Uncle Remus, his songs and his sayings . ine, en his mouf water evey time he member boutit. Presenty he say ter hissef dat he bleedzd ter have 82 LEGENDS OF THE OLD PLANTATION a nip at dat butter, en den he lay his plans, he news you know, wile dey wuz all wukkin long,Brer Rabbit raise his head quick en fling his yearsforrerd en holler out: Here I is. Wat you want wid me? en off heput like sumpn wuz atter im. He sallied roun, ole Brer Rabbit did, en atterhe make sho dat nobody aint foUern un im, inter de spring-ouse he bounces,en dar he stays twel hegit a bait er butter. Denhe santer o
Uncle Remus, his songs and his sayings . ine, en his mouf water evey time he member boutit. Presenty he say ter hissef dat he bleedzd ter have 82 LEGENDS OF THE OLD PLANTATION a nip at dat butter, en den he lay his plans, he news you know, wile dey wuz all wukkin long,Brer Rabbit raise his head quick en fling his yearsforrerd en holler out: Here I is. Wat you want wid me? en off heput like sumpn wuz atter im. He sallied roun, ole Brer Rabbit did, en atterhe make sho dat nobody aint foUern un im, inter de spring-ouse he bounces,en dar he stays twel hegit a bait er butter. Denhe santer on back en goto wuk. Whar you bin?* sezBrer Fox, sezee. 1 hear my chillimscallin me, sez Brer Rab-bit, sezee, en I hatter gosee wat dey want. Myole oman done gone entuck mighty sick, wuk on twel ^ bimeby de butter tase so good dat ole Brer Rabbit want some mo. Den he raiseup his head, he did, en holler out: Heyo! Hole onl Im a comin! en off he time he stay right smart wile, en wen he gitback Brer Fox ax him whar he MR. RABBIT NIBBLES UP THE BUTTER 83 I been ter see my ole oman, en shes a sinkin,*sezee. Dreckly Brer Rabbit hear um callin im agin enoflF he goes, en dis time, bless yo soul, he gits debutter out so clean dat he kin see hissef in de bottomer de bucket. He scrape it clean en lick it dry, en denhe go back ter wuk lookin mo* samer dan a niggerwat de patter-rollers bin had holt un. Hows yo ole oman dis time? sez Brer Fox, sezee. Im oblije ter you, Brer Fox, sez Brer Rabbit,sezee, Ijut Im feard shes done gone by now, en datsorter make Brer Fox en Brer Possum feel in moanin*wid Brer Rabbit. Bimeby, wen dinner-time come, dey all got outder vittles, but Brer Rabbit keep on lookin lonesome,en Brer Fox en Brer Possum dey sorter rustle rounfer ter see ef dey cant make Brer Rabbit feel sortersplimmy. What is that. Uncle Remus? asked the little boy. Sorter splimmy-splammy, honey—sorter like he ina crowd—sorter like his ole oman aint dead ez shemout be.
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