Brer Rabbit, he make like he in a wuss fix'n Brer
Buzzard, en he mope 'roun', he did, like he fear'd dey gwineter
sell 'im out.
"Brer Buzzard, he ain't sayin' nuthin', but he keep up a monstus
thinkin', en one day he come 'long en holler en tell Brer Rabbit
dat he done fine rich gol'-mine des 'cross de river.
"'You come en go longer me, Brer Rabbit,' sez Brer Tukkey
Buzzard, sezee. 'Ill scratch en you kin grabble, en 'tween de two
un us we'll make short wuk er dat gol'-mine,' sezee.
"Brer Rabbit, he wuz high up fer de job, but he study en study,
he did, how he gwineter git 'cross de water, kaze ev'y time he
git his foot wet all de fambly kotch col'. Den he up'n ax Brer
Buzzard how he gwine do, en Brer Buzzard he up'n say dat he kyar
Brer Rabbit 'cross, en wid dat ole Brer Buzzard, he squot down,
he did, en spread his wings, en Brer Rabbit, he mounted, en up
dey riz." There was a pause.
"What did the Buzzard do then?" asked the little boy.
"Dey riz," continued Uncle Remus, "en w'en dey lit, dey lit in de
top er de highest sorter pine, en de pine w'at dey lit in wuz
growin' on er ilun, en de ilun wuz in de middle er de river, wid
de deep water runnin' all 'roun'. Dey ain't mo'n lit 'fo' Brer
Rabbit, he know w'ich way de win' 'uz blowin', en by de time ole
Brer Buzzard got hisse'f balance on a lim', Brer Rabbit, he up'n
say, sezee:
"'W'iles we er res'n here, Brer Buzzard, en bein's you bin so
good, I got sump'n fer ter tell you,' sezee.
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