NIGHTS WITH UNCLE REMUS 
to give the story the benefit of his patronage; “ You see dat! Brer 
Rabbit wuz alius a-waitin’ a chance fer ter crack he jokes.” 
“Yas, Lord!” Aunt Tempy continued, with considerable more 
animation; “he joke, un joke, but bimeby, he ain’t feel like no mo’ 
jokin’, un den he up’n say, sezee, dat him un Brer Fox better start 
out ’n take der fammerlies wid um ter town un swap um off for 
some fresh-groun’ meal; un Brer Fox say, sezee, dat dat look 
mighty fa’r un squar’, un den dey tuck’n make dey ’greements. 
“Brer Fox wuz ter s’ply de waggin un team, un he promise dat 
he gwine ter ketch he fammerly un tie um hard un fast wid a red 
twine string. Brer Rabbit he say, sezee, dat he gwine ter ketch 
he fammerly un tie um all, un meet Brer Fox at de fork er de 
road. 
“Sho’ ’nuff, soon in de mawnin’, w’en Brer Fox draw up wid 
he waggin, he holler ‘Wo!’ un Brer Rabbit he tuck’n holler 
back, ‘Wo yo’se’f!’ un den Brer Fox know dey ’uz all dar. Brer 
Fox, he tuck’n sot up on de seat, un all er he fammerly, dey wuz 
a-layin’ under de seat. Brer Rabbit, he tuck’n put all he fammerly 
in de behime een’ er de waggin, un he say, sezee, dat he ’speck he 
better set back dar twel dey git sorter usen ter dey surrounder- 
lings, un den Brer Fox crack he whip, un off dey wen’ toze town. 
Brer Fox, he holler ev’y once in a w’ile, sezee: — 
“‘No noddin’ back dar, Brer Rabbit!’ 
“Brer Rabbit he holler back, sezee: — 
“‘Brer Fox, you miss de ruts en de rocks, un I’ll miss de nod- 
din’.’ 
“But all dat time, bless yo’ soul! Brer Rabbit wuz settin’ dar 
ontyin’ he ole ’oman un he childun, w’ich dey wuz sev’m uv um. 
W’en he git um all ontie, Brer Rabbit, he tuck’n h’ist hisse’f on 
de seat ’long er Brer Fox, un dey sot dar un talk un laugh ’bout 
de all-sorts er times dey gwine ter have w’en dey git de co’n meal. 
Brer Fox sez, sezee, he gwine ter bake hoecake; Brer Rabbit sez, 
sezee, he gwine ter make ashcake. 
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