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I'llMR. FOX IS AGAIN VICTIMIZED. 35" 'Drive 'im'out, den,' sez Mr. Buzzard, sezee, ensee dat Brer Tukkey Buzzard gits 'im,' sezee." Den Brer Rabbit kick up a racket, like he wer'drivin' sura pin' out, en Mr. Buzzard he rush 'roun' ferter ketch de squir'l, en Brer Rabbit,he dash out, hedid, en he des fly ferhome."At this point Un-Remus took onecleof the teacakes,heldhis head back, opened his mouth, dropped the cake inwith a sudden motion, looked at the littleboy with anexpression of astonishment, and then closed his eyes,and begun to chew, mumbling as an accompanimentthe plaintive tune of " Don't you Grieve atter Me."The seance was over ; but, before the little boywent into the "big house," Uncle Remus laid hisrough hand tenderly on the child's shoulder, and remarked,in a confidential tone :