fine-yo'-brudder! Dar-you'll-fine-yo'-brudder!'

"Sho nuff, Brer Fox look over de bank, he did, en dar wuz n'er
Fox lookin' at 'im outer de water. Den he retch out fer ter shake
han's, en in he went, heels over head, en Brer Tarrypin bubble
out:

"'I-doom-er-ker-kum-mer-ker!"'

"Was the Fox drowned, Uncle Remus?" asked the little boy.

"He weren't zackly drowndid, honey," replied the old man, With an
air of cautious reserve. "He did manage fer ter scramble out, but
a little mo' en de Mud Turkle would er got 'im, en den he'd er
bin made hash un worl' widout een'."


XV. MR. FOX GOES A-HUNTING, BUT MR. RABBIT BAGS THE GAME

"ATTER Brer Fox hear 'bout how Brer Rabbit done Brer Wolf,"
said Uncle Remus, scratching his head with the point of his awl,
'he 'low, he did, dat he better not be so brash, en he sorter let
Brer Rabbit 'lone. Dey wuz all time seein' one nudder, en
'bunnunce er times Brer Fox could er nab Brer Rabbit, but eve'y
time he got de chance, his mine 'ud sorter rezume 'bout Brer
Wolf, en he let Brer Rabbit 'lone. Bimeby dey 'gun ter git kinder
familious wid wunner nudder like dey useter, en it got so Brer
Fox'd call on Brer Rabbit, en dey'd set up en smoke der pipes,
dey would, like no ha'sh feelin's 'd ever rested 'twixt um.