“Dish yer kinder freshness in de a’r w’at make yo’ breff smoke w’en you blow it outen yo’ mouf,” continued Uncle Remus, “puts me in de min’ er de time w’en Brer Polecat wuz a-huntin’ fer a new house. De wedder wuz gittin’ kinder shivery, en Brer Polecat he sot out ter fin’ a good warm place whar he kin stay w’en de freeze come on.
“He mozey ’long, Brer Polecat did, twel he come ter Brer Rattlesnake house, w’ich it wuz in a holler tree. Brer Polecat knock at de do’. Brer Rattlesnake ’low, ‘Who dat?’
“Brer Polecat ’spon’, ‘Hit’s me; open de do’.’
“Brer Rattlesnake say, ‘W’at you want?’
“Brer Polecat say, ‘Hit mighty cool out yer.’
“Brer Rattlesnake ’low, ‘Dat w’at I year folks say.’
“Brer Polecat up en ’spon’, sezee, ‘Hit too col’ fer ter stan’ out yer.’
“‘Dat w’at I year tell,’ says Brer Rattlesnake, sezee.
“‘I wanter come in dar whar hit’s warm,’ says Brer Polecat, sezee.
“Brer Rattlesnake ’low dat two in dat house would be a big crowd.