The Russellville Democrat., 1892-08-04

0fE2 Ek~LB4G 2ArA W A&A 4L tkr name CT goodness do Brer Bar do wid bag of ashes, en ole Miss B ar laugh en say she dunuer what on top side CT yer2h he do wid nm, bat she speck hits des one CT his no runs
 lsOie Miss Bar work CT fan fwel it fair tlutter, en she low, goodness knows. dat ole bag er ashes Is done causin' me no trouble dan t wuth- But you know how men folks Is, Brer Rabbit, dey' ! havs der way ef it s de las ac What my ole man want wid bag CT ashes evey y morn in is no n l kin tell you, but have um he viii, spite er al creation. Dey got ter be Tt dar by de chimbley corner so he can get um when he start ter work
 sBrer Rabbit say, 'Wbar Brer Bar nowf l ain't hear him in dar
 sOle Miss E ar laughed twsl she bent oyer. She low, You ain gwine ter hear i'm, nuther, Brer Rabbit, less yer happen ter hear in sno'. Sleep l ain'f never IS see nobody what kin sleep like my ole man. He ain't take time ter eat, for he's ready fer de bed, en he mo strike de bed, 'fo' he's soun' CT sleep. I laugh, en den tel i'm it's mighty blassin' fer in dat l ain't know what sleepy head he Is fo' l married i'm. !"
 The little boy wanted to laugh, but the gravity with which Uncle Remug narrated this conversation warned him that his rniIth would be Ill n-timed. The old man made no pause.
 Wid dat, Brer Rabbit say he better be gwine, en he tip ole Miss E ar a bow en wish CT mighty vel. He went of little piece, he did, en sot down by de road, en twis' his mustaches, en study bout dat bag CT ashes. He ax hisse'f WIZ ole Miss Bar tryin' fer ter feeoi i'm, en he get 30 pester'd dat he ain't know what ter do.
 After So long er time, he slipped back ter Brer B ar s house, ,en sho huff dar wuz de bag CT ashes in de chim- bley corner, en inside de house he could hear Brer Bar snorin' away like somebody sawin' gourds Brer Rabbit make up his min dat he'd sorter han 'roun en see wnar Brer E ar 20 ter So soon in de mornin so he caper 'roun' in de grass one half de night, en played wid de lightnin' bugs tudder half.
 s'TTnae de chickens 'gunter crow for day Brer Bar wuz up en stir rim ca by de time 'twuz light good, he'd done slung de bag CT ashes cross his shoulder, en wuz a-makin' fer de woods. Brer Rabbit try ter keep up, but he skeer'd ter get too close. en fus news he know Brer B ar done make his disappearance. When dat happen dey amt muffin nor for Brer Rabbit ter do but ter 20 home en dream bout what de name CT goodness Brer Bar gwine to do wid dat bag CT ashes.
 ''De nex' night Brer Rabbit played 'roun' en run alter hghtnin' bugs twel everything got still al Brer E ar's house, en den he went ter look fer de bag CT ashes. Sho huff, dar 'twuz same bag III de same chimbley corner. Brer Rabbit felt de def un it, en 1t seem like ter him dat dey wuz bout bushel CT ashes in dar. Den he grab holt CT one corner CT Ce bag en tore CT hole in it. Some CT de ashes got up Brer Rabbits nose, en he fin it out he 'bleedze ter sneeze. He hol' ln long ez he kin, en make a break fer ter git ca fur from de house ez be kin 'fo' de sneeze come. He helt his breff, he did, long ez can, en when de sneeze did bust aloose, genter- mems, he turned a pair somersets backwards, sn dey wuz sich splut- terin' dat de quincy hens got ter hollin en de chickens ter caeklin' en ole Brer Rabbit tuck his foot in his han en lit out rum dar.
 Well, suh, nex' mornin' Brer Rabbit got up some sooner dan he in de habits CT doin', en he went round by Brer Bars house. He went 'roun' de same way whar he see Brer Bar go de mornin' 'af' dat, en he ain't gone fur twel he sec whar de ashes been spillin' outen de bag. Dat what he made de hole in de bag fur. Eve'y time Brer B ar take step he'd kind jolt de ashes out. Brer Rabbit, he follow de track CT de ashes. He follower d long, he did, up hill CD down, thoo 1 bushes CD thoo briers, 'twel bimeby 1 he come pun Brer Bar, en what you reckon dat creetur wuz a. doin'
 Uncle Remus paused as if he ex pected the youngster t0 give him an answer. Receiving none he went 1 on:
 "Well, suh, he wan doin' nothin in de roun' worl but eatin honey. ! Pyo honey Eatin' honey en chew in de comb Des de natehul start naked bee -joooei When Brer Rab- 4 bit see dat, he liked ter tainted. He flung both hans up en fell down on der groun like he dead. De sight skeer i'm.
 "Why, there wasn't anything to