BRER RABBIT TAKES SOME EXERCISE 
ketch he win’, who should he meet but Brer Coon gwine home 
atter settin’ up wid ole Brer Bull-Frog. Brer Coon see ’im run- 
nin\ en he hail ’im. 
“‘W’at yo’ hurry, Brer Rabbit?’ 
“‘Ain’t got time ter tarry.’ 
“‘Folks sick?’ 
“‘No, my Lord! Ain’t got time ter tarry!’ 
“‘Tryin’ yo’ soopleness?’ 
“‘No, my Lord! Ain’t got time ter tarry!’ 
“‘Do pray, Brer Rabbit, tell me de news!’ 
“‘Mighty big fuss back dar in de woods. Ain’t got time ter 
tarry!’ 
“Dis make Brer Coon feel mighty skittish, ’kaze he fur ways 
fum home, en he des lipt out, he did, en went a-b’ilin’ thoo de 
woods. Brer Coon ain’t gone fur twel he meet Brer Fox. 
“‘Hey, Brer Coon, whar you gwine?’ 
“‘Ain’t got time ter tarry!’ 
‘“Gwine at’ de doctor?’ 
“‘No, my Lord! Ain’t got time ter tarry.’ 
“‘Do pray, Brer Coon, tell me de news.’ 
“‘Mighty quare racket back dar in de woods! Ain’t got time 
ter tarry!’ 
“Wid dat, Brer Fox lipt out, he did, en fa’rly split de win’. He 
ain’t gone fur twel he meet Brer Wolf. 
“‘Hey, Brer Fox! Stop en res’ yo’se’f!’ 
“‘Ain’t got time ter tarry!’ 
“‘Who bin want de doctor?’ 
“‘No’ne, my Lord! Ain’t got time ter tarry!’ 
“‘Do pray, Brer Fox, good er bad, tell me de news.’ 
“‘Mighty kuse fuss back dar in de woods! Ain’t got time ter 
tarry!’ 
“Wid dat, Brer Wolf shuck hisse’f loose fum de face er de yeth, 
en he ain’t git fur twel he meet Brer B’ar. Brer B’ar he ax, en 
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