But God-a large black man with a closely trimmed salt-and-pepper beard above his bow-tie-isn't so sure that Jake should have sneaked in like that, without St. The next thing Jake knows he's at the Pearly Gates, and then inside them. Jake and his independent-minded mule, Honeybunch, are in the town of Hard Times, half a mile from their tumbledown shack, one day when a freight train doesn't wait for Honeybunch to get across the tracks. Sort of an instant folk tale, it's set in a black community in America in the early part of this century. The delicious colors are almost tropical in their radiance, with the hues of morning glories bursting open against the dawn. True, the prices are often high, but, if you choose carefully amidst the new offerings, the value is good.įor adults or for children, Margot Zemach's Jake and Honeybunch Go to Heaven (Farrar Straus Giroux, $13.95. For a time the colored picture book even looked like an endangered species, but it's obvious that there are many who recognize that this is an art form we can ill afford to lose. This abundance of color is significant, as some years there has seemed to be a trend toward less of it, both because of prevailing aesthetic and financial reasons. Softer hues are to be found in Jackson Makes His Move by Andrew Glass and David McPhail's Great Cat-yet they're no less vigorous for being pastel. Bright, bright colors that seem almost to lift off the page, for example, distinguish Margot Zemach's Jake and Honeybunch Go to Heaven and A Chair for My Mother by Vera B. LIKE THE AUTUMN FOLIAGE, this fall's crop of illustrated children's books is a riot of color. Try it-Mommy, buy me Mommy, Buy Me A China Doll.By MICHELE SLUNG MICHELE SLUNG is a former children's book editor of Book World. Text and illustrations pull you right into the game. The all-over coloring is in deep autumnal shades outlined in black, giving a rough mosaic effect. The figures are somewhat similar, but with the qualities attributed to mountain folk in American primitive art. Zemach used in Salt and many of her other books. They are a surprising but welcome shift from the style Mrs. Groups will easily swing into the rhythm of the verse, and the full page illustrations are big and bold enough to be used en masse too. The incongruities as little Eliza Lou tries to reorganize the arrangements of the household are of the sort that pre-schoolers in particular are likely to find howlingly funny (""Horsey in our Sister's bed,"" ""baby in the kittens' bed,"" ""piggies in Eliza's bed,"" and so on).
What could we buy it with, Eliza Lou?"" ""We could trade our Daddy's feather bed."" ""Then where would our Daddy sleep, Eliza Lou?"" ""He could sleep in the horsey's bed."" is how the answers to the title plea take off in this catchy accumulating-rhyme-into-lullaby, adapted from an Ozark children's song.
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