BRER FOX AND THE MUSCADINES 
come ter de lowmos’ lim’s, en den w’en he git dar he can’t come 
down no furder, ’kaze he ain’t got no claw fer cling by, en not 
much leg fer clamp. 
“Brer Rabbit keep on hollerin’, ‘Come down!’ en Brer Fox 
keep on studyin’ how he gwine ter come down. Brer Rabbit, he 
’low, sezee: — 
“‘Come on, Brer Fox! I tuck’n push you up, en ef I ’uz dar 
whar you is, I’d take’n push you down.’ 
“Brer Fox sat dar on de lowmos’ lim’s en look lak he skeer’d. 
Bimeby Brer Rabbit tuck he stan’ ’way off fum de tree, en he 
holler, sezee: — 
“ ‘ Ef you ’ll take’n jump out dis way. Brer Fox, I ’ll ketch you.’ 
“Brer Fox look up, he look down, he look all ’roun’. Brer 
Rabbit come little closer, en ’low, sezee: — 
“‘Hop right down yer, Brer Fox, en I’ll ketch you.’ 
“Hit keep on dis a-way, twel, bimeby, Brer Fox tuck a notion 
to jump, en des ez he jump Brer Rabbit hop out de way en holler, 
sezee:— 
“‘Owl Scuze me, Brer Fox! I stuck a brier in my foot! Scuze 
me, Brer Fox! I stuck a brier in my foot!’ 
“En dat ole Brer Fox,” continued Uncle Remus, dropping his 
voice a little, “dat ole Brer Fox, gentermens! you oughter bin 
dar! He hit de groun’ like a sack er taters, en it des nat’ally 
knock de breff out’n ’im. W’en he git up en count hisse’f fer ter 
see ef he all dar, he ain’t kin walk skacely, en he sat dar en lick 
de so’ places a mighty long time ’fo’ he feel lak he kin make he 
way todes home.” 
When the little boy wanted to know what became of Brother 
Rabbit Uncle Remus said: — 
“Shoo! don’t you pester ’bout Brer Rabbit. He kick up he 
heels en put out fum dar.” Then he added: “Dem ar chick ns 
crowin’ ’g’in, honey. Done gone by nine er’clock. Scoot out fum 
dis. Miss Sally ’ll be a-rakin’ me over de coals.” 
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