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THE SAD FATE OF ME. FOX. 171bit's ole 'oraan died furn eatin' some pizen-weed,n datBrer Kabbit married ole Miss Fox, en some say not.Some tells one tale en some tells nudder ;some say datfum dat time forrer'd de Rabbits en de Foxes makefrien's en stay so ;some say dey kep on quollin'. Hitlook like it mixt. Let dem tellyou w'at knows. Datw'at I years you gits it straight like I yeard it."byThere was a long pause, which was finally brokenthe old man :" Hit's 'gin de rules fer you ter be noddin' yer,honey. Bimeby you'll drap off en I'll hatter tote youup ter de big 'ouse. I hear dat baby cryin', en bimebyMiss Sally'll fly up en be a holler'n atter you."" Oh, I wasn't asleep," the"littleboy replied. Iwas just thinking.""Well, dat's diffunt," said the old man. " Efyou'll clime up on my back," he continued, speaking"softly, I speck I ain't too ole fer ter be yo' hoss fumyer ter de house. Many en many's de time dat I totedyo' Unk Jeems dat away, en Mars Jeems wuz heaviersot dan w'at you is."