the wrong place.
shing a shing, sing a song. Annancy's lisp will not always be printed, but in reading, it should be put in even when not indicated.
a river side, at the river's side. The v is pronounced more like a b, and the i in river has the sound of French u.
me a nyam, I was eating, I ate. Nyam is one of the few African words which survive in Jamaica.
make we hear, and let us hear it.
have the same song playing; the past participle again avoided, and its place supplied by the present participle. Song and tune are interchangeable terms, and, even when there is no singing, the fiddle speaks words to those who are privileged to hear; see "Doba" and other stories.
Biddybye, by the bye.
a Little Monkey town, in Little Monkey town. So already in this story we have had a standing for to, in, the, at, will, besides being interjected, as in me a nyam and elsewhere.
make we go, let us go.
in a bush, in the bush, in the jungle.
dancing an' playing. No mention of singing, observe.
a wha' me tell you, etc. What did I tell you? Did you not hear me tell you they were talking about you up here? A good phrase to illustrate the use of the interjected say.
Call you name, mention your name.
Monkey them; another common addition.
nothing name so, nothing called so.
a bearer. Bearers are important people in the Jamaica hills where post-offices are few. They often bear nothing but a letter, though some carry loads too.
Jack Mantora, etc. All Annancy stories end with these or similar words. The Jack is a member of the company to whom the story is told, perhaps its principal member; and the narrator addresses him, and says: "I do not pick you out, Jack, or any of your companions, to be flogged as Tiger and Annancy were by the monkeys." Among the African tribes stories we know are often told with an object. The Negro is quick to seize a parable, and the point of a cunningly constructed story directed at an individual obnoxious to the reciter would not miss. So when the stories were merely told for diversion, it may have been thought good manners to say: "This story of mine is not aimed at any one."
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