NIGHTS WITH UNCLE REMUS 
’pon a holler tree, en inter dat he went, des lak one er deze streaked 
lizzuds goes inter a hole in de san’.” 
“And then,” said the little boy, as Uncle Remus paused, 
“along came Brother Buzzard, and Brother Fox set him to watch 
the hole, and Brother Rabbit said he had found a fat squirrel 
which he would run out on the other side; and then he came out 
and ran home.” 
This was the climax of a story that Uncle Remus had told a 
long time before, and he looked at his little partner with aston¬ 
ishment not unmixed with admiration. 
“I ’clar’ ter gracious, honey!” he exclaimed, “ef you hoi’s on 
ter yo’ pra’rs lak you does ter deze yer tales youer doin’ mighty 
well. But don’t you try ter hoi’ Brer Rabbit down ter one trick, 
you won’t never keep up wid ’im in de ’roun’ worl’ — dat you 
won’t. 
“ Ole Brer Buzzard wuz dar, en Brer Fox ax ’im fer ter watch de 
hole, but he ain’t bin dar long ’fo’ Brer Rabbit sing out: — 
“ ‘ I got de ’vantage un you, dis whet, Brer Buzzard, I sho’ly is.’ 
“‘How dat, Brer Rabbit?’ 
“‘’Kaze I kin see you, en you can’t see me.’ 
“Wid dat Brer Buzzard stuck he head in de hole, en look up; 
en no sooner is he do dis dan Brer Rabbit fill he eyes full er san’, 
en w’iles he gone ter de branch fer ter wash it out, Brer Rabbit 
he come down outer de holler, en went back ter whar de cow wuz; 
en mo’ dan dat, Brer Rabbit got de ballunce un de beef.” 
XL VIII 
BRER RABBIT AND MR. WILDCAT 
“Uncle Remus,” said the little boy, after a pause, “where did 
Brother Rabbit go when he got out of the hollow tree?” 
“Well, sir,” exclaimed Uncle Remus, “you ain’t gwine ter 
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