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You may copy it, give it away or +re-use it under the terms of the Project Gutenberg License included +with this eBook or online at www.gutenberg.org + + +Title: Uncle Remus and Brer Rabbit + +Author: Joel Chandler Harris + +Release Date: August 9, 2007 [EBook #22282] + +Language: English + +Character set encoding: ISO-8859-1 + +*** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK UNCLE REMUS AND BRER RABBIT *** + + + + +Produced by Marilynda Fraser-Cunliffe, LN Yaddanapudi and +the Online Distributed Proofreading Team at +http://www.pgdp.net (This file made using scans of public +domain works at the University of Georgia.) + + + + + + +</pre> + +<div id="frame"> +<div class="figcenterl"> +<img src="images/image-00.jpg" width="600" height="394" alt="" title="" /> +</div> + +<h1>UNCLE REMUS <i>and</i> BRER RABBIT<br /> + +<span class='i sf50'>By</span><br /> + +<span class='sf75'>Joel Chandler Harris</span></h1> + +<p class="c noin">NEW YORK<br /> +FREDERICK A. STOKES COMPANY<br /> +PUBLISHERS</p> + +<p class="c noin">Copyright, 1906, by<br /> +Joel Chandler Harris</p> + +<p class="c noin">Copyright, 1907, by<br /> +Frederick A. Stokes Company<br /> +September, 1907</p> + +<hr /><h2>Table of Contents</h2> +<ul class='off'><li><a href="#BRER_RABBITS_FROLIC"><b>BRER RABBIT’S FROLIC</b></a></li> +<li><a href="#BROTHER_BEARS_BIG_HOUSE"><b>BROTHER BEAR’S BIG HOUSE</b></a></li> +<li><a href="#BRER_RABBIT_TREATS_THE_CREETURS_TO_A_RACE"><b>BRER RABBIT TREATS THE CREETURS TO A RACE</b></a></li> +<li><a href="#BRER_RABBITS_FLYING_TRIP"><b>BRER RABBIT’S FLYING TRIP</b></a></li> +<li><a href="#BRER_RABBIT_AND_THE_GOLD_MINE"><b>BRER RABBIT AND THE GOLD MINE</b></a></li> +<li><a href="#BRER_RABBIT_GETS_BRER_FOX_A_HOSS"><b>BRER RABBIT GETS BRER FOX A HOSS</b></a></li> +<li><a href="#BRER_RABBIT_FINDS_THE_MOON_IN_THE_MILL_POND"><b>BRER RABBIT FINDS THE MOON IN THE MILL POND</b></a></li> +<li><a href="#HOW_MR_LION_LOST_HIS_WOOL"><b>HOW MR. LION LOST HIS WOOL</b></a></li> +<li><a href="#HOW_BRER_RABBIT_GOT_A_HOUSE"><b>HOW BRER RABBIT GOT A HOUSE</b></a></li> +<li><a href="#BRER_RABBIT_AND_THE_PARTRIDGE_NEST"><b>BRER RABBIT AND THE PARTRIDGE NEST</b></a></li> +</ul> + +<hr /><h2>THE CREETURS GO TO THE BARBECUE</h2> + +<div class="figcenters"> +<img src="images/image-01.jpg" width="400" height="309" alt="" title="" /> +</div> + +<p>“Once ’pon a time,” said Uncle Remus to the little +boy—“But when was once upon a time?” the child interrupted +to ask. The old man smiled. “I speck ’twuz one time er two +times, er maybe a time an’ a half. You know when Johnny Ashcake +’gun ter bake? Well, ’twuz ’long in dem days. Once +’pon a time,” he resumed, “Mr. Man had a gyarden so +fine dat all de neighbors come ter see it. Some ’ud look at it +over de fence, some ’ud peep thoo de cracks, an’ some +’ud come an’ look at it by de light er de stars. An’ +one un um wuz ol’ Brer Rabbit; starlight, moonlight, cloudlight, +de nightlight wuz de light fer him. When de turn er de mornin’ +come, he ’uz allers up an’ about, an’ a-feelin’ +purty well I thank you, suh!</p> + +<div class="figcenters"> +<img src="images/image-02.jpg" width="400" height="311" alt="" title="" /> +</div> + +<p>“Now, den, you done hear what I say. Dar wuz Mr. Man, yander wuz +de gyarden, an’ here wuz ol’ Brer Rabbit.” Uncle Remus +made a map of this part of the story by marking in the sand with his +walking-cane. “Well, dis bein’ de case, what you speck +gwineter happen? Nothin’ in de roun’ worl’ but what +been happenin’ sence greens an’ sparrer-grass wuz planted in +de groun’. Dey look fine an’ dey tas’e fine, an’ +long to’rds de shank er de mornin’, Brer Rabbit ’ud +creep thoo de crack er de fence an’ nibble at um. He’d take +de greens, but leave his tracks, mo’ speshually right atter a +rain. Takin’ an’ leavin’—it’s de way er de +worl’.</p> + +<div class="figcenters"> +<img src="images/image-03.jpg" width="400" height="378" alt="" title="" /> +</div> + +<p>“Well, one mornin’, Mr. Man went out in his truck patch, +an’ he fin’ sump’n missin’—a cabbage here, a +turnip dar, an’ a mess er beans yander, an’ he ax how come +dis? He look ’roun’, he did, an’ he seed Brer +Rabbit’s tracks what he couldn’t take wid ’im. Brer +Rabbit had lef’ his shoes at home, an’ come +bar’footed.</p> + +<div class="figcenters"> +<img src="images/image-04.jpg" width="400" height="382" alt="" title="" /> +</div> + +<p>“So Mr. Man, he call his dogs ‘Here, Buck! Here, Brinjer! +Here, Blue!’ an’ he sicc’d um on de track, an’ +here dey went!</p> + +<div class="figcenters"> +<img src="images/image-05.jpg" width="400" height="352" alt="" title="" /> +</div> + +<p>“You’d ’a’ thunk dey wuz runnin’ atter +forty-lev’m rhinossyhosses fum de fuss dey made. Brer Rabbit he +hear um comin’ an’ he put out fer home, kinder +doublin’ ’roun’ des like he do deze days.</p> + +<div class="figcenters"> +<img src="images/image-06.jpg" width="400" height="336" alt="" title="" /> +</div> + +<p>“When he got ter de p’int whar he kin set down fer ter rest +his face an’ han’s, he tuck a poplar leaf an’ +’gun ter fan hisse’f. Den Brer Fox come a-trottin’ up. +He say, ‘Brer Rabbit, what’s all dis fuss I hear in de +woods? What de name er goodness do it mean?’ Brer Rabbit kinder +scratch his head an’ ’low, ‘Why, deyer tryin’ +fer drive me ter de big bobbycue on de creek. Dey all ax me, an’ +when I ’fuse dey say deyer gwine ter make me go any how. Dey aint +no fun in bein’ ez populous ez what I is, Brer Fox. Ef you wanter +go, des git in ahead er de houn’s an’ go lickity-split down +de big road!’</p> + +<div class="figcenters"> +<img src="images/image-07.jpg" width="400" height="350" alt="" title="" /> +</div> + +<p>“Brer Fox roll his little eyes, an’ lick his chops whar he +dribble at de mouf, an put out ter de bobbycue, an’ he aint +mo’ dan made his disappearance, ’fo’ here come Brer +Wolf, an’ when he got de news, off he put.</p> + +<p>“An’ he aint mo’n got out’n sight, +’fo’ here come ol’ Brer B’ar, an’ when he +hear talk er de bakin’ meat an’ de big pan er gravy, he sot +up on his behime legs an’ snored. Den off he put, an’ he +aint got out’n hearin’, ’fo’ Brer Coon come +rackin’ up, an’ when he got de news, he put out.</p> + +<div class="figcenters"> +<img src="images/image-08.jpg" width="400" height="339" alt="" title="" /> +</div> + +<p>“So dar dey wuz an’ what you gwine do ’bout it? It +seem like dey all got in front er de dogs, er de dogs got behime um, +an’ Brer Rabbit sot by de creek-side laughin’ an’ +hittin’ at de snake doctors. An’ dem po’ creeturs had +ter go clean past de bobbycue—ef dey wuz any bobbycue, which I +don’t skacely speck dey wuz. Dat what make me say what I +does—when you git a invite ter a bobbycue, you better fin’ out +when an’ whar it’s at, an’ who runnin’ +it.”</p> + +<hr /> +<h2><a name="BRER_RABBITS_FROLIC" id="BRER_RABBITS_FROLIC"></a>BRER RABBIT’S FROLIC</h2> + +<div class="figcenterl"> +<img src="images/image-09.jpg" width="600" height="325" alt="" title="" /> +</div> + +<p>The little boy, when he next saw Uncle Remus, after hearing how the +animals went to the barbecue, wanted to know what happened to them: he +was anxious to learn if any of them were hurt by the dogs that had been +chasing Brother Rabbit. The old darkey closed his eyes and chuckled. +“You sho is axin’ sump’n now, honey. Und’ his +hat, ef he had any, Brer Rabbit had a mighty quick thinkin’ +apple-ratus, an’ mos’ inginner’lly, all de time, de +pranks he played on de yuther creeturs pestered um bofe ways +a-comin’ an’ a-gwine. De dogs done mighty well, ’long +ez dey had dealin’s wid de small fry, like Brer Fox, an’ +Brer Coon, an’ Brer Wolf, but when dey run ag’in’ +ol’ Brer B’ar, dey sho struck a snag. De mos’ +servigrous wuz de identual one dat got de wust hurted. He got too close +ter Brer B’ar, an’ when he look at hisse’f in +runnin’ water, he tuck notice dat he wuz split wide open fum flank +ter dewlap.</p> + +<div class="figcenterl"> +<img src="images/image-10.jpg" width="600" height="351" alt="" title="" /> +</div> + +<p>“Atter de rucus wuz over, de creeturs hobbled off home de best dey +could, an’ laid ’roun’ in sun an’ shade fer ter +let der cuts an’ gashes git good an’ well. When dey got so +dey could segashuate, an’ pay der party calls, dey ’gree fer +ter insemble some’rs, an’ hit on some plan fer ter outdo +Brer Rabbit. Well, dey had der insembly, an’ dey jower’d +an’ jower’d des like yo’ pa do when he aint +feelin’ right well; but, bimeby, dey ’greed ’pon a +plan dat look like it mought work. Dey ’gree fer ter make out dat +dey gwine ter have a dance. Dey know’d dat ol’ Brer Rabbit +wuz allers keen fer dat, an’ dey say dey’ll gi’ him a +invite, an’ when he got dar, dey’d ax ’im fer ter play +de fiddle, an’ ef he ’fuse, dey’ll close in on +’im an’ make way wid ’im.</p> + +<div class="figcenterl"> +<img src="images/image-11.jpg" width="600" height="328" alt="" title="" /> +</div> + +<p>“So fur, so good! But all de time dey wuz jowerin’ an’ +confabbin’, ol’ Brer Rabbit wus settin’ in a shady +place in de grass, a-hearin’ eve’y word dey say. When de +time come, he crope out, he did, an’ run ’roun’, +an’ de fust news dey know’d, here he come down de big +road—bookity-bookity—same ez a hoss dat’s broke thoo de +pastur’ fence. He say, sezee, ‘Why, hello, frien’s! +an’ howdy, too, kaze I aint seed you-all sence de last time! Whar +de name er goodness is you been deze odd-come-shorts? an’ how did +you far’ at de bobbycue? Ef my two eyeballs aint gone an’ +got crooked, dar’s ol’ Brer B’ar, him er de short tail +an’ sharp tush—de ve’y one I’m a-huntin’ fer! +An’ dar’s Brer Coon! I sho is in big luck. Dar’s +gwineter be a big frolic at Miss Meadows’, an’ her an’ +de gals want Brer B’ar fer ter show um de +roas’n’-y’ar shuffle; an’ dey put Brer Coon down +fer de jig dey calls rack-back-Davy.</p> + +<div class="figcenterl"> +<img src="images/image-12.jpg" width="600" height="371" alt="" title="" /> +</div> + +<p>“‘I’m ter play de fiddle—sump’n I aint done +sence my oldest gal had de mumps an’ de measles, bofe de same day +an’ hour! Well, dis mornin’ I tuck down de fiddle fum whar +she wuz a-hangin’ at, an’ draw’d de bow backerds +an’ forerds a time er two, an’ den I shot my eyes an’ +hit some er de ol’-time chunes, an’ when I come ter +myse’f, dar wuz my whole blessed fambly skippin’ an’ +sasshayin’ ’roun’ de room, spite er de fack dat +brekkus wuz ter be cooked!’</p> + +<div class="figcenterl"> +<img src="images/image-13.jpg" width="600" height="404" alt="" title="" /> +</div> + +<p>“Wid dat, Brer Rabbit bow’d, he did, an’ went back +down de road like de dogs wuz atter ’im.”</p> + +<div class="figcenterl"> +<img src="images/image-14.jpg" width="600" height="396" alt="" title="" /> +</div> + +<p>“But what happened then?” the little boy asked. +“Nothin’ ’t all,” replied Uncle Remus, taking up +the chuckle where he had left off. “De creeturs aint had no dance, +an’ when dey went ter Miss Meadows’, she put her head out de +winder, an’ say ef dey don’t go off fum dar she’ll +have de law on um!”</p> + +<hr /> +<h2><a name="BROTHER_BEARS_BIG_HOUSE" id="BROTHER_BEARS_BIG_HOUSE"></a>BROTHER BEAR’S BIG HOUSE</h2> + +<div class="figcenterl"> +<img src="images/image-15.jpg" width="600" height="348" alt="" title="" /> +</div> + +<p>“Uv all de creeturs”, said Uncle Remus, in response to a +questioning took on the part of the little boy, “ol Brer +B’ar had de biggest an’ de warmest house. I dunner why ner +wharfo’, but I’m a-tellin’ you de plain fack, des ez +dey to!’ it unter me. Ef I kin he’p it I never will be +deceivin’ you, ner lead you inter no bad habits. Yo’ pappy +trotted wid me a mighty long time, an’ ef you’ll ax him +he’ll tell you dat de one thing I never did do wuz ter deceive him +whiles he had his eyes open; not ef I knows myse’f. Well, +ol’ Brer B’ar had de big house I’m a-tellin’ you +about. Ef he y’ever is brag un it, it aint never come down ter me. +Yit dat’s des what he had—a big house an’ plenty er room +fer him an’ his fambly; an’ he aint had mo’ dan he +need, kaze all er his fambly wuz fat an’ had what folks calls +heft—de nachal plunkness.</p> + +<div class="figcenterl"> +<img src="images/image-16.jpg" width="600" height="367" alt="" title="" /> +</div> + +<p>“He had a son name Simmon, an’ a gal name Sue, not +countin’ his ol’ ’oman, an’ dey all live wid one +an’er day atter day, an’ night atter night; an’ when +one un um went abroad, dey’d be spected home ’bout +meal-time, ef not befo’, an’ dey segashuated right along fum +day ter day, washin’ der face an’ han’s in de same +wash-pan in de back po’ch, an’ wipin’ on de same towel +same ez all happy famblies allers does.</p> + +<div class="figcenterl"> +<img src="images/image-17.jpg" width="600" height="376" alt="" title="" /> +</div> + +<p>“Well, time went on an’ fotched de changes dat might be +spected, an’ one day dar come a mighty knockin’ on Brer +B’ar’s do’. Brer B’ar, he holla out, he did. +‘Who dat come a-knockin’ dis time er de year, +’fo’ de corn’s done planted, er de cotton-crap’s +pitched?’ De one at de do’ make a big noise, an’ +rattle de hinges. Brer B’ar holla out, he did, ‘Don’t +t’ar down my house! Who is you, anyhow, an’ what you +want?’ An’ de answer come, ‘I’m one an’ +darfo’ not two; ef youer mo’ dan one, who is you an’ +what you doin’ in dar?’ Brer B’ar, he say, sezee, +‘I’m all er one an’ mighty nigh two, but I’d +thank you fer ter tell me yo’ full fambly name.’ Den de +answer come.</p> + +<div class="figcenterl"> +<img src="images/image-18.jpg" width="600" height="354" alt="" title="" /> +</div> + +<p>“‘I’m de knocker an’ de mover bofe, an’ ef +I can’t clim’ over I’ll crawl under ef you do but +gi’ me de word. Some calls me Brer Polecat, an’ some a big +word dat it aint wuff while ter ermember, but I wanter move in. +It’s mighty col’ out here, an’ all I meets tells me +it’s mighty warm in dar whar you is.’ Den ol’ Brer +B’ar say, sezee. ‘It’s warm nuff fer dem what stays in +here, but not nigh so warm fer dem on de outside. What does you reely +want?’ Brer Polecat ’spon’, he did, ‘I wants a +heap er things dat I don’t git. I’m a mighty good +housekeeper, but I takes notice dat dar’s mighty few folks dat +wants me ter keep house fer um.’ Brer B’ar say, sezee, +‘I aint got no room fer no housekeeper; we aint skacely got room +fer ter go ter bed. Ef you kin keep my house on de outside, you er +mighty welcome.’</p> + +<div class="figcenterl"> +<img src="images/image-19.jpg" width="600" height="375" alt="" title="" /> +</div> + +<p>“Brer Polecat say, ‘You may think you aint got no room, but +I bet you got des ez much room ez anybody what I know. Ef you let me in +dar one time, I boun’ you I’ll make all de room I +want.’”</p> + +<div class="figcenterl"> +<img src="images/image-20.jpg" width="600" height="363" alt="" title="" /> +</div> + +<p>Uncle Remus paused to see what effect this statement would have on the +little boy. He closed his eyes, as though he were tired, but when he +opened them again, he saw the faint shadow of a smile on the +child’s face. “’Taint gwine ter hurt you fer ter laugh +a little bit, honey. Brer Polecat come in Brer B’ar’s house, +an’ he had sech a bad breff dat dey all hatter git out—an’ +he stayed an’ stayed twel time stopped runnin’ +ag’in’ him.”</p> + +<hr /> +<h2><a name="BRER_RABBIT_TREATS_THE_CREETURS_TO_A_RACE" id="BRER_RABBIT_TREATS_THE_CREETURS_TO_A_RACE"></a>BRER RABBIT TREATS THE CREETURS TO A RACE</h2> + +<div class="figcenterl"> +<img src="images/image-21.jpg" width="600" height="300" alt="" title="" /> +</div> + +<p>One sultry summer day, while the little boy was playing not far from +Uncle Remus’s cabin, a heavy black cloud made its appearance in +the west, and quickly obscured the sky. It sent a brisk gale before it, +as if to clear the path of leaves and dust. Presently there was a +blinding flash of lightning, a snap and a crash, and, with that, the +child took to his heels, and ran to Uncle Remus, who was standing in his +door. “Dar now!” he exclaimed, before the echoes of the +thunder had rolled away, “Dat dust an’ win’, an’ +rain, puts me in mind er de time when ol’ Brer Rabbit got up a big +race fer ter pleasure de yuther creeturs. It wuz de mos’ funniest +race you ever hear tell on. Brer Rabbit went ’way off in de woods +twel he come ter de Rainmaker’s house. He knocked an’ went +in, an’ he ax de Rainmaker ef he can’t fix it up so dey kin +have a race ’tween Brer Dust an’ Cousin Rain, fer ter see +which kin run de fastes’. De Rainmaker growled an’ jowered, +but bimeby he ’gree, but he say that ef ’twuz anybody but +Brer Rabbit, he wouldn’t gi’ it but one thunk.</p> + +<div class="figcenterl"> +<img src="images/image-22.jpg" width="600" height="334" alt="" title="" /> +</div> + +<p>“Well, dey fix de day, dey did, an’ den Brer Rabbit put out +ter whar de creeturs wuz stayin’ at, an’ tol’ um de +news. Dey dunner how Brer Rabbit know, but dey all wanter see de race. +Now, him an’ de Rainmaker had fixt it up so dat de race would be +right down de middle er de big road, an’ when de day come, +dar’s whar he made de creeturs stan’—Brer B’ar at de +bend er de road, Brer Wolf a leetle furder off, an’ Brer Fox at a +p’int whar de cross-roads wuz. Brer Coon an’ Brer Possum +an’ de yuthers be scattered about up an’ down de Road.</p> + +<div class="figcenterl"> +<img src="images/image-23.jpg" width="600" height="335" alt="" title="" /> +</div> + +<p>“Ter dem what has ter wait, it seem like de sun stops an’ +all de clocks wid ’im. Brer B’ar done some growlin’; +Brer Wolf some howlin’ an’ Brer Possum some laughin’; +but atter while a cloud come up fum some’rs. ’Twant sech a +big cloud, but Brer Rabbit know’d dat Cousin Rain wuz in dar +’long wid Uncle Win’. De cloud crope up, it did, twel it got +right over de big road, an’ den it kinder drapped down a leetle +closer ter de groun’. It look like it kinder stop, like a buggy, +fer Cousin Rain ter git out, so der’d be a fa’r start. Well, +he got out, kaze de creeturs kin see ’im, an’ den Uncle +Win’, he got out.</p> + +<div class="figcenterl"> +<img src="images/image-24.jpg" width="600" height="331" alt="" title="" /> +</div> + +<p>“An’ den, gentermens! de race begun fer ter commence. Uncle +Win’ hep’d um bofe; he had his bellows wid ’im, +an’ he blow’d it! Brer Dust got up fum whar he wuz +a-layin’ at, an’ come down de road des a-whirlin’. He +stricken ol’ Brer B’ar fust, den Brer Wolf, an’ den +Brer Fox, an’ atter dat, all de yuther creeturs, an’ it come +mighty nigh smifflicatin’ um! Not never in all yo’ born days +is you y’ever heern sech coughin’ an’ sneezin’, +sech snortin’ an’ wheezin’! An’ dey all look +like dey wuz painted red. Brer B’ar sneeze so hard dat he hatter +lay down in de road, an’ Brer Dust come mighty nigh buryin’ +’im, an’ ’twuz de same wid de yuther creeturs—dey got +der y’ears, der noses, an’ der eyeses full.</p> + +<div class="figcenterl"> +<img src="images/image-25.jpg" width="600" height="366" alt="" title="" /> +</div> + +<p>“An’ den Cousin Rain come ’long, a-pursuin’ Brer +Dust, an’ he come mighty nigh drownin’ um. He left um +kivver’d wid mud, an’ dey wuz wuss off dan befo’. It +wuz de longest ’fo’ dey kin git de mud out ’n der eyes +an’ y’ears, an’ when dey git so dey kin see a leetle +bit, dey tuck notice dat Brer Rabbit, stidder bein’ full er mud, +wuz ez dry ez a chip, ef not dryer.</p> + +<div class="figcenterl"> +<img src="images/image-26.jpg" width="600" height="315" alt="" title="" /> +</div> + +<p>“It make um so mad, dat dey all put out atter ’im, an’ +try der level best fer ter ketch, but ef dey wuz anything in de +roun’ worl’ dat Brer Rabbit’s got, it’s soople +foots, an’ ’twant no time ’fo’ de yuther +creeturs can’t see ha’r ner hide un ’im! All de same +Brer Rabbit aint bargain fer ter have two races de same day.”</p> + +<p>“But, Uncle Remus,” said the little boy, “which beat, +Brother Dust or Cousin Rain?” The old man stirred uneasily in his +chair, and rubbed his chin with his hand. “Dey tells me,” he +responded cautiously, “dat when Cousin Rain can’t see +nothin’ er Brother Dust, he thunk he am beat, but he holla out, +‘Brer Dust, wharbouts is you?’ an’ Brer Dust he holla +back, ‘You’ll hatter scuzen me; I fell down in de mud +an’ can’t run no mo’!’”</p> + +<hr /> +<h2><a name="BRER_RABBITS_FLYING_TRIP" id="BRER_RABBITS_FLYING_TRIP"></a>BRER RABBIT’S FLYING TRIP</h2> + +<div class="figcenterl"> +<img src="images/image-27.jpg" width="600" height="317" alt="" title="" /> +</div> + +<div class="poem pcenter"><!--[if IE]></div><div class="poem"><![endif]--><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Dar once wuz a time when most er de creeturs<br /></span> +<span class="i2">Got mighty tired er Brer Rabbit’s capers,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">An’ dey ’semble’, dey did, grass an’ meat eaters.<br /></span> +<span class="i2">Browsers an’ grazers, an’ likewiss de bone-scrapers,<br /></span> +<span class="i8">Fer ter see what dey kin do.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Brer B’ar wuz dar, wid his bid fur suit on,<br /></span> +<span class="i2">An’ ol’ Brer Wolf fetched his big howl along,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">An’ when eve’ything wuz ready, wid a long, loud hoot on,<br /></span> +<span class="i2">Here come ol’ Simon Swamp Owl along,<br /></span> +<span class="i8">A-tootin’ of his too-whoo.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Dar wuz ol’ Brer Fox, suh, wid his black socks, suh,<br /></span> +<span class="i2">An’ a heap er creeturs dat I don’t hatter mention;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Some bow-legged an’ some knock-kneed in de hocks, suh.<br /></span> +<span class="i2">An’ dey all agree fer ter hol’ a convention<br /></span> +<span class="i8">Fer ter stop Brer Rabbit’s pranks.<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<div class="figcenterl"> +<img src="images/image-28.jpg" width="600" height="317" alt="" title="" /> +</div> + +<div class="poem pcenter"><!--[if IE]></div><div class="poem"><![endif]--><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Brer Fox, he ’low he’ll gi’ a pot er gol’, suh,<br /></span> +<span class="i2">Ter de man what kin tol Brer Rabbit off, suh;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Brer Buzzard say, “I’m a-gittin’ ol’, suh,<br /></span> +<span class="i2">But I’ll try my han,” an’ den he cough, suh.<br /></span> +<span class="i8">An’ de rest un um bowed dere thanks.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Now, ol’ Brer B’ar wuz a-settin’ in de cheer, suh,<br /></span> +<span class="i2">So he stand up an’ move a motion;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">He up an’ ’low, “Le’s erso’v right here, suh,<br /></span> +<span class="i2">Fer ter thank Brer Buzzard whiles we’re in de notion,<br /></span> +<span class="i8">An’ not put it off ter some yuther day.”<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">An’ den dey had it up an’ down, suh,<br /></span> +<span class="i2">’Sputin’ ’bout what dey oughter do,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Some wanter gi’ ’im a flower crown, suh,<br /></span> +<span class="i2">Ef he rid Brer Rabbit up dar in de blue,<br /></span> +<span class="i8">An’ drap ’im when he got half-way.<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<div class="figcenterl"> +<img src="images/image-29.jpg" width="600" height="370" alt="" title="" /> +</div> + +<div class="poem pcenter"><!--[if IE]></div><div class="poem"><![endif]--><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Dey sont a runner atter ol’ Brer Rabbit<br /></span> +<span class="i2">Ter ax ’im ter call an’ ’ten’ de convention;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">But ol’ frien’ Wobble-nose had a quare habit<br /></span> +<span class="i2">Er knowin’ a thing befo’ it wuz mention’,<br /></span> +<span class="i8">An he come ’fo’ he got de word.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">He wiggle his nose, an’ wunk his eye—<br /></span> +<span class="i2">“Here sho is de man I wants ter see, suh!<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Brer Buzzard I’m tryin’ ter l’arn how ter fly!”<br /></span> +<span class="i2">An’ c’ose Brer Buzzard gi’ his agree, suh,<br /></span> +<span class="i8">An’ all un um say he’s a ’commydatin’ bird!<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<div class="figcenterl"> +<img src="images/image-30.jpg" width="600" height="370" alt="" title="" /> +</div> + +<div class="poem pcenter"><!--[if IE]></div><div class="poem"><![endif]--><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">An’ den Brer Buzzard half spread his wing, suh<br /></span> +<span class="i2">He try ter look young, but he wuz ol’ suh—<br /></span> +<span class="i0">He try ter strut an’ walk wid a swing, suh;<br /></span> +<span class="i2">He wuz dreamin’ ’bout dat pot er gol’, suh,<br /></span> +<span class="i8">An’ what he wuz gwine fer ter buy.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Brer Buzzard ain’t skacely got thoo wid his pride, suh,<br /></span> +<span class="i2">’Fo’ Brer Rabbit lit right ’tween his floppers,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Wid, “Now, hump yo’se’f, an’ gi’ me a ride, suh,<br /></span> +<span class="i2">Ef you don’t I’ll hit—I’ll hit you some whoppers<br /></span> +<span class="i8">When I git you up dar in de sky!”<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<div class="figcenterl"> +<img src="images/image-31.jpg" width="600" height="376" alt="" title="" /> +</div> + +<div class="poem pcenter"><!--[if IE]></div><div class="poem"><![endif]--><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Well, de creeturs grinned when Brer Buzzard riz, suh.<br /></span> +<span class="i2">An’ made a big fuss accordin’ ter der natur’;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Ez fer ol’ Brer Rabbit, de pleasure wuz all his, suh<br /></span> +<span class="i2">De ridin’ wuz easy ez eatin’ tater<br /></span> +<span class="i8">When it’s b’iled an’ made inter pie!<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Kaze under bofe wings he had a paw, suh,<br /></span> +<span class="i2">An’, when Brer Buzzard try fer ter drap ’im.<br /></span> +<span class="i0">He’d scratch an’ tickle ’im wid his claw, suh;<br /></span> +<span class="i2">An’ when Brer Buzzard try fer ter flap ’im,<br /></span> +<span class="i8">He’d scratch an’ wink his eye!<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<div class="figcenterl"> +<img src="images/image-32.jpg" width="600" height="373" alt="" title="" /> +</div> + +<div class="poem pcenter"><!--[if IE]></div><div class="poem"><![endif]--><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">An’ wid his claws he tuck an’ steered ’im<br /></span> +<span class="i2">Fum post ter pillar in de deep blue, suh;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">He’d holla an’ laugh—all de creeturs heer’d ’im—<br /></span> +<span class="i2">You know how you’d feel ef it hab been you, suh,<br /></span> +<span class="i8">A-waitin’ fer some un ter fall!<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">When ol’ Brer Rabbit got tired er ridin’,<br /></span> +<span class="i2">He steered Brer Buzzard right straight ter de groun’, suh,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">An’ den an’ dar went right inter hidin’.<br /></span> +<span class="i2">When de creeturs come up he couldn’t be foun’, suh,<br /></span> +<span class="i8">An’ I speck an’ I reckon dat’s all!<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<hr /> +<h2><a name="BRER_RABBIT_AND_THE_GOLD_MINE" id="BRER_RABBIT_AND_THE_GOLD_MINE"></a>BRER RABBIT AND THE GOLD MINE</h2> + +<div class="figcenterl"> +<img src="images/image-33.jpg" width="600" height="341" alt="" title="" /> +</div> + +<p>There had been silence in the cabin for a long ten minutes, and Uncle +Remus, looking up, saw a threat of sleep in the little boy’s eyes. +Whereupon he plunged headlong into a story without a word of +explanation.</p> + +<p>“Well, suh, one year it fell out dat de craps wuz burnt up. A dry +drouth had done de work, an’ ef you’d ’a’ struck +a match anywhar in dat settlement, de whole county would ’a’ +blazed up. Ol’ man Hongriness des natchally tuck of his cloze +an’ went paradin’ ’bout eve’ywhar, an’ de +creeturs got bony an’ skinny. Ol’ Brer B’ar done +better dan any un um, kaze all he hatter do wuz go ter sleep an’ +live off’n his own fat; an’ Brer Rabbit an’ his +ol’ ’oman had put some calamus root by, an’ saved up +some sugar-cane dat dey fin’ lyin’ ’roun’ loose, +an’ <i>dey</i> got ’long purty well. But de balance er de +creeturs wuz dat ga’nt dat dey ain’t got over it down ter +dis day.</p> + +<div class="figcenterl"> +<img src="images/image-34.jpg" width="600" height="359" alt="" title="" /> +</div> + +<p>“De creeturs had der meetin’-place, whar dey could all set +’roun’ an’ talk de kind er politics dey had, des like +folks does at de cross-roads grocery. One day, whiles dey wuz all +settin’ an’ squottin’ ’roun’, +jowerin’ an’ confabbin’, Brer Rabbit, he up +’n’ say, sezee, dat ol’ Mammy-Bammy-Big-Money +tol’ his great gran’daddy dat dar wuz a mighty big an’ +fat gol’ mine in deze parts, an’ he say dat he +wouldn’t be ’tall ’stonished ef ’twant +some’rs close ter Brer B’ar’s house. Brer B’ar, +he growled, he did, an’ say dat de gol’ mine better not let +him fin’ it, kaze atter he got done wid it, dey won’t be no +gol’ mine dar.</p> + +<div class="figcenterl"> +<img src="images/image-35.jpg" width="600" height="389" alt="" title="" /> +</div> + +<p>”Some laughed, some grinned an’ some gapped, an’, +atter jowerin’ some mo’, dey all put out ter whar der +famblies wuz livin’ at; but I boun’ you dey ain’t +fergit ’bout dat gol’ mine, kaze, fum dat time on, go whar +you mought, you’d ketch some er de creeturs diggin’ +an’ grabblin’ in de groun’, some in de fields, some in +de woods, an’ some in de big road; an’ dey wuz so weak +an’ hongry dat dey kin skacely grabble fer fallin’ down.</p> + +<div class="figcenterl"> +<img src="images/image-36.jpg" width="600" height="362" alt="" title="" /> +</div> + +<p>“Well, dis went on fer de longest, but bimeby, one day, dey all +’gree dat sump’n bleeze ter be done, an’ dey say +dey’ll all take one big hunt fer de gol’ mine, an’ den +quit. Dey hunted in gangs, wid de gangs not fur fum one an’er, +an’ it so happen dat Brer Rabbit wuz in de gang wid Brer Wolf, +an’ he know’d dat he hatter keep his eyes wide open. All de +creeturs hatter dig in diffunt places, an’ whiles Brer Rabbit want +much uv a grabbler, he had a way er makin’ de yuthers +b’lieve dat he wuz de best er de lot. So he made a heap er motion +like he wuz t’arin’ up de yeth. Dey ain’t been gwine +on dis away long fo’ Brer Wolf holler out,</p> + +<div class="figcenterl"> +<img src="images/image-37.jpg" width="600" height="351" alt="" title="" /> +</div> + +<p>“‘Run here, Brer Rabbit! I done foun’ it!’ Brer +B’ar an’ Brer Fox wuz bofe diggin’ close by, an’ +Brer Rabbit kinder wunk one eye at de elements; he say, sezee, +‘Glad I is fer yo’ sake, Brer Wolf; git yo’ gol’ +an’ ’joy yo’se’f!’ Brer Wolf say, +‘Come git some, Brer Rabbit! Come git some!’ Ol’ Brer +Rabbit ’spon’, ‘I’ll take de leavin’s, +Brer Wolf; you take what you want, an’ den when you done got +’nough I’ll get de leetle bit I want.’ Brer Wolf say, +‘I wanter show you sump’n.’ Brer Rabbit ’low, +‘My eyes ain’t big fer nothin’.’ Brer Wolf say, +‘I got a secret I wanter tell you.’ Brer Rabbit ’low, +‘My y’ears ain’t long fer nothin’. Des +stan’ dar an’ do yo’ whisperin’, Brer Wolf, +an’ I’ll hear eve’y word you say.’</p> + +<div class="figcenterl"> +<img src="images/image-38.jpg" width="600" height="357" alt="" title="" /> +</div> + +<p>“Brer Wolf ain’t say nothin’, but make out he’s +grabblin’, an’ den, all of a sudden, he made a dash at Brer +Rabbit, but when he git whar Brer Rabbit wuz at, Brer Rabbit ain’t +dar no mo’; he done gone. Weak an’ hongry ez he is, Brer +Wolf know dat he can’t ketch Brer Rabbit, an’ so he holler +out, ‘hat’s yo’ hurry, Brer Rabbit? Whar you +gwine?’ Brer Rabbit holler back, ‘I’m gwine home atter +a bag fer ter tote de gol’ you gwine leave me! So long, Brer Wolf; +I wish you mighty well!’ an’ wid dat he put out fer +home.”</p> + +<hr /> +<h2><a name="BRER_RABBIT_GETS_BRER_FOX_A_HOSS" id="BRER_RABBIT_GETS_BRER_FOX_A_HOSS"></a>BRER RABBIT GETS BRER FOX A HOSS</h2> + +<div class="figcenterl"> +<img src="images/image-39.jpg" width="600" height="391" alt="" title="" /> +</div> + +<div class="poem pcenter"><!--[if IE]></div><div class="poem"><![endif]--><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Not many er de creeturs wuz fon’ er water,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Onless it mought ’a’ been Brer Coon’s daughter;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Brer B’ar, Brer Fox, an’ ol’ Brer Rabbit,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Dey vow’d dey can’t never git in de habit<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Er wadin’ de creek, er swimmin’ de river—<br /></span> +<span class="i0">When it come ter dat, dey’d run ter kivver!<br /></span> +<span class="i0">When folks come ’long fer ter git across,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">De creeturs tuck notice dat dey rid a hoss.<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<div class="figcenterl"> +<img src="images/image-40.jpg" width="600" height="389" alt="" title="" /> +</div> + +<div class="poem pcenter"><!--[if IE]></div><div class="poem"><![endif]--><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Brer Fox, he say he wish he had one,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">An’ ’mongst all de yuthers he’d be de glad un;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">He’d git a bridle an’ a bran’ new saddle,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">An’ git on de hoss an’ ride ’im straddle;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">He say, sezee, “He’d do some trottin’,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Kaze when I git started, I’m a mighty hot un!”<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Brer Rabbit, he smole a great big smile,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Wid, “I can’t ride myse’f, kaze I got a b’ile!<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<div class="figcenterl"> +<img src="images/image-41.jpg" width="600" height="380" alt="" title="" /> +</div> + +<div class="poem pcenter"><!--[if IE]></div><div class="poem"><![endif]--><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">“But it seem like ter me dat I knows whar a hoss is:<br /></span> +<span class="i0">He’s away back yan’ whar two roads crosses,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">An’ I’ll meet you dar termorrer mornin’,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Des ’bout de time when day’s a-dawnin’.”<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Brer Fox, he say, “I hear yo’ sesso,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">An’ ef I ain’t sick I’ll be dar desso!”<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Brer Rabbit tip his hat, wid, “So-long, frien’;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">We’ll git de hoss, you may depen’.”<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<div class="figcenterl"> +<img src="images/image-42.jpg" width="600" height="365" alt="" title="" /> +</div> + +<div class="poem pcenter"><!--[if IE]></div><div class="poem"><![endif]--><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Long ’fo’ de time, Brer Rabbit wuz a-stirrin’,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">An’ he chuckle ter hisse’f like a cat a-purrin’;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">De hoss wuz stretched out asleep in de pastur’;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Brer Rabbit went up des ez close ez he dast ter,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Fer ter see ef he ’live: hoss switched his tail, suh!<br /></span> +<span class="i0">“Dis time we’ll git you widout fail, suh!”<br /></span> +<span class="i0">So Brer Rabbit say; den he seed Brer Fox—<br /></span> +<span class="i0">“An’ an’er fine gent fer ter git in a box!”<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<div class="figcenterl"> +<img src="images/image-43.jpg" width="600" height="397" alt="" title="" /> +</div> + +<div class="poem pcenter"><!--[if IE]></div><div class="poem"><![endif]--><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Den he say out loud, “Good luck done sont ’im,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">An’ laid ’im down right whar you want ’im!<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Ef youer tied ter his tail, you kin sholy hol’ ’im,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">An’ mo’ dan dat, you kin trip ’im an’ roll ’im!”<br /></span> +<span class="i0">So said, so done! an’ dar Brer Fox wuz,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Right close ter de place whar a heap er knocks wuz!<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Brer Rabbit, he holla, “Hol’ ’im down! hol’ ’im down!<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Des make ’im stay right spang on de groun’!”<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<div class="figcenterl"> +<img src="images/image-44.jpg" width="600" height="344" alt="" title="" /> +</div> + +<div class="poem pcenter"><!--[if IE]></div><div class="poem"><![endif]--><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">De hoss, he riz wid a snort an’ a whicker,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">An’ showed dat he wuz sump’n uv a kicker!<br /></span> +<span class="i0">An’ den an’ dar, Brer Rabbit ’gun ter snicker,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Wid, “Hol’ ’im, Brer Fox! ’twon’t do ter flicker!<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Ef you make ’im stan’ still, you kin ride ’im de quicker!”<br /></span> +<span class="i0">De hoss, he r’ar’d an’ raise a mighty dust up,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">An’ fust thing you know, Brer Rabbit hear a bust-up!<br /></span> +<span class="i0">“I hope, Brer Fox, dat you ain’t much hurt—<br /></span> +<span class="i0">But yo’ wife’ll be mad, kaze you done tored yo’ shirt!”<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<hr /> +<h2><a name="BRER_RABBIT_FINDS_THE_MOON_IN_THE_MILL_POND" id="BRER_RABBIT_FINDS_THE_MOON_IN_THE_MILL_POND"></a>BRER RABBIT FINDS THE MOON IN THE MILL POND</h2> + +<div class="figcenterl"> +<img src="images/image-45.jpg" width="600" height="343" alt="" title="" /> +</div> + +<div class="poem pcenter"><!--[if IE]></div><div class="poem"><![endif]--><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Oh, one bright day in de middle er May,<br /></span> +<span class="i4">Brer Rabbit wuz feelin’ fine;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">He tuck ter de road, an’ never know’d<br /></span> +<span class="i4">De place whar he wuz gwine!<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">“Oh, fur an’ free,” sezee, “siree,<br /></span> +<span class="i4">No gal kin change my min’!”<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Brer Tarrypin, sly, he wunk one eye,<br /></span> +<span class="i4">Un’neat’ his green-gourd vine!<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">He holla an’ say, “Whar you gwine dis day,<br /></span> +<span class="i4">Wid yo’ pipe an’ walkin’-cane?”<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Brer Rabbit wave his han’ like a gal do her fan—<br /></span> +<span class="i4">“My heart’s ’bout ter bust wid pain;<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<div class="figcenterl"> +<img src="images/image-46.jpg" width="600" height="352" alt="" title="" /> +</div> + +<div class="poem pcenter"><!--[if IE]></div><div class="poem"><![endif]--><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">“I’m a heap too nice, I ain’t laugh’d but twice<br /></span> +<span class="i4">Sence de big Jinawary rain;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">My day’ll be done ef I don’t have some fun—<br /></span> +<span class="i4">Dey’ll call me Sunday-Jane!<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">“I’ll git sollumcholic ef I don’t have a frolic,<br /></span> +<span class="i4">My head’ll git flabby an’ swink;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">I chaw de pine-bud, kaze I’m ’bout ter lose my cud<br /></span> +<span class="i4">An’ some nights I don’t sleep a wink!<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">“Ef I has ter set still, oh, I’ll w’ar de green willow,<br /></span> +<span class="i4">An’ go in mo’nin’ wid de Mink!<br /></span> +<span class="i0">But I bet you a hat dat ’fo’ I does dat,<br /></span> +<span class="i4">I’ll show um all a new kink!”<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<div class="figcenterl"> +<img src="images/image-47.jpg" width="600" height="331" alt="" title="" /> +</div> + +<div class="poem pcenter"><!--[if IE]></div><div class="poem"><![endif]--><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">So, off he put, on his nimbles’ foot,<br /></span> +<span class="i4">Wid a grin, a laugh, an’ a cough;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Ter Miss Motts an’ Miss Meadows, an’ all de udders,<br /></span> +<span class="i4">He tell what ’uz gwineter come off!<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">’Twuz a mill-pon’ fishin’, an’ he lef um a-wishin’<br /></span> +<span class="i4">Dat de win’ don’t blow fum de norf!<br /></span> +<span class="i0">An’ de creeturs all, bofe long an’ tall—<br /></span> +<span class="i4">An’ dem no bigger dan a dwarf—<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Brer Wolf an’ Brer B’ar,—all say dey’d be dar,<br /></span> +<span class="i4">An’ dey promise fer ter fetch a seine;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Dey ’gree ter de day, an’ Brer Rabbit say<br /></span> +<span class="i4">Dat dey don’t hatter come ef it rain;<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<div class="figcenterl"> +<img src="images/image-48.jpg" width="600" height="341" alt="" title="" /> +</div> + +<div class="poem pcenter"><!--[if IE]></div><div class="poem"><![endif]--><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">So said, so done, an’ when de time come,<br /></span> +<span class="i4">De big road ez well ez de lane<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Wuz filled wid a crowd, all talkin’ out loud,<br /></span> +<span class="i4">An’ a-prankin’ wid might an’ main!<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Brer Rabbit wuz dar, wid Miss Molly Har’,<br /></span> +<span class="i4">A-waitin’ fer de fun ter begin;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">He shuck his shank, an’ went ter de bank,<br /></span> +<span class="i4">An’ make like he gwineter jump in!<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">But de sight dat he saw made ’im drap his jaw,<br /></span> +<span class="i4">An’ break up a great big grin!<br /></span> +<span class="i0">He sez ter Brer Coon, “Run here an’ see de Moon!<br /></span> +<span class="i4">A-floatin’ widout a fin!.”<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<div class="figcenterl"> +<img src="images/image-49.jpg" width="600" height="335" alt="" title="" /> +</div> + +<div class="poem pcenter"><!--[if IE]></div><div class="poem"><![endif]--><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">He look ag’in—“She sho fell in,<br /></span> +<span class="i4">An’ we got ter git her out;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Ef she stays in de pon’, it’s ’good-bye, John!’<br /></span> +<span class="i4">An’ uv dat dey ain’t no doubt;<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">“We got ter have light when we play at night,<br /></span> +<span class="i4">Fer ter see how ter git about;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">We’ll drag wid de seine—ef we don’t drag in vain,<br /></span> +<span class="i4">We’ll have good reason ter shout!”<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">But when it come ter seinin’, dar wuz some complainin<br /></span> +<span class="i4">’Bout who wuz ter do it all,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Dey all make out dat dey wanter wade out,<br /></span> +<span class="i4">But it fell on dem dat wuz tall:<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<div class="figcenterl"> +<img src="images/image-50.jpg" width="600" height="339" alt="" title="" /> +</div> + +<div class="poem pcenter"><!--[if IE]></div><div class="poem"><![endif]--><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Brer B’ar, he laugh, ez he tuck a staff,<br /></span> +<span class="i4">Brer Wolf say he fear’d he’d fall,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">But he tuck his place wid a mighty wry face,<br /></span> +<span class="i4">An’ when dey ’gun ter haul.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">“Oh, you better bet dis water’s wet!<br /></span> +<span class="i4">I feel des like a sponge!”<br /></span> +<span class="i0">An’ den dey all, wid a kick an’ a squall,<br /></span> +<span class="i4">Wid a squeal an’ den a lunge,<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Grabbed at de water—which dey hadn’t oughter<br /></span> +<span class="i4">Went over der heads wid a splunge;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Brer Rabbit bent double, “Oh, all er yo’ trouble<br /></span> +<span class="i4">Fills me full er fun-unj-unj!”<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<hr /> +<h2><a name="HOW_MR_LION_LOST_HIS_WOOL" id="HOW_MR_LION_LOST_HIS_WOOL"></a>HOW MR. LION LOST HIS WOOL</h2> + +<div class="figcenterl"> +<img src="images/image-51.jpg" width="600" height="345" alt="" title="" /> +</div> + +<p>“Twuz des sech a day ez dis dat Mr Lion lost his wool,” +remarked Uncle Remus to the little boy, “Mr. Man tuck a notion dat +de time done come fer him fer ter have a hog-killin’ an’ he +got ’im a big barrel, an’ fill it half full er water fum de +big springs. Den he piled up ’bout a cord er wood, an’ ez he +piled, he put rocks ’twix’ de logs, an’ den he sot de +wood after at bofe een’s an’ in de middle. +’Twan’t long ’fo’ dey had de hogs killt, +an’ eve’ything ready fer ter scrape de ha’r off. Den +he tuck de red-hot rocks what he put in de fire, an’ flung um in +de barrel whar de water wuz, an’ ’twan’t long, mon, +’fo’ dat water wuz ready fer ter bile. Den dey tuck de hogs, +one at a time, an’ soused um in de water, an’ time dey tuck +um out, he ha’r wuz ready fer ter drap out by de roots. Den +dey’d scrape un wid sticks an’ chips, an’ dey aint +leave a ha’r on um.</p> + +<div class="figcenterl"> +<img src="images/image-52.jpg" width="600" height="372" alt="" title="" /> +</div> + +<p>“Well, bimeby, dey had all de hogs killt an’ cleaned, +an’ hauled off, an’ when eve’ything wuz still ez a +settin’ hen, ol’ Brer Rabbit stuck his head out fum behine a +bush whar he been settin’ at. He stuck his head out, he did, +an’ look all ’roun’, an’ den he went whar de +fier wuz an’ try fer ter warm hisse’f. He aint been dar long +’fo’ here come Brer Wolf an’ Brer Fox, an den he got +busy.</p> + +<div class="figcenterl"> +<img src="images/image-53.jpg" width="600" height="363" alt="" title="" /> +</div> + +<p>“He say, ‘Hello, frien’s! howdy an’ welcome! I +’m des fixin’ fer ter take a warm baff like Mr. Man +gi’ his hogs; wont you j’ine me?’ Dey say dey aint in +no hurry, but dey holp Brer Rabbit put de hot rocks in de barrel +an’ dey watch de water bubble, an’ bimeby, when +eve’ything wuz ready, who should walk up but ol’ Mr. Lion?</p> + +<div class="figcenterl"> +<img src="images/image-54.jpg" width="600" height="375" alt="" title="" /> +</div> + +<p>“He had a mane fum his head plum ter de een’ er his tail, +an’ in some places it wuz so long it drug on de groun’—dat +what make all de creeturs ’fear’d un ’im. He growl +an’ ax um what dey doin’, an’ when Brer Rabbit tell +’im, he say dat’s what he long been needin’. +‘How does you git in?’ ‘Des back right in,’ sez +ol’ Brer Rabbit, sezee, an’ wid dat,</p> + +<div class="figcenterl"> +<img src="images/image-55.jpg" width="600" height="382" alt="" title="" /> +</div> + +<p>“Mr. Lion backed in, an’ de water wuz so hot, he try fer ter +git out, an’ he slipped in plum ter his shoulder-blades. You kin +b’lieve me er not, but dat creetur wuz scall’d so dat he +holler’d an’ skeer’d eve’ybody fur miles +aroun’.</p> + +<div class="figcenterl"> +<img src="images/image-56.jpg" width="600" height="361" alt="" title="" /> +</div> + +<p>“An when he come out, all de wool drap’t out, +’cep’ de bunch you see on his neck, an’ de leetle bit +you’ll fin’ on de een’ er his tail—an’ +dat’d ’a’ come off ef de tail hadn’t +’a’ slipped thoo de bung-hole er de barrel.” With +that, Uncle Remus closed his eyes, but not so tightly that he +couldn’t watch the little boy. For a moment the child said +nothing, and then, “I must tell that tale to mother before I +forget it!” So saying, he ran out of the cabin as fast as his feet +could carry him, leaving Uncle Remus shaking with laughter.</p> + +<hr /> +<h2><a name="HOW_BRER_RABBIT_GOT_A_HOUSE" id="HOW_BRER_RABBIT_GOT_A_HOUSE"></a>HOW BRER RABBIT GOT A HOUSE</h2> + +<div class="figcenterl"> +<img src="images/image-57.jpg" width="600" height="333" alt="" title="" /> +</div> + +<div class="poem pcenter"><!--[if IE]></div><div class="poem"><![endif]--><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Oh, once ’pon a time, all de creeturs, all de creeturs,<br /></span> +<span class="i4">Tuck a notion dat dey’d build a house,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">An’ fix it so ez ter keep out de skeeters,<br /></span> +<span class="i4">An’ fix it up nix cummy rous!<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Dey all wuz dar fum de B’ar ter de Possum,<br /></span> +<span class="i4">Brer Wolf, Brer Fox, Brer Coon,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Wid ol’ Brer Rabbit fer ter stan’ ’roun’ an’ boss um,<br /></span> +<span class="i4">Kaze dey hatter have de’ house right soon.<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<div class="figcenterl"> +<img src="images/image-58.jpg" width="600" height="342" alt="" title="" /> +</div> + +<div class="poem pcenter"><!--[if IE]></div><div class="poem"><![endif]--><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Brer Rabbit, he wuz busy, oh, yes, mighty busy,<br /></span> +<span class="i4">Not doin’ uv a blessed thing;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Ef he clim’ de scaffle, he say he’ll git dizzy,<br /></span> +<span class="i4">So he medjur an’ mark an’ sing.<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Dey buil’ de house, an’ it sho wuz a fine un,<br /></span> +<span class="i4">Made er poplar, oak an’ pine;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">De littlest room wuz a sev’m-by-nine un,<br /></span> +<span class="i4">Whar de sick could go an’ whine!<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<div class="figcenterl"> +<img src="images/image-59.jpg" width="600" height="372" alt="" title="" /> +</div> + +<div class="poem pcenter"><!--[if IE]></div><div class="poem"><![endif]--><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Brer Rabbit, he wait, an’ when de time come<br /></span> +<span class="i4">He choosened a upsta’s room,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">An’ dar he sot (ef I kin make de rhyme come)<br /></span> +<span class="i4">A-singin’ “Hark fum de Toom”!<br /></span> +<span class="i0">An’ den he got what he aint had oughter,<br /></span> +<span class="i4">Ez all de creeturs said,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">A gun, a cannon, an’ a tub er water,<br /></span> +<span class="i4">An’ hid um under his bed!<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<div class="figcenterl"> +<img src="images/image-60.jpg" width="600" height="334" alt="" title="" /> +</div> + +<div class="poem pcenter"><!--[if IE]></div><div class="poem"><![endif]--><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">When de creeturs come home, Brer Rabbit wuz ready,<br /></span> +<span class="i4">An’ he tell um he gwineter set down;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">“Well, set,” sez dey, “an’ we’ll try ter be ste’dy,”<br /></span> +<span class="i4">An’ wid dat, Brer Rabbit kinder frown;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Bang-bang! went de gun—de barrels wuz double—<br /></span> +<span class="i4">An’ de creeturs wuz still ez mice;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Brer B’ar he say, “Dy must be some trouble,<br /></span> +<span class="i2">But I hope heedon’t loosen de j’is!”<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<div class="figcenterl"> +<img src="images/image-61.jpg" width="600" height="364" alt="" title="" /> +</div> + +<div class="poem pcenter"><!--[if IE]></div><div class="poem"><![endif]--><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Brer Rabbit, he say, “Wharbouts mus’ I spit at?”<br /></span> +<span class="i4">An’ Brer Wolf answer, wid a grin,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">“Des wharsomever you kin make it hit at!”<br /></span> +<span class="i4">Brer Fox, he rub his chin;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Brer Rabbit, he tuck de tub er water,<br /></span> +<span class="i4">An’ empty it all on de sta’rs,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">An’ it come nigh drownin’ Brer Coon’s daughter.<br /></span> +<span class="i4">An’ likewise one er Brer B’ar’s!<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<div class="figcenterl"> +<img src="images/image-62.jpg" width="600" height="337" alt="" title="" /> +</div> + +<div class="poem pcenter"><!--[if IE]></div><div class="poem"><![endif]--><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Brer Rabbit say, “When I sneeze I’ll skeer you,<br /></span> +<span class="i4">An’ I hate fer ter have it ter do!”<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Brer Fox say, “We’ll lissen an’ hear you<br /></span> +<span class="i4">Des go right ahead wid yo’ sneeze-a-ma-roo!”<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Boom-a-lam! went de cannon, an’ de creeturs, dey lit out<br /></span> +<span class="i4">Thoo window-sash an’ do’<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Any way, any way dat dey kin git oot,<br /></span> +<span class="i4">An’ dey aint come dar no mo’!<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<hr /> +<h2><a name="BRER_RABBIT_AND_THE_PARTRIDGE_NEST" id="BRER_RABBIT_AND_THE_PARTRIDGE_NEST"></a>BRER RABBIT AND THE PARTRIDGE NEST</h2> + +<div class="figcenters"> +<img src="images/image-63.jpg" width="400" height="334" alt="" title="" /> +</div> + +<div class="poem pcenter"><!--[if IE]></div><div class="poem"><![endif]--><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Oh, what’s de matter wid de Whipperwill,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Dat she sets an’ cries on de furder hill?<br /></span> +<span class="i0">An’ what’s de matter wid Miss Bob White,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Dat she choke herse’f wid sayin’ Good-night?<br /></span> +<span class="i0">You know mighty well dat sump’n is wrong<br /></span> +<span class="i0">When dey sets an’ sings dat kinder song,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">’Twix’ a call an’ a cry, ’twix’ a weep an’ a wail—<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Dey must be tellin’ a mighty sad tale.<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<div class="figcenters"> +<img src="images/image-64.jpg" width="400" height="311" alt="" title="" /> +</div> + +<div class="poem pcenter"><!--[if IE]></div><div class="poem"><![endif]--><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Miss Whipperwill’s troubles, an’ what she say<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Will do fer ter tell some yuther day;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">But Miss Bob White—my! aint she a sight?—<br /></span> +<span class="i0">I’ll hatter tell why she hollers Good-night.<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Dey once wuz a time (needer mo’ ner less)<br /></span> +<span class="i0">When she ain’t try ter hide ner kivver her nes’;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">She built it in de open, whar all kin see,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">An’ wuz des ez perlite ez she kin be.<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<div class="figcenters"> +<img src="images/image-65.jpg" width="400" height="315" alt="" title="" /> +</div> + +<div class="poem pcenter"><!--[if IE]></div><div class="poem"><![endif]--><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">She’d make her house facin’ eas’ an’ wes’,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">An’ den wid eggs she’d fill her nes’;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Fer ter keep um warm she’d brood an’ set,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">An’ keep her house fum gittin’ wet.<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Whiles dis gwine on, Brer Rabbit come by,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">A-wigglin’ his mouf, an’ a-blinkin’ his eye:<br /></span> +<span class="i0">“De top er de mornin’, Miss Bob,” sezee;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">“De same ter you, Brer Rabbit,” se’ she.<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<div class="figcenters"> +<img src="images/image-66.jpg" width="400" height="316" alt="" title="" /> +</div> + +<div class="poem pcenter"><!--[if IE]></div><div class="poem"><![endif]--><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Sez ol’ Brer Rabbit, “I been missin’ you long,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">I wuz mighty fear’d dat sump’n wuz wrong,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">But here you set ez still ez a mouse,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Not doin’ nothin’ but keepin’ house!”<br /></span> +<span class="i0">“Oh, well,” se’ she, “I’m too ol’ ter gad,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">I use’ ter do it, but I wish I never had!<br /></span> +<span class="i0">De only thing I want is ter wash my dress,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">But I can’t do dat whiles I’m on my nes’.”<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<div class="figcenters"> +<img src="images/image-67.jpg" width="400" height="325" alt="" title="" /> +</div> + +<div class="poem pcenter"><!--[if IE]></div><div class="poem"><![endif]--><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Brer Rabbit, he say, “Can’t I he’p you out?<br /></span> +<span class="i0">I ain’t doin’ nothin’ but walkin’ about,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">An’ my ol’ ’oman is willin’ fer ter bet<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Dat ef settin ’s de thing, I’m ol’ man Set!”<br /></span> +<span class="i0">“I know mighty well,” sez Miss Bob White,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">“Ef you set a-tall, it’ll be done right.”<br /></span> +<span class="i0">“Thanky-do, Miss Bob! Go wash yo’ dress,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">An’ I’ll do what I kin fer ter kivver yo’ nes’!”<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<div class="figcenters"> +<img src="images/image-68.jpg" width="400" height="330" alt="" title="" /> +</div> + +<div class="poem pcenter"><!--[if IE]></div><div class="poem"><![endif]--><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">So off she put, wid a flutter an’ a flirt,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">An’ washed her dress in a pile er clean dirt;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Brer Rabbit see de eggs, an’ shuck his head;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">His mouf ’gun ter dribble, an’ his eye turn red;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Sezee, “It’d sholy be hard fer ter match um,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">So I’ll des take um home an’ try fer ter hatch um!”<br /></span> +<span class="i0">So said, so done! An’ den when he come back,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">He come in a gait ’twix’ a lope an’ a rack.<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<div class="figcenters"> +<img src="images/image-69.jpg" width="400" height="329" alt="" title="" /> +</div> + +<div class="poem pcenter"><!--[if IE]></div><div class="poem"><![endif]--><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">An’ Miss Bob White, atter washin’ her dress,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Went a-runnin’ back ter house an’ nes’;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">“Much erbleege, Brer Rabbit,” an’ den she bowed.<br /></span> +<span class="i0">“Say nothin’, ma’am, fer ter make me proud,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Kaze I been a-waitin’ here, frettin’ an’ sweatin’,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Fer fear I ain’t sech a good han’ at settin’;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">My ol’ ’oman say I got a slow fever,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">An’ I ’clar’ ter goodness, I’m ready ter b’lieve her!<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<div class="figcenters"> +<img src="images/image-70.jpg" width="400" height="310" alt="" title="" /> +</div> + +<div class="poem pcenter"><!--[if IE]></div><div class="poem"><![endif]--><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">“I felt sump’n move, I hear’ sump’n run,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">An’ de eggs done gone—dey ain’t na’er one!<br /></span> +<span class="i0">I sho is seed sights, I done hear folks talk—<br /></span> +<span class="i0">But never befo’ is I seed eggs walk!”<br /></span> +<span class="i0">“My goodness, me!” sez Miss Bob White,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">A-peepin’ in de nes’, “You sho is right!”<br /></span> +<span class="i0">An’ y’ever sence den, when darkness falls,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">She gives de lost chillun her Good-night calls!<br /></span> +<span class="i0">An’ y’ever sence den, when darkness falls,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">She gives de lost chillun her Good-night calls!<br /></span> +</div></div> +<hr class='full' /> +</div> + + + + + + + +<pre> + + + + + +End of the Project Gutenberg EBook of Uncle Remus and Brer Rabbit, by +Joel Chandler Harris + +*** END OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK UNCLE REMUS AND BRER RABBIT *** + +***** This file should be named 22282-h.htm or 22282-h.zip ***** +This and all associated files of various formats will be found in: + http://www.gutenberg.org/2/2/2/8/22282/ + +Produced by Marilynda Fraser-Cunliffe, LN Yaddanapudi and +the Online Distributed Proofreading Team at +http://www.pgdp.net (This file made using scans of public +domain works at the University of Georgia.) + + +Updated editions will replace the previous one--the old editions +will be renamed. + +Creating the works from public domain print editions means that no +one owns a United States copyright in these works, so the Foundation +(and you!) can copy and distribute it in the United States without +permission and without paying copyright royalties. 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