BRER WOLF FALLS A VICTIM 
Ef I bin run ’crost ole Mammy-Bammy Big-Money in my day en 
time, den she tuck’n make ’er disappearance dat quick twel I 
ain’t kotch a glimp’ un ’er.” 
The result of this good-humored explanation was that the child 
did n’t know whether Uncle Remus had seen the Witch-Rabbit or 
not, but his sympathies led him to suspect that the old man was 
thoroughly familiar with all her movements. 
“Uncle Remus,” the little boy said, after a while, “if there is 
another story about Mammy-Bammy Big-Money, I wish you 
would tell it to me all by my own-alone self.” 
The idea seemed to please the old man wonderfully, and he 
chuckled over it for several minutes. 
“Now, den, honey,” he said, after a while, “you hit me whar 
I’m weak — you mos’ sho’ly does. Comp’ny mighty good fer 
some folks en I kin put up wid it long ez de nex’ un, but you kin 
des take’n pile comp’ny ’pun top er comp’ny, en dey won’t kyore 
de liver complaint. W’en you talk dat a-way you fetches me, 
sho’, en I’ll tell you a tale ’bout de ole Witch-Rabbit ef I hatter 
git down yer on my all-fours en grabble it out’n de ashes. Yit dey 
ain’t no needs er dat, ’kaze de tale done come in my min’ des ez 
fresh ez ef’t was day ’fo’ yistiddy. 
“ Hit seem lak dat one time atter Brer "Wolf tuck’n steal Brer 
Rabbit foot, dey wuz a mighty long fallin’-out ’twix’ um. Brer 
Rabbit, he tuck’n got ashy ’kaze Brer Wolf tuck’n tuck he foot; 
en Brer Wolf, he tuck’n got hot ’kaze Brer Rabbit wuk en wuk 
’roun’ en git he foot ag’in. Hit keep on dis a-way twel bimeby 
de ole Witch-Rabbit sorter git tired er Brer Wolf, en one day 
she tuck’n sont wud ter Brer Rabbit dat she lak mighty well fer 
ter see ’im. 
“Dey fix up der plans, dey did, en’t wa’n’t so mighty long ’fo’ 
Brer Rabbit run inter Brer Wolf house in a mighty big hurry, 
en he ’low, he did: — 
“ ‘Brer Wolf! O Brer Wolf! I des now come fum de river, en 
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