NIGHTS WITH UNCLE REMUS 
er de yuther creeturs be hidin’ out fer ’im; so he tuck’n pay his 
’specks, he did, en start fer home. 
“He ain’t git fur twel he come up wid a great big basket settin’ 
down by de side er de big road. He look up de road; he ain’t see 
nobody. He look down de road; he ain’t see nobody. He look 
befo’, he look behime, he look all ’roun’; he ain’t see nobody. He 
lissen, en lissen; he ain’t year nothin’. He wait, en he wait; no¬ 
body ain’t come. 
“Den, bimeby Brer Rabbit go en peep in de basket, en it seem 
lak it half full er green truck. He retch he han’ in, he did, en git 
some en put it in he mouf. Den he shet he eye en do lak he 
studyin’ ’bout sump’n’. Atter w’ile, he ’low ter hisse’f, ‘Hit look 
lak sparrer-grass, hit feel lak sparrer-grass, hit tas’e lak sparrer- 
grass, en I be bless ef’t ain’t sparrer-grass.’ 
“Wid dat Brer Rabbit jump up, he did, en crack he heel ter- 
gedder, en he fetch one leap en lan’ in de basket, right spang in 
’mungs de sparrer-grass. Dar whar he miss he footin’,” continued 
Uncle Remus, rubbing his beard meditatively, “’kaze w’en he 
jump in ’mungs de sparrer-grass, right den en dar he jump in 
’mungs ole Brer Wolf, w’ich he wer’ quile up at de bottom.” 
“Dar now!” exclaimed Aunt Tempy, enthusiastically. “ W’at 
I tell you? W’at make him pester t’er folks doin’s? I boun’ Brer 
Wolf nail’t ’im.” 
“Time Brer Wolf grab ’im,” continued Uncle Remus, “Brer 
Rabbit knowed he ’uz a gone case; yit he sing out, he did: — 
“‘I des tryin’ ter skeer you, Brer Wolf; I des tryin’ ter skeer 
you. I know’d you ’uz in dar, Brer Wolf, I know’d you by de 
smell! ’ sez Brer Rabbit, sezee. 
“Ole Brer Wolf grin, he did, en lick he chops, en up’n 
say: — 
“‘Mighty glad you know’d me, Brer Rabbit, ’kaze I know’d 
you des time you drapt in on me. I tuck’n tell Brer Fox yistiddy 
dat I ’uz gwine take a nap ’longside er de road, en I boun’ you ’ud 
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