"'How big is he, Brer Rabbit?'
"'He des 'bout yo' heft, Brer Fox.' Den Brer Rabbit make lak he talkin' wid hisse'f. 'Tut, tut, tut! Hit mighty funny dat I should run up on Cousin Wildcat in dis part er de worl'. Tooby sho', tooby sho'! Many en manys de time I see my ole Grandaddy kick en cuff Cousin Wildcat, twel I git sorry 'bout 'im. Ef you want any fun, Brer Fox, right now de time ter git it.'
"Brer Fox up'n ax, he did, how he gwine have any fun. Brer Rabbit, he 'low:
"'Easy 'nuff; des go en tackle ole Cousin Wildcat, en lam 'im 'roun'.'
"Brer Fox, he sorter scratch he year, en 'low:
"'Eh-eh, Brer Rabbit, I fear'd. He track too much lak Mr. Dog.'
"Brer Rabbit des set right flat down in de road, en holler en laugh. He 'low, sezee:
"'Shoo, Brer Fox! Who'd 'a' thunk you 'uz so skeery? Des come look at dish yer track right close. Is dey any sign er claw anywhar's?'
"Brer Fox bleedz ter 'gree dat dey wa'n't no sign er no claw. Brer Rabbit say:
"'Well, den, ef he aint got no claw, how he gwine ter hu't you, Brer Fox?'