Uncle Remus, his songs and his sayings . Fox. Tun me loose,* sezee;Brer RabbitU git out. Youer gittin close at im/sezee, *en lebm mo licksU fetch im, sezee. Im nigher ter you. Brer Buzzard, sez Brer Fox,sezee, dan Ill be ter Brer Rabbit dis day, sezee.*Wat you fool me fer? sezee. Lemme lone, Brer Fox, sez Mr. Buzzard, sezee;my ole oman waitin fer me. Brer Rabbit in dar/sezee. Dars a bunch er his fur on dat black-bey bush/sez Brer Fox, sezee, en dat aint de way he come,sezee. Den Mr. Buzzard upn tell Brer Fox how twuz»en he lowd, Mr. Buzzard did, dat Brer Rabbit wuzde lowdownest watsizname wat
Uncle Remus, his songs and his sayings . Fox. Tun me loose,* sezee;Brer RabbitU git out. Youer gittin close at im/sezee, *en lebm mo licksU fetch im, sezee. Im nigher ter you. Brer Buzzard, sez Brer Fox,sezee, dan Ill be ter Brer Rabbit dis day, sezee.*Wat you fool me fer? sezee. Lemme lone, Brer Fox, sez Mr. Buzzard, sezee;my ole oman waitin fer me. Brer Rabbit in dar/sezee. Dars a bunch er his fur on dat black-bey bush/sez Brer Fox, sezee, en dat aint de way he come,sezee. Den Mr. Buzzard upn tell Brer Fox how twuz»en he lowd, Mr. Buzzard did, dat Brer Rabbit wuzde lowdownest watsizname wat he ever run upwid. Den Brer Fox say, sezee: Dats needer here ner dar. Brer Buzzard, sezee.*I lef you yer fer ter watch dish yere hole, en I lefBrer Rabbit in dar. I comes back en I fines you at deole en Brer Rabbit aint in dar, sezee. Im gwinetermake you pay fert. I done bin tampered wid twel 40 LEGENDS OF THE OLD PLANTATION plum down ter de sap suckerU set on a log en sassyme. Im gwinter fling you in a bresh-heap en bumyou up/ Ef you fling me on der fier, Brer Fox, Ill fly*way/ sez Mr. Buzzard, sezee. Well, den, Ill settle yo hash right now, sezBrer Fox, sezee, en wid dat he grab Mr. Buzzard byde tail, he did, en make fer ter dash im gin degroun, but des bout dat time de tail fedders come MISS COW FALLS A VICTIM TO MR. RABBIT 41 out, en Mr. Buzzard sail off like one er dese yerberloons; en ez he riz, he holler back: You gimme good start, Brer Fox, sezee, en BrerFox sot dar en watch im fly outer sight. But what became of the Rabbit, Uncle Remus?asked the little boy. Dont you pester longer Brer Rabbit, honey, endont you fret bout im. Youll year whar he wenten how he come out. Dish yer cole snap rastles widmy bones, now, continued the old man, putting onhis hat and picking up his walking-stick. Hit rastleswid me monstus, en I gotter rack roun en see if Ikin run up agin some Chrismus leavins. IXMISS COW FALLS A VICTIM TO MR. RABBIT Uncle Remus, said tlie little boy, what
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