. Told by Uncle Remus : new stories of the old plantation . she flewd. Dey got long tollable well dat day an* denex but twant long fo der craw gun ter feellike a win-bag, an den dey set up a cry fer mo*vittles, an der mammy aint got no vittles fer tergi um. Brer Rabbit went abroad mighty soon datday, an atter he had his fill er fun an turnipgreens he come home an went ter bed. He wentter bed, he did, an went ter sleep, but he aintsleep long, kaze he hear some kinder noise. Hewake up, an open an shet his pop-eyes kinderslow, an wiggle his mouf an nose. He kin hearol Miss Buzzard trompin roun at
. Told by Uncle Remus : new stories of the old plantation . she flewd. Dey got long tollable well dat day an* denex but twant long fo der craw gun ter feellike a win-bag, an den dey set up a cry fer mo*vittles, an der mammy aint got no vittles fer tergi um. Brer Rabbit went abroad mighty soon datday, an atter he had his fill er fun an turnipgreens he come home an went ter bed. He wentter bed, he did, an went ter sleep, but he aintsleep long, kaze he hear some kinder noise. Hewake up, an open an shet his pop-eyes kinderslow, an wiggle his mouf an nose. He kin hearol Miss Buzzard trompin roun at his front door,kinder hummin a chune ter herself. He say,Heyo, dar! who dat projickin at my front do?Ol Miss Buzzard, she say, Take yo res, BrerRabbit; taint nobody but me. I got de idee datsome un wuz pirootin roun de place, an I desgot up fer ter see dat everything wuz all right. WHY THE TURKEY BUZZARD IS BALD-HEADED 167 Brer Rabbit say, It s mighty dark in here,an A mighty good reason, sez ol Miss Buzzard,seshe, kaze it s black night out here, seshe;. De mornin sun wuz shininthoo a knot-hole right in Brer Rabbits face H,v\i you cant see yo j han befo you, make Brer Rabbit laugh, kaze de mornin sunwuz shinin thoo a knot-hole right in Brer Rab-bits face. He laugh an low ter hissef, Shoot yo 168 TOLD BY UNCLE REMUS shekels, ol oman, an shoot uin hard, kaze youergwineter git de rough een er dis business. Youhear my horn! He hear ol Miss Buzzard walkinroun out dar, an he holler out, I cant git out!I blieve it s daytime out dar, an I cant gitout! Somebody better run here an hep me tergit out. Some un done lock me in my ownhouse, an I cant git out! Aint somebodygwineter run here an turn me out! I cant gita breff er fresh ar. Hi Well, ol Miss Buzzard aint got no mo sensedan ter blieve Brer Rabbit, an she wuz des cer-tain an sho dat he wuz her meat. She say, Imde one what shet you up in dar, an I m gwine terkeep you in dar twel youer done dead, an denI 11 pull de meat offn
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