A DREAM AND A STORY 
XVIII 
A DREAM AND A STORY 
“I dreamed all about Brother Fox and Brother Rabbit last night, 
Uncle Remus/ 5 exclaimed the little boy when the old man came 
in after supper and took his seat by the side of the trundle-bed; 
“I dreamed that Brother Fox had wings and tried to catch 
Brother Rabbit by flying after him. 55 
“I don’t ’spute it, honey, dat I don’t! 55 replied the old man, in 
a tone which implied that he was quite prepared to believe the 
dream itself was true. “Manys en manys de time, deze long 
nights en deze rainy spells, dat I sets down dar in my house over 
ag’in de chimbley-jam — I sets dar en I dozes, en it seem lak dat 
ole Brer Rabbit, he’ll stick he head in de crack er de do 5 en see 
my eye periently shot, en den he’ll beckon back at de yuther 
creeturs, en den dey ’ll all come slippin 5 in on der tip-toes, en dey ’ll 
set dar en run over de ole times wid one er n’er, en crack der jokes 
same ez dey useter. En den ag’in,” continued the old man, shut¬ 
ting his eyes and giving to his voice a gruesome intonation quite 
impossible to describe, — “en den ag’in hit look lak dat Brer 
Rabbit’ll gin de wink all ’roun 5 , en den dey’ll tu’n in en git up 
a reg’lar juberlee. Brer Rabbit, he’ll retch up en take down de 
trivet, en Brer Fox, he’ll snatch up de griddle, en Brer B’ar, he’ll 
lay holt er de pot-hooks, en ole Brer Tarrypin, he ’ll grab up de fry- 
in’ pan en dar dey’ll have it, up en down, en’ roun’ en ’roun’. Hit 
seem like ter me dat ef I kin git my mine smoove down en ketch up 
some er dem ar chunes w’at dey sets dar en plays, den I’d lean 
back yer in dish yer cheer en I’d intrance you wid um, twel, by dis 
time termorrer night, you’d be settin’ up dar at de supper-table 
’sputin’ ’longer yo’ little brer ’bout de ’lasses pitcher. Dem 
creeturs dey sets dar,” Uncle Remus went on, “en dey plays dem 
kinder chunes w’at moves you fum ’way back yander; en manys 
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