Project 1655	FOLKLORE	I
Genevieve W. Chandler
Georgetown County, S. C.	p~.ge b




UNCLE SABE RUTLEDGE

(EXasSL&VE STORY )


	n t Well, Buh Rabbit, here I 151 You hang you coat on n~ feeti‘

	ft Buh Rabbit have to pay the betS ( I don ‚ t member what the bet was). So Buh E~tridge was the onliest one I ever hear bout could get the best of Buh RabbitS

	I, When Father and Mudder tell them story we chullun noddin ‚ 5 Some cackle out and all jump up and go back to picking out cotton seedS

	N There is another one bout Buh Bear. They goes out n~ head. I‘ll think them Eiuh Rabbit up fore you come back MiesueS‘

	And Uncle Sabe, ~ho ~.s sitting on the ‘J.~OK OUT‘ at the Flo~l Beach Fishery, continued to let hie e~rea play all over the sea like searchlights, ready to wave the black flag and n*x~ch down toward the fishery holding it aloft keeping himself in a line with the fish if fish were sighted. Since ~ay before what he called ‘the big war‘ he and hie people have eaten mullet and rice for the three fall months. Eis home w..s visited before Uncle Sabi was located and children and grandsschuldr.n, wife, sister and neighbors were found seated and standing all over the kitchen floor and piazza flôor and steps ~ each one with a generous tin plate of ries and fresh, brown, hot ‘spot‘ ~ a fish not Ô valuable in susr but choice in fall and winter. Two hounds and a large oat worked around among the feastirs for their ~ell chewed bones.