The Bureau of Dreams to be Continued by Edward Drobinski - HTML preview

The Bureau of Dreams to be Continued

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The Return of Uncle Remus

An’ B’rer Rabbit looked in on ’im fer ter see what mought be done fer im. Now, ter look at de paw what de brier wuz stuck in, B’rer Rabbit hatter go monstus close ter King Lion’s mouf, which wuz spang full er blood red tongue an’ shiny tushes, an’ he ain’t like dat kinder business nohow. Eve’y time B’rer Rabbit ’ud feel de hot breff er King Lion blowin’ on ’im, he’d flinch an’ swink up, an’ when ol’ King Lion gaped, B’rer Rabbit like ter fainted dead away. But he fumble ’roun’ an’ stayed dar de best he kin, an’ fix up de paw wid some kinder soothin’ salve fer ter draw de infermation out, an’ den he say his so-long.

“When he come outen King Lion’s house, he tuck notice dat uv all de creeturs waitin’ der turn fer ter go in, B’rer Fox wa’n’t dar. He up an’ ax, he did, ‘Whar ‘B’rer Fox?’ Nobody make answer. Den B’rer Rabbit holla out, loud ez what he kin; ‘Is anybody seed B’rer Fox?’ Dey shuck der heads, one an’ all; nobody ain’t seed im. Den B’rer Rabbit he poled off down de big road. Soon ez he got out’n sight er de crowd, he sot down by de side er de road an’ had a laughin’ spell dat lasted fer de longest. Mo’ dan once he made a motion like he gwineter git up fum dar an’ go on whar he gwine, but ’fo’ he got on his feet good, de giggles’d git de better un ’im, an’ he’d hatter set down ag’in.