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udder kalkalashuns, kaze in dem days Brer Rabbit en his fambly wuz at de head er de gang w'en enny racket wuz on han', en dar dey stayed. 'Fo' you begins fer ter wipe yo' eyes 'bout Brer Rabbit, you wait en see whar'bouts Brer Rabbit gwineter fetch up at. But dat's needer yer ner dar.

W'en Brer Fox fine Brer Rabbit mixt up wid de Tar-Baby, he feel mighty good, en he roll on de groun' en laff. Bimeby he up'n say, sezee:

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Well, I speck I got you dis time, Brer Rabbit,' sezee; 'maybe I ain't but I speck I is. You been runnin' roun' here sassin' atter me a mighty long time, but I speck you done come ter de een' er de row. You bin cuttin' up yo' capers en bouncin' 'roun' in dis naberhood ontwel you come ter b'leeve yo'se'f de boss er de whole gang. En den youer

allers some'rs whar you got no bizness,' ses Brer Fox, sezee.

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Who ax you

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en strike up a 'quaintence wid dish yer TarBaby? En who stuck you up dar whar you iz? Nobody in de roun' worril.

You des

tuck en jam yo'se'f on dat Tar-Baby widout

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waitin' fer enny invite,' sez Brer Fox, sezee, 'en dar you is, en dar you'll stay twel I fixes up a bresh-pile and fires her up, kaze I'm gwineter bobbycue you dis day, sho,' sez Brer Fox, sezee.

"Den Brer Rabbit talk mighty 'umble,

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I don't keer w'at you do wid me, Brer Fox,' sezee, 'so you don't fling me in dat brier-patch. Roas', me, Brer Fox,' sezee, 'but don't fling me in dat brier-patch,' sezee.

"Hit's so much trouble fer ter kindle a fier,' sez Brer Fox, sezee, 'dat I speck I'll hatter hang you,' sezee.

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Hang me des ez high as you please, Brer Fox,' sez Brer Rabbit, sezee, but do fer goodness' sake don't fling me in dat brier-patch,'

sezee.

"I ain't got no string,' sez Brer Fox, sezee, en now I speck I'll hatter drown you,' sezee. "Drown me des ez deep ez you please, Brer Fox,' sez Brer Rabbit, sezee, "but do don't fling me in dat brier-patch,' sezee.

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Dey ain't no water nigh,' sez Brer Fox, sezee, 'en now I speck I'll hatter skin you,'

sezee.

"Skin me, Brer Fox,' sez Brer Rabbit, sezee, 'snatch out my eyeballs, t'ar out my years by de roots, en cut off my legs,' sezee, 'but do please, Brer Fox, don't fling me in dat brier-patch,' sezee.

"Co'se Brer Fox wanter hurt Brer Rabbit bad ez he kin, so he cotch 'im by de behime legs en slung 'im right in de middle er de brierpatch. Dar wuz a considerbul flutter whar Brer Rabbit struck de bushes, en Brer Fox sorter hang 'roun' fer ter see w'at wuz gwineter happen. Bimeby he hear somebody call 'im, en way up de hill he see Brer Rabbit settin' crosslegged on a chinkapin log koamin' de pitch outen his har wid a chip. Den Brer Fox know dat he bin swop off mighty bad. Brer Rabbit wuz bleedzed fer ter fling back some er his sass, en he holler out:

"Bred en bawn in a brier-patch, Brer Foxbred en bawn in a brier patch!' en wid dat he skip out des ez lively as a cricket in de embers."

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V.

THE STORY OF THE DELUGE AND HOW IT

CAME ABOUT.

NE time," said Uncle Remus-adjusting

his spectacles so as to be able to see how to thread a large darning-needle with which he was patching his coat-" one time, way back yander, 'fo' you wuz borned, honey, en 'fo' Mars John er Miss Sally wuz borned-way back yander 'fo' enny un us wuz borned, de anemils en de beasteses sorter 'lecshuneer roun' 'mong deyselves, twel at las' dey' greed fer ter have a 'sembly. In dem days," continued the old man, observing a look of incredulity on the little boy's face, "in dem days creeturs had lots mo' sense dan dey got now; let 'lone dat, dey Hit was tech en go w'en dey make up

had sense same like folks. wid um, too, mon, en

dere mines w'at hatter be done, 'twant mo'n menshun'd 'fo' hit wuz done. Well, dey 'lected dat dey hatter hole er 'sembly fer ter sorter straighten out marters en yer de complaints, en w'en de day come dey wuz on han'. De Lion,

he wuz dere, kaze he wuz de king, en he hatter be dere. De Rhynossyhoss, he wuz dere, en de Elephent, he wuz dere, en de Cammils, en de Cows, en plum down ter de Crawfishes, dey wuz dere. Dey wuz all dere. En w'en de Lion shuck his mane, en tuck his seat in de big cheer, den de sesshun begun fer ter commence."

"What did they do, Uncle Remus?" asked the little boy.

"I kin skacely call to mine 'zackly wa't dey did do, but dey spoke speeches, en hollered, en flung der langwidge 'roun' des like w'en yo' daddy wuz gwineter run fer de legislater en got lef.' Howsomever, dey 'ranged der 'fairs en splained der bizness. Bimeby, w'ile dey wuz 'sputin' 'longer wunner nudder, de Elephant tromped on wunner de Crawfishes. Co'se w'en dat creetur put his foot down, w'atsumever's under dere's bound fer ter be squshed, en dey

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