BRER WOLF STILL IN TROUBLE 
“‘Whar ’bouts is you, en how come you dar?’ 
“‘Do please, somebody, run yer en he’p a po’ mizerbulcreetur. 
I’m down yer in de big gully und’ dish yer great big rock.’ 
“Ole Brer Rabbit bleedz ter be mighty ’tickler in dem days, 
en he crope down ter de big gully en look in, en who de name er 
goodness you ’speck he seed down dar?” 
Uncle Remus paused and gave the little boy a look of triumph, 
and then proceeded without waiting for a reply: — 
“Nobody in de roun’ worl’ but dat ar ole Brer Wolf w’at Brer 
Rabbit done bin scalted de week ’fo’ dat. He ’uz layin’ down dar 
in de big gully, en, bless gracious! ’pun top un ’im wuz a great big 
rock, en ef you want ter know de reason dat ar great big rock ain’t 
teetotally kilt Brer Wolf, den you’ll hatter ax some un w’at know 
mo’ ’bout it dan w’at I does, ’kaze hit look lak ter me dat it des 
oughter mash ’im flat. 
“Yit dar he wuz, en let ’lone bein’ kilt, he got strenk ’nuff lef’ 
fer ter make folks year ’im holler a mile off, en he holler so lone¬ 
some dat it make Brer Rabbit feel mighty sorry, en no sooner is 
he feel sorry dan he hoi’ he coat-tails out de way en slid down de 
bank fer ter see w’at he kin do. 
“ W’en he git down dar Brer Wolf ax ’im please, sir, kin he he’p 
’im wid de removance er dat ar rock, en Brer Rabbit ’low he 
’speck he kin; en wid dat Brer Wolf holler en tell ’im fer mussy 
sake won’t he whirl in en do it, w’ich Brer Rabbit tuck ’n ketch 
holt er de rock en hump hisse’f, en’t wa’n’t long ’fo’ he git a pur- 
chis on it, en, bless yo’ soul, he lif’ ’er up des lak nigger at de log¬ 
rollin’. 
“Hit tu’n out dat Brer Wolf ain’t hurted much, en w’en he fine 
dis out, he tuck’n tuck a notion dat ef he ev’ gwine git he re¬ 
vengeance out’n Brer Rabbit, right den wuz de time, en no sooner 
does dat come ’cross he min’ dan he tuck’n grab Brer Rabbit by de 
nap er de neck en de small er de back. 
“Brer Rabbit he kick en squeal, but’t ain’t do no manner er 
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