BRER RABBIT TAKES A WALK 
’mungs’ de creeturs en wud went out dat dey all got ter meet 
terge’er some’rs en ontangle de tanglements. 
“W’en de time come, dey wuz all un um dar, en dey hilt der 
confab right ’long. All un um got sump’n’ ter say, en dey talk 
dar, dey did, des lak dey ’uz paid fer talkin’. Dey all had der 
plans, en dey jabbered des lak folks does w’en dey call deyse’f 
terge’er. Hit come ’bout dat Mr. Dog git a seat right close by 
Brer Rabbit, en w’en he open he mouf fer ter say sump’n’, he 
toofs look so long en so strong, en dey shine so w’ite, dat it feel 
mighty' kuse. 
“ Mr. Dog, he’d say sump’n’, Brer Rabbit, he’d jump en dodge. 
Mr. Dog, he’d laugh, Brer Rabbit, he’d dodge en jump. Hit keep 
on dis a-way, twel eve’y time Brer Rabbit’d dodge en jump, de 
t’er creeturs dey’d slap der han’s terge’er en break out in a laugh. 
Mr. Dog, he tuck’n tuck a notion dat dey ’uz laughin’ at him, en 
dis make ’im so mad dat he ’gun ter growl en snap right smartu- 
ally, en it come ter dat pass dat w’en Brer Rabbit ’d see Mr. 
Dog make a motion fer ter say a speech, he’d des drap down 
en git und’ de cheer. 
“Co’se dis make um laugh wuss en wuss, en de mo’ dey laugh 
de madder it make Mr. Dog, twel bimeby he git so mad he fa’rly 
howl, en Brer Rabbit he sot dar, he did, en shuck lak he got er 
ager. 
“Atter w’ile Brer Rabbit git sorter on t’er side, en he make a 
speech en say dey oughter be a law fer ter make all de creeturs 
w’at got tushes ketch en eat der vittles wid der claws. All un 
um ’gree ter dis ’cep’ hit’s Mr. Dog, Brer Wolf, en Brer Fox. 
“In dem days,” continued Uncle Remus, “ef all de creeturs 
ain’t ’gree, dey put it off twel de nex’ meetin’ en talk it over some 
mo’, en dat’s de way dey done wid Brer Rabbit projick. Dey put 
it off twel de nex’ time. 
“Brer Rabbit got a kinder sneakin’ notion dat de creeturs 
ain’t gwine do lak he want um ter do, en he ’low ter Brer Wolf dat 
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