BRER RABBIT AND HIS NEIGHBORS 
’fo’ sun-up, en put out fer town. He tuck’n got hisse’f a dram, en 
a plug er terbarker, en a pocket-hankcher, en he got de ole ’oman 
a coffee-pot, en he got de chillun sevin tin cups en sevin tin plates, 
en den todes sundown he start back home. He walk ’long, he did, 
feelin’ mighty biggity, but bimeby w’en he git sorter tired, he sot 
down und’ a black-jack tree, en ’gun to fan hisse’f wid one er der 
platters. 
“W’iles he doin’ dis a little bit er teenchy sap-sucker run up’n 
down de tree en keep on makin’ mighty quare fuss. Atter w’ile 
Brer Rabbit tuk’n shoo at ’im wid de platter. Seem lak dis 
make de teenchy little sap-sucker mighty mad, en he rush out on 
a lim’ right over Brer Rabbit, en he sing out: — 
“ * Pilly-pee, pilly-wee l 
I see w'at he no see l 
I see, pilly-pee, 
I see, w'at he no see /’ 
“He keep on singin’ dis, he did, twel Brer Rabbit ’gun ter look 
’roun’, en he ain’t no sooner do dis dan he see marks in de san’ 
whar sum un done bin dar ’fo’ ’im, en he look little closer en den 
he see w’at de sap-sucker drivin’ at. He scratch his head, Brer 
Rabbit did, en he ’low ter hisse’f: — 
‘“Ah-yi! Yer whar Brer Fox bin settin’, en dar de print er he 
nice bushy tail. Yer whar Brer Wolf bin settin’, en dar de print 
er he fine long tail. Yer whar Brer B’ar bin squattin’ on he 
hunkers, en dar de print w’ich he ain’t got no tail. Dey er all bin 
yer, en I lay dey er hidin’ out in de big gully down dar in de 
holler.’ 
“Wid dat, ole man Rab. tuck’n put he truck in de bushes, en 
den he run ’way ’roun’ fer ter see w’at he kin see. Sho’ nuff,” 
continued Uncle Remus, with a curious air of elation, — “sho’ 
nuff, w’en Brer Rabbit git over agin de big gully down in de holler, 
dar dey wuz. Brer Fox, he ’uz on one side er de road, en Brer Wolf 
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