The Douglas independent. [volume] (Roseburg, Or.) 187?-1885, 1884-02-23
"BRER" RABBITS SAN
ITY TEST.

Uncle Remus," said the child, "do
You reckon Brother Rabbit really mar
ried the young lady?1
"Bless yo' soul honey" responded
the old man, with sigh, chit b1ongs
ter Brer Jack fer Ter tell you dat.
Taint none er my tale"
Wasn't that the tale you started to
tell?"
who? Me? Shoot I amt 'sputin'
but wat Brer Jacks tale des ez purity ez
dey er any needs fer, yet faint none er
my tale"
At this the little boy laid bis hand
upon Uncle Remus' knee and waited.
Now, den.@ said The old man, with
an air of considerable Importance, "we
er got to go way back behind dish yer
yallergater doin's wat Brer Jack bin
mixin' us up wild. Ef makes no mis-
take wild my 'membrance, de place
wharbouts I left off wuz whar Brer
Rabbit had SO many 'pintments fer to
keep out de way ter creeturs dat he
gun ter feel monstus humbyfed. Let
um be v dey will, you git folks in
close place ef you wanter see um shed
der proudness. Dey beg more samer
dan niger wen de patterrollers
ketch i'm. Brer Rabbit amt do no
begin kaze dey amt kotch; yet dey
come SO nigh it, he gun to feel he
weakness.
Gwen Brer Rabbit feel dis a way, do
he set down fiat er de groun' en- let de
ter creeturs rush up en- grab 'em? He
mout do it deZe days, kase time done
change; but in dem days he des tuck n
sot up wild hissef en- study bout wat he
gwine do. He study en- study, en- las
he UP n tell he ole oman, he did, dat
| he gwine on a journey. Wild dat, ole
Miss Rabbit, she tuck n fry i'm up a
rasher er bacon, en- bake i'm pone er
bread. Brer Rabbit tied dis up in q
bag en- tuck down he walkin' cane en-
| put out"
Where was he going, Uncle Remus?"
asked the little boy.
"Lemme lone, honey! Lemme sorter
| git hit up, like. De trail mighty cole
long yer, sho; kase dish yer tale ain't
come 'cross my min not sence yo'
gran'pa fotch us all out er Ferginny. en-
dat's monstus long time ago.
"He put out, Brer Rabbit did, fer ter
see ole Nanny -Bammy Big Money"
dat uz dat ole witch rabbit," re-
marked Aunt Tempy, complacently.
'Yasser," continued Uncle Remus,
"de ve'y same ole creetur wat I done
tell you bout wen Brer Rabbit los he
foot. He put out. he did, en- after 30
long time he git dar. He take time
fer to ketch he win, en- den he sorter
shake hisself up en- rustic round in de
grass. Bimeby he holler:
Mammy-Bammy, Big Money! Oh,
Nanny -Bammy Big-Moneyl I jour
neyed fur; I journeyed fas'; I glad I
foun' de place at las"
"Great big black smoke rise up out
er de groun,' en- ole Nanny Bammy
Big Money low:
"'Wharfo', Son Riley Rabbit, Riley i?
Son Rabbit Riley, wharfo'?'
"Wid dat" continued Uncle Remus,
dropping the sing-song tone by means
of which he managed to impart curl
Gus dignity and stateliness to the dia-
logue between Brother Rabbit and
Nanny -Bammy Big gMoney-"W Wild dat
Brer Babbit up n tell 'er, he did, bout
how he fear'd he losin the use er he
min, kaze he done come ter dat pass
dat he amt kin fool de yather creeturs
no mo-. en- dey push i'm SO closte twell
twont be long fo' dey i'll get i'm. De
ole witch-rabbit she sot dar, she did,
en- suck in black smoke en- puff it out
gin, twell yer can't see nothin' tall
but 'er great big eyeballs en- 'er great
big years. After vile she low:
"Dar sets q squer1 in dat tree, Son
Riley; go fetch dat squer1 straight ter
me, Son Riley Rabbit, Riley
"Brer Rabbit sorter study, en- den he
low, he did:
I amt got much sence lef', yet ef
can't coax dat chap down from dar,
den hits kase I done got some zeeze
witch it make me fbble in de min, :
sezee.
/ "Wid dat, Brer Rabbit tuck n empty
de provender out n de bag en- got m
two rocks, en- put de bag over he head
en- sot down und' de tree whar de
squer1 is. He wait little vile en- den
he clap the rocks tergedder-blipl
i "Squer1 he holler, Hey
i "Brer Rabbit wait little, en- den he
tuck n slap de rocks tergedder-blapl
' "Squer1 he run down de tree little
bit en- holler, 'Heyop
"Brer Rabbit amt sayin' nothin'. BE
des pop de rocks tergedder-blopl
"Squer1, he comes down little fur
der, he did, en- holler, Who dat?
sBiggidy Dick Big-Bagp
!, What you doin' dar p
'Crackin' hick'y nuts
'Tooby sha, Miss Bunny Bushtail
come git in de bag
), Miss Bunny Bushtail hang back,
continued Uncle Remus, chuckling
"but de long en- de short I'm it wus dat
she got in de bag, en- Brer Rabbit he
tuck n kyar'd 'er ter old Nanny.
Bammy Big Money. De old witchrab-
bit, she tuck'n tu'n de squerT a-loose, en-
low:
: Oar lies snake In 'mungs' de
grass, Son Riley; go fetch i'm yer, en-
be right fas', Son Riley Rabbit, Riley.
'Brer Rabbit look 'roun,' en- sho 'nuh
dar lay de bigges' kinder rattlesnake, eli
guile up ready fer business. Brel
Rabbit scratch he year wild he behine
!, leg, en- study. Yit after vile he go of
, in de bushes, he did, en- cut i'm young
vine, en- he fix i'm slip-knot. Den he
J come back. Snake 'perienuy look LAX
he sleep. Brer Rabbit AK i'm how he
J come on. Snake amt say nothin'. but
he guile up little tighter, en- he tongue
,, run ont lax it bin had grease on it
Mouf shot, yet de tongue slick out en-
slick back TO a sheep kin shake he tail
Brer Rabbit, he low, he did:
Law, Mr.. Snake, I mighty glad ]
. come cross you, sezee. ME. an ole
Jedge Bar bin bavin' terrible 'spute
bout how long you is. We bofe gree
dat you look mighty purity wen you el
layin' stretch out full lenk in de sun
but Jedge Bar, he low you amt but
{ thee foot long ef no mo- sezee En-