Uncle Remus, his songs and his sayings . git it while hitsfresh, and wid dat Brer Rabbit gallop oflF home. EnBrer Fox aint never kotch im yit, en wats mo,honey, he aint gwineter. n THE WONDERFUL TAR-BABY STORY DroNT the fox never catch the rabbit. UncleRemus? asked the little boy the next evening. He come mighty nigh it, honey, shos you born-Brer Fox did. One day atter Brer Rabbit fool im wdddat calamus root. Brer Fox went ter wuk en got imsome tar, en mix it wid some turkentime, en fix up acontrapshun wat he call a Tar-Baby, en he tuck dishyer Tar-Baby en he sot er in de big road, en den hela
Uncle Remus, his songs and his sayings . git it while hitsfresh, and wid dat Brer Rabbit gallop oflF home. EnBrer Fox aint never kotch im yit, en wats mo,honey, he aint gwineter. n THE WONDERFUL TAR-BABY STORY DroNT the fox never catch the rabbit. UncleRemus? asked the little boy the next evening. He come mighty nigh it, honey, shos you born-Brer Fox did. One day atter Brer Rabbit fool im wdddat calamus root. Brer Fox went ter wuk en got imsome tar, en mix it wid some turkentime, en fix up acontrapshun wat he call a Tar-Baby, en he tuck dishyer Tar-Baby en he sot er in de big road, en den helay off in de bushes fer to see what de news wuzgwineter be. En he didnt hatter wait long, nudder,kaze bimeby here come Brer Rabbit pacin down deroad—lippity-clippity, clippity-lippity—dez ez sassyez a jay-bird. Brer Fox, he lay low. Brer Rabbit come 8 LEGENDS OF THE OLD PLANTATION prancin long twel he spy de Tar-Baby, en den hefotch up on his behime legs like he wus stonished. DeTar-Baby, she sot dar, she did, en Brer Fox, he *MawninI* sez Brer Rabbit, sezee—nice wedderdis mawnin, sezee. Tar-Baby aint sayin nothin, en Brer Fox, he laylow. How duz yo symtums seem ter segashuate?* sezBrer Rabbit, sezee. Brer Fox, he wink his eye slow, en lay low, en deTar-Baby, she aint sayin nothin. THE WONDERFUL TAR-BABY STORY ** *How you come on, den? Is you deaf?* sez BrerRabbit, sezee. Kaze if you is, I kin holler louder,sezee. Tar-Baby staystill, en Brer Fox,he lay low. Youer stuckup, dats wat youis, says Brer Rab-bit, sezee, *en Imgwineter kyoreyou, dats wat Ima gwinetersezee. Brer Fox, hesorter chuckle inhis stummick, hedid, but Tar-Baby aint sayin nothin. Tm gwineter lam you howter talk ter spect-tubble fokes ef hits de las ack, sez Brer Rabbit,sezee. Ef you dont take oflF dat hat en tell me howdy,Im gwineter bus you wide open, sezee. Tar-Baby stay still, en Brer Fox, he lay low. Brer Rabbit keep on axin im, en de Tar-Baby,she keep on sayin nothin, twel presenty Brer Rab-bi
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