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XXII.

A STORY ABOUT THE LITTLE RABBITS.

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may,” remarked Uncle Remus with emphasis, “good chilluns allers gits tuck keer

Dar wuz Brer Rabbit's chilluns ; dey minded der daddy en mammy fum day's een’ ter day's een'.

W'en ole man Rabbit say ' scoot,' dey scooted, en w’en ole Miss Rabbit say 'scat,' dey scatted. Dey did dat. En dey kep der cloze clean, en dey ain't had no smut on der nose nudder."

Involuntarily the hand of the little boy went up to his face, and he scrubbed the end of his nose with his coat-sleeve.

· Dey wuz good chilluns,” continued the old man, heartily, “en ef dey hadn't er bin, der wuz one time w'en dey wouldn't er bin no little rabbits-na'er one. Dat's wa't.

“What time was that, Uncle Remus ?” the little boy asked.

“De time w'en Brer Fox drapt in at Brer Rabbit house, en didn't foun' nobody dar ceppin'de little Rabbits. Ole Brer Rabbit, he wuz off some’rs raiding on a collard patch, en ole Miss Rabbit, she wuz tendin' on a quiltin'in de naberhood, en wiles de little Rabbits wuz playin' hidin'-switch, in drapt Brer Fox. De little Rabbits wuz so fat dat dey fa’rly make his mouf water, but he 'member 'hout Brer Wolf, en he skeered fer ter gobble um up ceppin' he got some skuse. De little Rabbits, dey mighty skittish, en dey sorter huddle deyse'f up tergedder en watch Brer Fox motions. Brer Fox, he sot dar en study w'at sorter skuse he gwineter make up.

Bimeby he see a great big stalk er sugar-cane stan’in’ up

in de cornder, en he cle'r up his th'oat en talk biggity :

“Yer! you young Rabs dar, sail 'roun' yer en broke me a piece er dat sweetnin’-tree,' sezee, en den he koff.

“De little Rabbits, dey got out de sugarcane, dey did, en dey rastle wid it, en sweat over it, but twan't no use. Dey couldn't broke it. Brer Fox, he make like he ain't watchin', but he keep on holler'n :

“Hurry up dar, Rabs! I'm a waitin' on

you.'

“ En de little Rabbits, dey hustle 'roun en rastle wid it, but they couldn't broke it. Bimeby dey hear little bird singin' on top er de house, en de song w'at de little bird sing wuz dish yer :

«« Take yo’ toofies en gnyaw it,

Take yo’toofies en saw it,
Saw it en yoke it,
En den you kin broke it.'

Den de little Rabbits, dey git mighty glad, en dey gnyawed de cane mos' 'fo'ole Brer Fox could git his legs oncrosst, en w’en dey kyard 'im de cane, Brer Fox, he sot dar en study how he gwineter make some mo' skuse fer nabbin' un um, en bimeby he git up en git down de sifter w’at wuz hangin' on de wall, en holler out :

“Come yer, Rabs! Take dish yer sifter, en run down't de spring en fetch me some fresh water.'

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