Identifier: mrrabbitathomese00harr2 (find matches)
Title: Mr. Rabbit at home; a sequel to Little Mr. Thimblefinger and his queer country
Year: 1895 (1890s)
Authors: Harris, Joel Chandler, 1848-1908
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Publisher: Boston, New York, Houghton, Mifflin and Company

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y did so, there was a loud 274 MR. RABBIT AT HOME. thump in each stall and a yell of pain from bothrobbers. When they stooped to feel along theground, the coal-black sheep and the snow-whitegoat rushed at them, and gave each one a thumpthat nearly jarred the senses out of him. Therobbers rolled over with a howl, and the goatand the sheep thumped them again, and kept onthumping them. But at last the robbers managed to escape,though they made a pretty looking sight. Theirhats were lost, their clothes were torn andmuddy, their heads were bleeding, their eyeswere knocked black and blue, and they felt as ifthere was not a whole bone in their body. Theywere too frightened to talk, but finally theirvoices came to them. What was it hit you ? says one. I m blessed if I know/ says the other.6 What hit you ? 6 Something hard, says one. « < What did it look like ? Satan dressed in white, and he had his mauland wedge with him. What did yours looklike? Satan dressed in black, and he had all his
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AT LAST THE ROBBERS MANAGED TO ESCAPE THE NEW YORK DUBLIC LIBRA? ASTOR, LENOX 1 Til ? -IS - THE WHITE GOAT AND BLACK SHEEP. 275 horns and hoofs with him ; and I think he musthave struck me one or two licks with his forkedtail/ They went off to the nearest branch, andbathed themselves the best they could, but eventhe.n they made a sorry spectacle. Their headsand faces were still swollen, their eyes werenearly closed, and their clothes were split andripped from heel to collar. They did nt knowwhere to go. They knew that it would nt do togo back to the tavern and present themselvesamong the guests, for that would cast suspicionon their companions. Finally, they went outsidethe village, and hid themselves under a haystack,where they soon fell asleep, and would have sleptsoundly if their dreams had not been disturbedby visions of a black Satan and a white Satan,both armed with long, hard horns and sharphoofs. All this time, the father of the children,wobbly as he was, sat at the gaming-tab

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