“Mawnin’, Brer Dawg,” he says kinder chippy like. “Ready to git yo’ voice sweetened?”
“Sholy, sholy, Brer Rabbit. Let’s we all hurry about it. I wants tuh serenade Miss Nancy from de piney woods tuh night.”
“Well, den, open yo’ mouf and poke out yo’ tongue,” says the rabbit.
No sooner did Mr. Dog poke out his tongue than Mr. Rabbit split it with a knife and ran for all he was worth to a hollow stump and hid hisself.
The dog has been mad at the rabbit ever since.
Anybody who don’t believe it happened, just look at the dog’s tongue and he can see for himself where the rabbit slit it right up the middle.
Stepped on a tin, mah story ends.
Transcriber’s Notes
New original cover art included with this eBook is granted to the public domain.
Perceived punctuation errors have been silently corrected.