er plenty 'roun' in dem neighborhoods 'fo' de sun go down.
He laugh 'way down und' de roof er he house, ole Brer Tarrypin did, en
den he hail Brer Rabbit:--

"'Heyo, Brer Rabbit! W'at you doin' 'way up in de elements lak dat?'

"'I'm a-sojourneyin' up yer fer ter res' myse'f, Brer Tarrypin. Drap up
en see me.'

"''Twix' you en me, Brer Rabbit, de drappin' 's all one way. S'posin'
you tu'n loose en come. Man live dat high up bleedz ter have wings. I
ain't no high-flyer myse'f. I fear'd ter shake han's wid you so fur off,
Brer Rabbit.'

"'Not so, Brer Tarrypin, not so. My sta'rcase is a mighty limbersome
one, en I'll des let it down ter you.'

"Wid dat, Brer Rabbit let down de plough-line.

"'Des ketch holt er dat, Brer Tarrypin,' sez Brer Rabbit, sezee, 'en up
you comes, _linktum sinktum binktum boo!_' sezee."

"What was that, Uncle Remus?" said the little boy, taking a serious view
of the statement.

"Creetur talk, honey--des creetur talk. Bless yo' soul, chile!" the old
man went on, with a laughable assumption of dignity, "ef you think I got
time fer ter stop right short off en stribbit[59] out all I knows, you er
mighty much mistaken--mighty much mistaken.

"Ole Brer Tarrypin know mighty well dat Brer Rabbit ain't got nothin'
'gin' 'im, yet he got sech a habit er lookin' out fer hisse'f dat he
tuck'n ketch de plough-line in he mouf, he did, en try de strenk un it.
Ole Brer Rabbit, he holler 'Swing on, Brer Tarrypin!' en Brer Tarrypin,
he tuck'n swung on, en 't wa'n't long 'fo' he 'uz settin' up dar side er
Brer Rabbit.

"But I wish ter goodness you'd 'a' bin dar," continued Uncle Remus, very
gracefully leaving it to be inferred that _he_ was there; "I wish ter
goodness you'd 'a' bin dar so you could er seed ole Brer Tarrypin w'iles
Brer Rabbit 'uz haulin' 'im up, wid he tail a-wigglin' en he legs all
spraddled out, en him a-whirlin' 'roun' en 'roun' en lookin' skeer'd.

"De t'er creeturs dey see Brer Tarrypin go up safe en soun', en dey see
de vittles passin' 'roun', en dey 'gun ter feel lak dey wanter see de
inside er Brer Rabbit steeple. Den Brer Wolf, he hail 'im:--

"'Heyo dar, Brer Rabbit! Youer lookin' mighty scrumptious way up dar!
How you come on?'

"Brer Rabbit, he look down, he did, en he see who 't is hollerin', en he
'spon':--

"'Po'ly, mighty po'ly, but I thank de Lord I'm able to eat my
'lowance.[60] Won't you drap up, Brer Wolf?'

"'Hit's a mighty clumsy journey fer ter make, Brer Rab