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"'W'at you doin' now, Brer Rabbit? sezee. "'Pullin' down my pants, Brer Fox, sezee.

Brer Fox, he seed his game wuz up, en 'twan't long 'fo' he make his skuse en start fer ter go. "'You better Stay en take a snack wid me, Brer Fox, sez Brer Rabbit, sezee. 'Sence Brer Wolf done quite comin' en settin' up wid me, I gittin' so I feels right lonesome dese long nights, sezee. "But Brer Fox, he button up his coat-collar tight en des put out fer home.

De dish-pan wuz settin' on de table, en close by wuz a kyarvin' knife. "'Look like you gwineter have chicken fer dinner, Brer Fox, sez Brer Rabbit, sezee. "'Yes, Brer Rabbit, dey er nice, en fresh, en tender, 'sez Brer Fox, sezee. "Den Brer Rabbit sorter pull his mustarsh, en say: 'You ain't got no calamus root, is you, Brer Fox?

Perhaps you'll explain how there's no harm breakin' into unoccupied 'ouses?" "Gorblimy, 'ow was I to know? 'Ere's a toff 'ands me sixpence fer hopenin' 'is cab door to-dye, an', sezee, 'My man, 'e sez, 'yer've got a 'onest fyce. W'y don'cher work? sezee.

"Well, de nex' night de Jay sot in 'is nes' er waitin' fur 'is cump'ny; an' atter er wile hyear come de Woodpecker. Soon's eber he seed de sticks ercross de do', he sez, 'Wy, pyears like yer ben er fixin' up, sezee. 'Ain't yer ben er buildin'?

"Atter he got thu, den he santer 'long, he did, fur ter hunt up de Woodpecker; an' by'mby he hyeard him peckin' at er log; an' he went up ter him kin' er kyeerless, an' he sez, 'Good-mornin', sezee; 'yer pow'ful busy ter day.

I wuz a young boy den, en use' ter wuk 'bout de stables, so I knowed eve'ythin' dat wuz gwine on 'roun' de plantation. "Well, one time Mars' Dugal' wanted a house boy, en sont down ter de qua'ters fer ter hab Jeff en Hannibal come up ter de big house nex' mawnin'. Ole marster en ole mis' look' de two boys ober, en 'sco'sed wid deyse'ves fer a little w'ile, en den Mars' Dugal' sez, sezee:

"'Mars Dugal', sezee, 'I knows I's be'n a monst'us bad nigger, but befo' I go I wanter git sump'n off'n my mine. Dave didn' steal dat bacon w'at wuz tuk out'n de smoke-'ouse. I stole it all, en I hid de ham under Dave's cabin fer ter th'ow de blame on him en may de good Lawd fergib me fer it. "Mars Dugal' had Wiley tuk back ter de plantation, en sont fer a doctor fer ter pick de shot out'n 'im.

"Dis look like mighty nice game, en Brer Fox 'greed. So den he amble off home, en Brer Wolf, he march off ter Brer Rabbit house. W'en he got dar, hit look like nobody at home, but Brer Wolf he walk up en knock on de do' blam! blam! Nobody come. Den he lam aloose en knock 'gin blim! blim! "'Who dar? sez Brer Rabbit, sezee. "'Fr'en', sez Brer Wolf.

"Dreckly Brer Rabbit hear um callin' 'im ag'in en off he goes, en dis time, bless yo' soul, he gits de butter out so clean dat he kin see hisse'f in de bottom er de bucket. He scrape it clean en lick it dry, en den he go back ter wuk lookin' mo' samer dan a nigger w'at de patter-rollers bin had holt un. "'How's yo' ole 'oman dis time? sez Brer Fox, sezee.