. Told by Uncle Remus : new stories of the old plantation . gn he wuz dreamin, an atter he layright still she say he wuz havin a better nightsres dan what he d had in a mighty long den she happen fer ter think dat whiles heroF man done gone an got in de fashion, dar shewuz ready fer ter go ter bed wid er head on. Sheduriner how ter git er head off, an she try terwake up her ol man, but it look like he wuz oneer dem stubborn kinder sleepers what wont bewokend atter dey once drap off. She shake iman holler at im, but taint do no good. She cantmake im stir, spite er all de racket she make
. Told by Uncle Remus : new stories of the old plantation . gn he wuz dreamin, an atter he layright still she say he wuz havin a better nightsres dan what he d had in a mighty long den she happen fer ter think dat whiles heroF man done gone an got in de fashion, dar shewuz ready fer ter go ter bed wid er head on. Sheduriner how ter git er head off, an she try terwake up her ol man, but it look like he wuz oneer dem stubborn kinder sleepers what wont bewokend atter dey once drap off. She shake iman holler at im, but taint do no good. She cantmake im stir, spite er all de racket she make, anshe hatter go ter bed wid her head on. She wTent ter bed, she did, but she aint sleepgood, kaze she had trouble in de min. She dwake up an turn over, an roll an toss, an won-der what de yuther creeturs d say ef dey knowdshe wuz so fur outer de fashion ez ter sleep wider head on. An she had bad dreams; she drenipdat Brer Rabbit wuz laughin at er, an she startfer ter run at im, an de fust news she knowd dedogs wuz on her trail an gwine in full cry. Twuz. So his ol oman went out ter de woodpile aw got de ax BROTHER FOX FOLLOWS THE FASHION 151 dat a-way all night long, an she wuz mo danthankful when mornin come. She try ter wake up her ol man, but stillhe wont be woke. He lay dar, he did, an wontbudge, an bimeby ol Miss Fox git mad an gooff an leave im. Atter so long a time she wentback ter whar he wuz layin, an he wuz des likeshe lef im. She try ter roust im up, but he wontbs rousted. She holler so loud dat Brer Rabbitwhich he wuz gwine by, got de idee dat she wuzcallin him, an he stick his head in de do anlow, Is you callin me, maam? She say, La! Brer Rabbit? I aint know youwuz anywheres aroun. I been try in fer ter wakeup my ol man; he mo lazier dis mornin dan Iever is know im ter be. Ef my house wa nt allto up, I d ax you in an git you ter drag im outan git im up. Brer Rabbit say, Ef dey aint nothin dematter wid Brer Fox he 11 git up in good Miss Fox low, La! I dunn
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