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,

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"'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.'

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"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, 'What'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."

BRER RABBIT GETS BRER FOX A HOSS

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Not many er de creeturs wuz fon' er water,
Onless it mought 'a' been Brer Coon's daughter;
Brer B'ar, Brer Fox, an' ol' Brer Rabbit,
Dey vow'd dey can't never git in de habit
Er wadin' de creek, er swimmin' de river--
When it come ter dat, dey'd run ter kivver!
When folks come 'long fer ter git across,
De creeturs tuck notice dat dey rid a hoss.

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Brer Fox, he say he wish he had one,
An' 'mongst all de yuthers he'd be de glad un;
He'd git a bridle an' a bran' new saddle,
An' git on de hoss an' ride 'im straddle;
He say, sezee, "He'd do some trottin',
Kaze when I git started, I'm a mighty hot un!"
Brer Rabbit, he smole a great big smile,
Wid, "I can't ride myse'f, kaze I got a b'ile!

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"But it seem like ter me dat I knows whar a hoss