BRER RABBIT TAKES SOME EXERCISE 
en dey well mought, ’kaze go whar you would, dey wa’n’t no wuss 
lookin’ creeturs dan dem; en Brer Rabbit, he holler, sezee: — 
“ ‘I ’speck you all, gents, better go home en git some dry duds, 
en n’er time we’ll be in better luck,’ sezee. ‘I hear talk dat de 
Moon’ll bite at a hook ef you take fools fer baits, en I lay dat’s 
de onliest way fer ter ketch ’er,’ sezee. 
“Brer Fox en Brer Wolf en Brer B’ar went drippin’ off, en Brer 
Rabbit en Brer Tarrypin, dey went home wid de gals.” 
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BRER RABBIT TAKES SOME EXERCISE 
One night while the little boy was sitting in Uncle Remus’s 
cabin, waiting for the old man to finish his hoe-cake, and refresh 
his memory as to the further adventures of Brother Rabbit, his 
friends and his enemies, something dropped upon the top of the 
house with a noise like the crack of a pistol. The little boy jumped, 
but Uncle Remus looked up and-exclaimed, “Ah-yi!” in a tone of 
triumph. 
“What was that, Uncle Remus?” the child asked, after waiting 
a moment to see what else would happen. 
“News fum Jack Fros’, honey. W’en dat hick’y-nut tree out 
dar year ’im cornin’ she ’gins ter drap w’at she got. I mighty 
glad,” he continued, scraping the burnt crust from his hoe-cake 
with an old case-knife, “I mighty glad hick’y-nuts ain’t big en 
heavy ez grinestones.” 
He waited a moment to see what effect this queer statement 
would have on the child. 
“Yasser, I mighty glad — dat I is. ’Kaze ef hick’y-nuts ’uz 
big ez grinestones dish yer ole callyboose ’ud be a-leakin’ long ’fo’ 
Chris’mus.” 
Just then another hickory-nut dropped upon the roof, and the 
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