BRER RABBIT’S ASTONISHING PRANK 
down a whole panel er fence gittin’ ’way fum dar. En ez ter Kubs 
en Klibs, dey tuck der hats in der han’s, en dey went skaddlin’ 
thoo de bushes des same ez a drove er hosses.” 
“And then what?” the little boy asked. 
“Brer Rabbit p’raded on down de road,” continued Uncle 
Remus, “en bimeby yer come Brer Fox en Brer Wolf, fixin’ up a 
plan fer ter nab Brer Rabbit, en dey wuz so intents on der confab 
dat dey got right on Brer Rabbit ’fo’ dey seed ’im; but, genter- 
mens! w’en dey is ketch a glimpse un ’im, dey gun ’im all de room 
he want. Brer Wolf, he try ter show off, he did, kase he wanter 
play big ’fo’ Brer Fox, en he stop en ax Brer Rabbit who is he. 
Brer Rabbit, he jump up en down in de middle er de road, en 
holler out: — * 
“‘I’m de Wull-er-de-Wust. 1 I’m de Wull-er-de-Wust, en youer 
de man I’m atter!’ 
“Den Brer Rabbit jump up en down en make lak he gwine 
atter Brer Fox en Brer Wolf, en de way dem creeturs lit out fum 
dar wuz a caution. 
“Long time atter dat,” continued Uncle Remus, folding his 
hands placidly in his lap, with the air of one who has performed 
a pleasant duty, — “long time atter dat, Brer Rabbit come up 
wid Brer Fox en Brer Wolf, en he git behime a stump, Brer Rabbit 
did, en holler out: — 
“ ‘ I’m de Wull-er-de-Wust, en youer de mens I’m atter! ’ 
“Brer Fox en Brer Wolf, dey broke, but ’fo’ dey got outer sight 
en outer yar’n’, Brer Rabbit show hisse’f, he did, en laugh fit 
ter kill hisse’f. Atterwuds, Miss Meadows she year ’bout it, en 
de nex’ time Brer Fox call, de gals dey up en giggle, en ax ’im ef 
he ain’t feard de Wull-er-de-Wust mought drap in.” 
1 Or Wull-er-de-Wuts. Probably a fantastic corruption of “will-o'-the-wisp,” though 
this is not by any means certain. 
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