NIGHTS WITH UNCLE REMUS 
“‘Heyo yer!’ sezee; ‘who’d er ’speckted fer ter see Mr. Lion 
’way down yer in dis neighborhoods?’ sezee. ‘Whar you gwine, 
Mr. Lion?’ sezee. 
“Den Mr. Lion ax ef Mr. Jack Sparrer know Mr. Man, en Mr. 
Jack Sparrer say he know Mr. Man mighty well. Den Mr. Lion, 
he ax ef Mr. Jack Sparrer know whar he stay, w’ich Mr. Jack 
Sparrer say dat he do. Mr. Lion ax wharbouts is Mr. Man, en 
Mr. Jack Sparrer say he right ’cross dar in de new groun’, en he 
up’n ax Mr. Lion w’at he want wid ’im, w’ich Mr. Lion ’spon’ 
dat he gwine larrup Mr. Man, en wid dat, Mr. Jack Sparrer, he 
up’n say, sezee: — % 
“‘You better let Mr. Man ’lone. You see how little I is, en 
likewise how high I kin fly; yit, ’spite er dat, Mr. Man, he kin 
fetch me down w’en he git good en ready,’ sezee. ‘You better 
tuck yo’ tail en put out home,’ sez Mr. Jack Sparrer, sezee, ‘kaze 
bimeby Mr. Man’ll fetch you down,’ sezee. 
“But Mr. Lion des vow he gwine atter Mr. Man, en go he 
would, en go he did. He ain’t never see Mr. Man, Mr. Lion ain’t, 
en he dunner w’at he look lak, but he go on todes de new groun’. 
Sho’ ’nuff, dar wuz Mr. Man, out dar maulin’ rails fer ter make 
’im a fence. He ’uz rippin’ up de butt cut, Mr. Man wuz, en 
he druv in his wedge en den he stuck in de glut. He ’uz 
splittin’ ’way, w’en bimeby he year rustlin’ out dar in de bushes, 
en he look up, en dar wuz Mr. Lion. Mr. Lion ax ’im do he know 
Mr. Man, en Mr. Man ’low dat he know ’im mo’ samer dan ef 
he wer’ his twin brer. Den Mr. Lion ’low dat he wanter see’ im, 
en den Mr. Man say, sezee, dat ef Mr. Lion will come stick his 
paw in de split fer ter hoi’ de log open twel he git back, he go 
fetch Mr. Man. Mr. Lion he march up en slap his paw in de 
place, en den Mr. Man, he tuck’n’ knock de glut out, en de 
split close up, en dar Mr. Lion wuz. Mr. Man, he stan’ off en 
say, sezee:— * 
“‘Ef you’d ’a’ bin a steer er hoss, you mought er run’d, en 
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