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106 LEGENDS OF THE OLD PLANTATION.pine w'at dey lit in wuz growin' on er ilun, en de ilunwuz in de middle er de river, wid de deep waterrunnin' all 'roun'. Dey ain'tmo'n lit 'fo' Brer Kabbit, heknow w'ich way de win' 'uzblowin', en by de time ole BrerBuzzard got hisse'f ballunce ona lim', Brer Rabbit, heup'n say, sezee :" 'Wiles we er res'nhere, Brer Buzzard, enbein's you bin so good, Igot sump'n fer ter tell you,'sezee.'I got a gole-mine ermy own, one w'at I make myse'f,en I speck we better go back ter mine 'fo' webodder 'longer yone,' sezee." Den ole Brer Buzzard, he laff,he did, twel heshake, en Brer Rabbit, he sing out :" 'Hole on, Brer Buzzard ! Don't flop yo' wingsw'en you laff, kaze den ef you duz, sump'n 'ill drapfum up yer, enmy gole-mine won't do you no good,en needer will yone do me no good.'"But 'fo'dey got down fum dar,Brer Rabbitdone tole all 'bout de crap, en he hatter promus ferter 'vide fa'r en squar,So Brer Buzzard, he kyar 'imback, en Brer Rabbit he walk weak in de knees amont' atterwuds."