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Uncle Remus and Brer Rabbit

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<h2><SPAN name="BRER_RABBIT_GETS_BRER_FOX_A_HOSS" id="BRER_RABBIT_GETS_BRER_FOX_A_HOSS"></SPAN>BRER RABBIT GETS BRER FOX A HOSS</h2> <div class="figcenterl"> <ANTIMG src="images/image-39.jpg" width-obs="600" height-obs="391" alt="" title="" /></div> <div class="poem pcenter"> <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"> <ANTIMG src="images/image-40.jpg" width-obs="600" height-obs="389" alt="" title="" /></div> <div class="poem pcenter"> <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"> <ANTIMG src="images/image-41.jpg" width-obs="600" height-obs="380" alt="" title="" /></div> <div class="poem pcenter"> <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"> <ANTIMG src="images/image-42.jpg" width-obs="600" height-obs="365" alt="" title="" /></div> <div class="poem pcenter"> <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"> <ANTIMG src="images/image-43.jpg" width-obs="600" height-obs="397" alt="" title="" /></div> <div class="poem pcenter"> <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"> <ANTIMG src="images/image-44.jpg" width-obs="600" height-obs="344" alt="" title="" /></div> <div class="poem pcenter"> <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 /> <div style="break-after:column;"></div><br />

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