Publisher's Synopsis
Brer Fox, he 'low he'll gi' a pot er gol', suh, Ter de man what kin tol Brer Rabbit off, suh; Brer Buzzard say, "I'm a-gittin' ol', suh, But I'll try my han," an' den he cough, suh. An' de rest un um bowed dere thanks. Now, ol' Brer B'ar wuz a-settin' in de cheer, suh, So he stand up an' move a motion; He up an' 'low, "Le's erso'v right here, suh, Fer ter thank Brer Buzzard whiles we're in de notion, An' not put it off ter some yuther day." An' den dey had it up an' down, suh, 'Sputin' 'bout what dey oughter do, Some wanter gi' 'im a flower crown, suh, Ef he rid Brer Rabbit up dar in de blue, An' drap 'im when he got half-way. [Illustration] Dey sont a runner atter ol' Brer Rabbit Ter ax 'im ter call an' 'ten' de convention; But ol' frien' Wobble-nose had a quare habit Er knowin' a thing befo' it wuz mention', An he come 'fo' he got de word.
