Brer Fox, he up, he did, en holler Bookay, en de cow flung
'er mouf wide open. Sho nuff, in dey jump, en w'en dey got dar,
Brer Fox, he say, sezee:
"'You kin cut mos' ennywheres, Brer Rabbit, but don't cut 'roun'
de haslett,' sezee.
"'Den Brer Rabbit, he holler back, he did: I'm a gitten me out a
roas'n-piece,' sezee.
"'Roas'n, er bakin', er fryin',' sez Brer Fox, sezee, 'don't git
too nigh de haslett,' sezee.
"Dey cut en dey kyarved, en dey kyarved en dey cut, en w'iles dey
wuz cuttin' en kyarvin', en slashin' 'way, Brer Rabbit, he tuck'n
hacked inter de haslett, en wid dat down fell de cow dead.
"'Now, den,' sez Brer Fox, 'we er gone, sho,' sezee.
"'W'at we gwine do?' sez Brer Rabbit, sezee.
"'I'll git in de maul,' sez Brer Fox, 'en you'll jump in de
gall,' sezee.
"Nex' mawnin' yer cum de man w'at de cow b'long ter, and he ax
who kill Bookay. Nobody don't say nuthin'. Den de man say he'll
cut 'er open en see, en den he whirl in, en twan't no time 'fo'
he had 'er intruls spread out. Brer Rabbit, he crope out'n de
gall, en say, sezee:
"'Mister Man! Oh, Mister Man! I'll tell you who kill yo' cow. You
look in de maul, en dar you'll fine 'im,' sezee.
"Wid dat de man tuck a stick and lam down on de maul so hard dat
he kill Brer Fox stone-dead.
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