hoss-collars

Updated: May 13, 2025

"You'll tromple on dat bark twel hit won't be fitten fer ter fling 'way, let 'lone make hoss-collars out'n," said Uncle Remus, as the little boy came running into his cabin out of the rain. All over the floor long strips of "wahoo" bark were spread, and these the old man was weaving into horse-collars. "I'll sit down, Uncle Remus," said the little boy.

Joel Chandler Harris - Uncle Remus, his songs and his sayings