Brer Fox Meets Mister Trouble

Brer Rabbit met Brer Fox one morning on the big road.

"How are you, Brer Rabbit?" asked Brer Fox.

"I’m not feeling too good, Brer Fox," answered Brer Rabbit. "Trouble‘s been visiting me."

"What do you mean, Trouble? Who ‘s he, and what’s he like?" asked Brer Fox.

"Brer Fox, you mean you ‘ye never met Mister Trouble? Well, right over in that barn is where Mister Trouble stays."

Brer Fox crawled under the fence and went over to the barn. He stood up on his hind legs in front of the door and yelled as loud as he could, "Wahoo! Mister Trouble!"

And then Mister Trouble came bursting out of that barn door in the form of a passel of hound dogs such as Brer Fox had never seen in all his born days! Poor old Brer Fox hardly got two jumps ahead of those hounds before they were on top of him. He was a bobtailed fox from that day to this.

Brer Rabbit just stood there a-looking at poor old Brer Fox. And then he said solemnly "Never go looking for Trouble, Brer Fox. He‘ll find you soon enough."