"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 un
somebody sets it a-fier, dat de nat'al honey des oozles out uv it, un
mor'n dat, atter you git de honey all over you, 't aint 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 un dar, un Brer Rabbit say dat
des de kinder man w'at he bin huntin' fer. Dey took deyse'f off un '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 un 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, un Brer Rabbit stuff de hole full er dry
leaves un trash, un den he got 'im a chunk er fier un totch 'er off. She
smoked un smoked, un den she bust out in a blaze. Brer Rabbit, he pile
up rocks, un brush, un sticks, so Brer Wolf can't git out. Terreckly
Brer Wolf holler:

"'Gittin' mighty hot, Brer Rabbit! I aint see no honey yit.'

"Brer Rabbit he pile on mo' trash, un holler back:

"'Don't be in no hurry, Brer Wolf; you'll see it un tas'e it too.'

"Fier burn un burn, wood pop like pistol. Brer Wolf, he holler:

"'Gittin' hotter un hotter, Brer Rabbit. No honey come yit.'

"'Hol' still, Brer Wolf, hit'll come.'

"'Gimme a'r, Brer Rabbit; I'm a-chokin'.'

"'Fresh a'r make honey sour. Des hol' still, Brer Wolf!'

"'_Ow!_ she gittin' hotter en hotter, Brer Rabbit!'

"'Des hol' right still, Brer Wolf; mos' time fer de honey!'

"'_Ow! ow!_ I'm a-burnin', Brer Rabbit!'

"'Wait fer de honey, Brer Wolf.'

"'I can't stan' it, Brer Rabbit.'

"'Stan' it like I did, Brer Wolf.'

"Brer Rabbit he pile on de trash un de leaves. He say:

"'I'll gin you honey, Brer Wolf; de same kinder honey you wanted ter
gimme.'

"Un it seem like ter me," said Aunt Tempy, pleased at the interest the
little boy had shown, "dat it done Brer Wolf des right."

LII

BROTHER RABBIT OUTDOES MR. MAN

The little boy had heard Uncle Remus lamenting that his candle was
get