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, and though his tail stuck out a little she 
never saw him at all.
She would have liked to run home, but she was too much afraid that 
Black Noggy would beat her. 
So Little Black Mingo crept down to the river, and began to fill the big 
chatty with water. And while she was filling it the Mugger came 
creeping softly down behind her and caught her by the tail, saying, 
"Aha, Little Black Mingo, now I've got you." 
And Little Black Mingo said, "Oh! Please don't eat me up, great big 
Mugger." 
"What will you give me, if I don't eat you up?" said the Mugger. But 
Little Black Mingo was so poor she had nothing to give. So the Mugger 
caught her in his great cruel mouth and swam away with her to an 
island in the middle of the river and set her down beside a huge pile of 
eggs. 
"Those are my eggs," said he; "to-morrow a little mugger will come out 
of each, and then we will have a great feast, and we will eat you up." 
Then he waddled off to catch fish for himself, and left Little Black 
Mingo alone beside the big pile of eggs. 
And Little Black Mingo sat down on a big stone and hid her face in her 
hands, and cried bitterly, because she couldn't swim and she didn't 
know how to get away. 
Presently she heard a queer little squeaky noise that sounded like 
"Squeak, Squeak, Squeak!!! Oh Little Black Mingo, help me or I shall 
be drowned." She got up and looked to see what was calling, and she 
saw a bush coming floating down the river with something wriggling 
and scrambling about in it, and as it came near she saw that it was a 
Mongoose that was in the bush. So she waded out as far as she could, 
and caught hold of the bush    
    
		
	
	
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