ow, tinks Seeunkie, as he
looks at his daddy, but he never lets on yust yet.

"Oom Ratel gets de knife open 'fore de sticky feelin' strikes him. Den
he looks down at de blade an' de joints of it an' den he looks up at
young Seeunkie an' de cheeks of him, an'--well, he gets up an' grabs dat
young burgher by de scruff. `So it's you bin steal all dat honey, is
it?' ses he. `Yust what I t'ought a'ready.'

"`Dere you is agen,' shouts de ole fool mammy. `Blamin' him 'fore you
knows if it's true or not. You ain't ask him what he's got to say.'

"`Dere ain't no need for any say in it,' ses ole daddy. `Dere's de
honey on his knife to do all de sayin'.'

"`But dat ain't honey at all;' ses Seeunkie, bold as brass now his
mammy's up. `Dat's yust sweet honey-gum. I found a tree o' sweet gum
yestiday down by de spruit.'

"`Sweet gum!' ses Oom Ratel. `I's lived a bit longer an' seen a bit mo'
dan you, Seeunkie, but I ain't never seen any sweet gum tree nor heerd
o' one yet.'

"`Well, you's seen an' heerd o' sweet gum now,' snaps dat ole fool
mammy; `an' dat on'y shows how much smarter he is dan you. You let him
go, an' he'll show you de tree a' right enough.'

"`Yes, I will,' ses Seeunkie, as sa'cy as a new ticky.

"`Right den,' ses de ole daddy. `I's yust a-goin' round de koppie now,
an' as soon as I'm back you'll ha' to show me dis sweet gum tree, or
else I'll knock some gum out o' you.'

"So off goes Oom Ratel round de koppie, an' den young Seeunkie looks at
his mammy, an' his mammy looks at him. `What'll you do now, Seeunkie?'
ses she.

"`Go an' show him de tree,' ses Seeunkie. `You lend me anoder knife
now, an' you'll see.'

"Well, she lend him dis knife, an' off he pops an' down to de spruit.
Dere he pick out a nice young t'orn tree standin' by itself, one dat
hain't got many gum cracks on it, an' he set to work like billy-o to
scrape off every bit o' dat gum an' leave de spots bare. An' when he
couldn't see not de glisten o' one speck left, den he goes back home an'
waits for de ole daddy.

"Well, an' here comes in Oom Ratel. `Ready to show me dat tree now?'
ses he.

"`I is,' ses Seeunkie. `Come dis way an' I'll show you.'

"So off dey pops an' comes to de tree. `Dat's de tree, daddy,' ses
Seeunkie. `See how clean I scraped it till dere ain't none left, it was
dat good.'

"Oom Ratel he look at de tree an' he see de bare spots, an' he try to
scrape de cracks wid his nails to taste it. But y