hty hankerin' atter sumpin' sorter joosy,
he meet Brer Rabbit in de lane, un he ax um, sezee:

"'Brer Rabbit, whar'bouts our bread comin' frun?'

"Brer Rabbit, he bow, he did, un answer, sezee:

"'Look like it mought be comin' frun nowhar,' sezee."

"You see dat, honey!" exclaimed Uncle Remus, condescending to give the
story the benefit of his patronage; "You see dat! Brer Rabbit wuz allus
a-waitin' a chance fer ter crack he jokes."

"Yas, Lord!" Aunt Tempy continued, with considerable more animation; "he
joke, un joke, but bimeby, he aint feel like no mo' jokin', un den he
up'n say, sezee, dat him un Brer Fox better start out'n take der
fammerlies wid um ter town un swap um off for some fresh-groun' meal; un
Brer Fox say, sezee, dat dat look mighty fa'r un squar', un den dey
tuck'n make dey 'greements.

"Brer Fox wuz ter s'ply de waggin un team, un he promise dat he gwine
ter ketch he fammerly un tie um hard un fast wid a red twine string.
Brer Rabbit he say, sezee, dat he gwine ter ketch he fammerly un tie um
all, un meet Brer Fox at de fork er de road.

"Sho' 'nuff, soon in de mawnin', w'en Brer Fox draw up wid he waggin, he
holler 'Wo!' un Brer Rabbit he tuck'n holler back, 'Wo yo'se'f!' un den
Brer Fox know dey 'uz all dar. Brer Fox, he tuck'n sot up on de seat, un
all er he fammerly, dey wuz a-layin' under de seat. Brer Rabbit, he
tuck'n put all he fammerly in de behime een' er de waggin, un he say,
sezee, dat he 'speck he better set back dar twel dey git sorter usen ter
dey surrounderlings, un den Brer Fox crack he whip, un off dey wen' toze
town. Brer Fox, he holler ev'y once in a w'ile, sezee:

"'No noddin' back dar, Brer Rabbit!'

"Brer Rabbit he holler back, sezee:

"'Brer Fox, you miss de ruts en de rocks, un I'll miss de noddin'.'

"But all dat time, bless yo' soul! Brer Rabbit wuz settin' dar ontyin'
he ole 'oman un he childun, w'ich dey wuz sev'm uv um. W'en he git um
all ontie, Brer Rabbit, he tuck'n h'ist hisse'f on de seat 'long er Brer
Fox, un dey sot dar un talk un laugh 'bout de all-sorts er times dey
gwine ter have w'en dey git de co'n meal. Brer Fox sez, sezee, he gwine
ter bake hoecake; Brer Rabbit sez, sezee, he gwine ter make ashcake.

"Des 'bout dis time one er Brer Rabbit's childun raise hisse'f up easy
un hop out de waggin. Miss Fox, she sing out:

"'_One frun sev'm
Don't leave 'lev'm._'

"Brer Fox hunch he ole 'oman wid he foot fer ter make 'er keep still.
Bimeby