The White Man Who Married A Black Woman
Margaret D Jones
A white man had married a black woman, and he lived with her. And the old woman, her mother, lived with them. And they had two children. And one morning when the husband was setting out for his work, his wife tells him:
'I feel like making the most of my mother today. She is getting to a great age.'
'Well, yes, indeed', he said, 'make the most of your mother.'
And when he came home in the evening she calls him out to the back of the house. And there she was, having killed the old woman and hung her up like a pig.
The man shivered and snatched the nicer of the two children on his shoulder and strode away. And when he was crossing a river, the boy said to him:
'Here's a very nice place to have a bit of the back of your neck, dad.'
'Wait!' he said, 'you're just the same as your mother.'
And he flung him into the river and ran for his life.