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A STORY ABOUT THE LITTLE RABBITS. 109" 'Take yo' toofies en gnyaw it,Take yo' toofies en saw it,Saw it en yoke it,En den you kin broke it.'" Den de little Rabbits, dey git mighty glad, endey gnyawed de cane mos' 'fo' ole Brer Fox could githis legs oncrosst, en w'en dey kyard 'im de cane, BrerFox, he sot dar en study how he gwineter make somemo' skuse fer nabbin' un um, en bimeby he git up engit down de sifter w'at wuz hangin' on de wall, enholler out :" 'Come yer, Rabs ! Take dish yer sifter, en rundown't de spring en fetch me some fresh water.'" De little Rabbits, dey run down't de spring, entry ter dip up de water wid de sifter,but co'se hit allrun out, en hit keep on runnin' out, twell bimeby delittle Rabbits sot down en 'gun ter cry. Den de littlebird settin' up in de tree he begin fer ter sing, en dishyer's de song w'at he sing :" 'Sifter hole water same ez a tray,Ef youfill it wid moss en dob it wid clay ;De Fox git madder de longer you stayFill it wid moss en dob it wid clay.'" Up dey jump, de little Rabbits did, en dey fix desifter so 'twon't leak, en den dey kyar de water ter oleBrer Fox. Den Brer Fox he git mighty mad, enp'int out a great big stick er wood, en tell de littleRabbits fer ter put dat on de fier. De little chaps deygot 'roun' de wood, dey did, en dey lif at it so hard