BRER RABBIT AND HIS FAMOUS FOOT 
money-pus, en see w’at in it. Hit *uz one er deze yer kinder 
money-pus wid tossle on de een’ en shiny rings in de middle. Brer 
Wolf look in dar fer ter see w’at he kin see. In one een’ dey wuz a 
piece er calamus-root en some collard-seeds, en in de t’er een’ dey 
wuz a great big rabbit foot. Dis make Brer Wolf feel mighty good, 
en he gallop off home wid de shorance 1 un a man w’at done foun’ 
a gol’ mine.” 
Here Uncle Remus paused and betrayed a disposition to drop 
off to sleep. The little boy, however, touched him upon the knee, 
and asked him what Brother Rabbit did when he found his foot 
was gone. Uncle Remus laughed and rubbed his eyes. 
“Hit’s mighty kuse ’bout Brer Rabbit, honey. He ain’t miss 
dat money-pus fer mighty long time, yit w’en he do miss it, he 
miss it mighty bad. He miss it so bad dat he git right-down sick, 
’kaze he know he bleedz ter fine dat ar foot let go w’at may, let 
come w’at will. He study en he study, yit’t ain’t do no good, en 
he go all ’roun’ ’lowin’ ter hisse’f: — 
“‘I know whar I put dat foot, yit I dunner whar I lef’ um; I 
know whar I put dat foot, yit I dunner whar I lef’ um.’ 
“He mope en he mope ’roun’. Look lak Brer Wolf got all de 
luck en Brer Rabbit ain’t got none. Brer Wolf git fat, Brer Rabbit 
git lean; Brer Wolf run fas’, Brer Rabbit lope heavy lak ole Sis 
Cow; Brer Wolf feel funny, Brer Rabbit feel po’ly. Hit keep on 
dis a-way, twel bimeby Brer Rabbit know sump’n’ n’er bleedz 
ter be done. Las’ he make up he min’ fer ter take a journey, en 
he fix up he tricks, he do, en he go en see ole Aunt Mammy- 
Bammy Big-Money.” 
“And who was old Aunt Mammy-Bammy Big-Money, Uncle 
Remus?” the little boy inquired. 
“Ah-yi!” exclaimed Uncle Remus, in a tone of triumph, “I 
know’d w’en I fotch dat ole creetur name up, dey wa’n’t gwine 
ter be no noddin’ ’roun’ dish yer h’a’th. In dem days,” he con- 
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