eighborhoods."

Uncle Remus smiled a knowing smile as he filled his pipe, but Aunt Tempy
continued with great seriousness:--

"One time atter dat, Brer Wolf, he took'n pay a call down ter Miss
Meadows, en w'en he git dar en see Brer Rabbit settin' up side uv one er
de gals, he like to 'a' fainted, dat he did. He 'uz dat 'stonish'd dat
he look right down-hearted all endurin' uv de party.

"Brer Rabbit, he bow'd his howdies ter Brer Wolf un shuck han's 'long
wid 'im, des like nothin' ain't never happen 'twixt 'um, en he up'n
say:--

"'Ah-law, Brer Wolf! Youer much mo' my fr'en' dan you ever 'speckted ter
be, en you kin des count on me right straight 'long.'

"Brer Wolf say he feel sorter dat a-way hisse'f, en he ax Brer Rabbit
w'at make 'im change his min' so quick.

"'Bless you, Brer Wolf, I had needs ter change it,' sez Brer Rabbit,
sezee.

"Brer Wolf, he ax 'im how come.

"'All about bein' burnt up in a holler log, Brer Wolf, en w'en you gits
time I wish you be so good ez ter bu'n me up some mo',' sez Brer Rabbit,
sezee.

"Brer Wolf, he ax 'im how so. Brer Rabbit say:--

"'I'm fear'd ter tell you, Brer Wolf, 'kaze I don't want de news ter git
out.'

"Brer Wolf vow he won't tell nobody on de top side er de worl'. Brer
Rabbit say:--

"I done fin' out, Brer Wolf, dat w'en you git in a holler tree en
somebody sets it a-fier, dat de nat'al honey des oozles out uv it, en
mor'n dat, atter you git de honey all over you, 't ain't no use ter try
ter burn you up, 'kaze de honey will puzzuv you. Don't 'ny me dis favor,
Brer Wolf, 'kaze I done pick me out a n'er holler tree,' sez Brer
Rabbit, sezee.

"Brer Wolf, he wanter put right out den en dar, en Brer Rabbit say dat
des de kinder man w'at he bin huntin' fer. Dey took deyse'f off en 't
wa'n't long 'fo' dey came ter de tree w'at Brer Rabbit say he done pick
out. W'en dey git dar, Brer Wolf, he so greedy fer ter git a tas'e er de
honey dat he beg en beg Brer Rabbit fer ter let 'im git in de holler.
Brer Rabbit, he hol' back, but Brer Wolf beg so hard dat Brer Rabbit
'gree ter let 'im git in de holler.

"Brer Wolf, he got in, he did, en Brer Rabbit stuff de hole full er dry
leaves en trash, en den he got 'im a chunk er fier en totch 'er off. She
smoked en smoked, en den she bust out in a blaze. Brer Rabbit, he pile
up rocks, en brush, en sticks, so Brer Wolf can't git out. Terreckly
Brer Wolf holler:--

"'Gittin' mighty hot, Brer Rabbit! I ain't see no honey yi