NIGHTS WITH UNCLE REMUS 
hosses,’ sezee. ‘Let ’lone dat, Brer Wolf, my grandaddy wuz 
spotted,’ sez Brer Rabbit, sezee. 
“Gal, she squeal en holler out: — 
“ ‘ W’y, Brer Rabbit! ain’t you ’shame’yo’se’f fer ter be talkin’ 
dat a-way, en ’bout yo’ own-’lone blood kin too? ’ 
“‘Hit’s de naked trufe I’m a-ginin ’ 1 un you,’ sez Brer Rabbit, 
sezee. ( Skeeter zoon en come closeter.) 
“Brer Wolf ’low ‘Well — well — well!’ Ole Sis Wolf, she ’low 
‘Tooby sho’ly, tooby sho’ly!’ (Skeeter zoon en come nigher en 
nigher .) Brer Rabbit ’low: — 
“ ‘Yasser! Des ez sho’ ez youer settin’ dar, my grandaddy wuz 
spotted. Spotted all over. ( Skeeter come zoonin 9 up en light on 
Brer Rabbit jaw.) He wuz dat. He had er great big spot right 
yer!”’ 
Here Uncle Remus raised his hand and struck himself a re¬ 
sounding slap on the side of the face where the mosquito was sup¬ 
posed to be, and continued: — 
“No sooner is he do dis dan ne’r skeeter come zoonin’ ’roun’ en 
light on Brer Rabbit leg. Brer Rabbit, he talk, en he talk: — K 
“ ‘ Po’ ole grandaddy! I boun’ he make you laff, he look so funny 
wid all dem spots en speckles. He had spot on de side er de head, 
whar I done show you, en den he had n’er big spot right yer on de 
leg,’ sezee.” 
Uncle Remus slapped himself on the leg below the knee, and 
was apparently so serious about it that the little boy laughed 
loudly. The old man went on: — 
“Skeeter zoon en light ’twix’ Brer Rabbit shoulder-blades. 
Den he talk: — 
“‘B’leeve me er not b’leeve me ef you min’ to, but my gran¬ 
daddy had a big black spot up yer on he back w’ich look lak 
saddle-mark.’ 
“ Blip Brer Rabbit tuck hisse'f on de back l 
1 G hard as in give. 
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