NIGHTS WITH UNCLE REMUS 
“Yit’t wa’n’t fur long, ’kaze ’fo’ de creeturs mov’d fur, dey 
tuck’n tu’n ’roun’, dey did, en crope back fer ter see w’at dat ar 
skeery lookin’ varment doin’. W’en dey git back in seein’ dis- 
tuns dar ’uz Brer Fox walkin’ up en down switchin’ hisse’f. 
“De creeturs dunner w’at ter make un ’im. Dey watch, en 
Brer Fox march; dey watch, en he march. Hit keep on dis a-way 
twel bimeby Brer Fox ’gun ter waller in de water, en right dar,” 
continued Uncle Remus, leaning back to laugh, “right dar ’uz 
whar Brer Rabbit had ’im. Time he ’gun ter waller in de water 
de ’lasses ’gun ter melt, en ’t wa’n’t no time skacely ’fo’ de 
’lasses en de leafs done all wash off, en dar ’uz ole Brer Fox des ez 
natchul ez life. 
“De fus’ Brer Fox know ’bout de leafs cornin’ off, he year Brer 
B’ar holler on top er de hill: — 
“‘You head ’im off down dar, Brer Wolf, en I’ll head ’im off 
’roun’ yer!’ 
“Brer Fox look ’roun’ en he see all de leafs done come off, en 
wid dat he make a break, en he wa’n’t none too soon, n’er, ’kaze 
little mo’ en de creeturs ’ud ’a’ kotch ’im.” 
Without giving the little boy time to ask any questions. Uncle 
Remus added another verse to his Rabbit song, and harped on it 
for several minutes: — 
“0 Mr. Rabbit! yo* year mighty long — 
Yes, my Lord l dey made fer ter las*; 
0 Mr. Rabbit! yo* toof mighty sharp — 
Yes, my Lord l dey cuts down grass l** 
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