THE ORIGIN OF THE OCEAN 
“Mr. Lion, he roach he ha’r back outen he eyes, en ’low: — 
“‘I’m a monst’us heavy sleeper myse’f, Brer Rabbit, en I’ll 
feel mighty glad ef I don’t roust you up in de co’se er de 
night.’ 
“Brer Rabbit, he tuck’n change his terbacker fum one side he 
mouf ter de yuther, he did, en he up’n ’low: — \ 
“Mr. Lion, I wish you be so good ez ter show me how you 
sno’ des’ fo’ you git soun’ asleep.’ 
“Mr. Lion, he tuck’n draw in he breff sorter hard, en show 
Brer Rabbit; den Brer Rabbit ’low: — 
“‘Mr. Lion, I wish you be so good ez ter show me how you 
sno’ atter yo done git soun’ asleep.’ 
“Mr. Lion, he tuck’n suck in he breff, en eve’y time he suck in 
he breff it soun’ des lak a whole passel er mules w’en dey whin- 
ney atter fodder. Brer Rabbit look ’stonish’. He roll he eye en 
’low: — 
“‘I year tell youer mighty big man, Mr. Lion, en you sho’ly 
is.’ 
“Mr. Lion, he hoi’ he head one side en try ter look ’shame’, 
but all de same he ain’t feel ’shame’. Bimeby, he shot he eye en 
’gun ter nod, den he lay down en stretch hisse’f out, en ’t wa’n’t 
long ’fo’ he ’gun ter sno’ lak he sno’ w’en he ain’t sleepin’ soun’. 
“Brer Rabbit, he lay dar. He ain’t sayin’nothin’. He lay dar 
wid one year h’ist up en one eye open. He lay dar, he did, en 
bimeby Mr. Lion ’gun ter sno’ lak he sno’ w’en he done gone fas 
ter sleep. 
“W’en ole Brer Rabbit year dis, he git up fum dar, en sprinkle 
hisse’f wid de cole ashes ’roun’ de fier, en den he tuck n fling er 
whole passel der hot embers on Mr. Lion. Mr. Lion, he jump up, 
he did, en ax who done dat, en Brer Rabbit, he lay dar en kick 
at he year wid he behime foot, en holler ‘ Ow! ’ 
“Mr. Lion see de ashes on Brer Rabbit, en he dunner w at ter 
t’ink. He look all ’roun’, but he ain’t see nothin’. He drap he head 
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