NIGHTS WITH UNCLE REMUS 
’er specks up on ’er forrerd, en look lak she done got trouble in 
’er mine. 
“‘Laws-a-massy!’ sez she, ‘spozen he come, Brer Rabbit! 
W’at I gwine do? En dey ain’t a man ’bout de house, n’er,’ sez 
she. 
“Den Brer Rabbit, he shot one eye, en he say, sezee: — 
“‘Sis Goose, de time done come w’en you bleedzd ter roos’ 
high. You look lak you got de dropsy,’ sezee, ‘but don’t mine 
dat, kase ef you don’t roos’ high, youer goner,’ sezee. 
“Den ole Miss Goose ax Brer Rabbit w’at she gwine do, en 
Brer Rabbit he up en tell Miss Goose dat she mus’ go home en tie 
up a bundle er de w’ite folks’ cloze, en put um on de bed, en den 
she mus’ fly up on a rafter, en let Brer Fox grab de cloze en run 
off wid um. 
“Ole Miss Goose say she much ’blige, en she tuck’n tuck her 
things en waddle off home, en dat night she do lak Brer Rabbit 
say wid de bundle er cloze, en den she sont wud ter Mr. Dog, en 
Mr. Dog he come down, en say he’d sorter set up wid ’er. 
“Des ’fo’ day, yer come Brer Fox creepin’ up, en he went en 
push on de do’ easy, en de do’ open, en he see sump’n’ w’ite on 
de bed w’ich he took fer Miss Goose, en he grab it en run. ’Bout 
dat time Mr. Dog sail out fum und’ de house, he did, en ef Brer 
Fox had n’t er drapt de cloze, he’d er got kotch. Fum dat, wud 
went ’roun’ dat Brer Fox bin tryin’ ter steal Miss Goose cloze, 
en he come mighty nigh losin’ his stannin’ at Miss Meadows. 
Down ter dis day,” Uncle Remus continued, preparing to fill his 
pipe, “Brer Fox b’leeve dat Brer Rabbit wuz de ’casion er Mr. 
Dog bein’ in de neighborhoods at dat time er night, en Brer 
Rabbit ain’t ’spute it. De bad feelin’ ’twix’ Brer Fox en Mr. Dog 
start right dar, en hits bin agwine on twel now dey ain’t git in 
smellin’ distuns er one er n’er widout dey’s a row.” 
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