Uncle Remus, his songs and his sayings . the fox kill and eat tlie rabbit when hecaught him with the Tar-Baby? Law, honey, aint I tell you bout dat? repliedthe old darkey, chuckling slyly. I clar ter grashusI ought er tole you dat, but old man Nod wuz ridinon my eyeleds twel a leetle mon Id a dismemberdmy own name, en den on to dat here come yomammy hollerin* atter you. Wat I tell you wen I fus begin? I tole you BrerRabbit wuz a monstus soon creetur; leasways datswat I laid out fer ter tell you. Well, den, honey, dontyou go en make no udder calkalashuns, kaze in demdays Brer Rabbit en his famb
Uncle Remus, his songs and his sayings . the fox kill and eat tlie rabbit when hecaught him with the Tar-Baby? Law, honey, aint I tell you bout dat? repliedthe old darkey, chuckling slyly. I clar ter grashusI ought er tole you dat, but old man Nod wuz ridinon my eyeleds twel a leetle mon Id a dismemberdmy own name, en den on to dat here come yomammy hollerin* atter you. Wat I tell you wen I fus begin? I tole you BrerRabbit wuz a monstus soon creetur; leasways datswat I laid out fer ter tell you. Well, den, honey, dontyou go en make no udder calkalashuns, kaze in demdays Brer Rabbit en his fambly moiz at de head erde gang wen enny racket wnz on han, en dar deystayed. Fo you begins fer ter wipe yo eyes boutBrer Rabbit, you wait en see wharbouts Brer Rabbit HOW MR. RABBIT WAS TOO SHARP FOR MR. FOX 17 gwineter fetch up at. But dats needer yer ner dar. Wen Brer Fox fine Brer Rabbit mixt up wid deTar-Baby, he feel mighty good, en he roll on degroun en laflF. Bimeby he upn say, sezee: Well, I speck I got you dis time, Brer Rabbit,. m & wfe|, , ? /^^ ? sezee; maybe I aint, but I speck I is. You been run-nin roun here sassin atter me a mighty long time,but I speck you done come ter de een er de row. Youbin cuttin up yo capers en bouncin roun in disneighberhood ontwel you come ter bleeve yosef deboss er de whole gang. En den youer allers somerswhar you got no bizness, sez Brer Fox, sezee. Whoax you fer ter come en strike up a quaintance widdish yer Tar-Baby? En who stuck you up dar wharyou iz? Nobody in de roun worril. You des tuck en 18 LEGENDS OF THE OLD PLANTATION jam yosef on dat Tar-Baby widout waitin fer ennyinvite, sez Brer Fox, sezee, en dar you is, en daryoull stay twel I fixes up a bresh-pile and fires hertip, kaze Im gwineter bobby-cue you dis day, sho,sez Brer Fox, sezee. Den Brer Rabbit talk mighty umble. 1 dont keer wat you do wid me. Brer Fox,sezee, so you dont fling me in dat brier-patch. Boasme. Brer Fox, sezee, but dont fling me in dat brier-patch, sezee. Hi
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