. Told by Uncle Remus : new stories of the old plantation . E REMUS yuther creeturs pursued alter im so close, butdey allers got de ragged en er de pursuin, andey wuz times when dey d be right neighborlywid im. Twuz bout de time dat Brer Wolf hadkinder made up his min dat he cant outdo BrerRabbit, no way he kin fix it, an he say ter hissefdat he better let im lone twel he kin git im in acorner whar he cant git out. So Brer Wolf, helive wid his fambly on one side de road, an BrerRabbit live wid his fambly on de yuther side, notclose nuff fer ter quoil bout de fence line, an yitclose nuff fer de
. Told by Uncle Remus : new stories of the old plantation . E REMUS yuther creeturs pursued alter im so close, butdey allers got de ragged en er de pursuin, andey wuz times when dey d be right neighborlywid im. Twuz bout de time dat Brer Wolf hadkinder made up his min dat he cant outdo BrerRabbit, no way he kin fix it, an he say ter hissefdat he better let im lone twel he kin git im in acorner whar he cant git out. So Brer Wolf, helive wid his fambly on one side de road, an BrerRabbit live wid his fambly on de yuther side, notclose nuff fer ter quoil bout de fence line, an yitclose nuff fer der youngest chillun ter play ter-gedder whiles de ol folks wuz payin der Sundaycalls. It went on an went on dis way twel it looklike Brer Rabbit done fergit how ter play trickson his neighbors an Brer Wolf done disremem-berd dat he yever is try fer ter ketch Brer Rabbitfer meat fer his fambly. One Sunday in speshual,dey wuz mighty frienly. It wuz Brer Rabbitstime fer ter call on Brer Wolf, an bofe un um wuzsettin up in de porch des ez natchal ez life. Brer. Dey sotdar talk in bout oV times HOW WILEY WOLF RODE IN THE BAG 45 Rabbit wuz chawin his terbacker an spittinover de railin an Brer Wolf wuz grinnin boutol times, an pickin his toofies, which dey lookmighty white an sharp. Dey wuz settin up dar,dey wuz, des ez thick ez fleas on a dogs back, an*lookin like butter wont melt in der mouf. An whiles dey wuz settin dar, little WileyWolf an Riley Rabbit wuz playin in de yard deslike chillun will. Dey run an dey romped, deyfrisk an dey frolic, dey jump an dey hump, deyhide an dey slide, an it look like dey had rnofun dan a mule kin pull in a waggin. Little WTileyWolf, he d run atter Riley Rabbit, an den RileyRabbit ud run atter Wiley Wolf, an here deyhad it up an down an roun an roun, twel itlook like dey d run deysef ter death. Bout detimeyou d think dey bleeze ter drap, one un umwould holler out, Kings Excuse! an in demdays, when you say dat, nobody cant ketch you,it aint make no d
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