"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 yit.'
"Brer Rabbit he pile on mo' trash, en holler back:—
"'Don't be in no hurry, Brer Wolf; you'll see it en tas'e it too.'
"Fier burn en burn, wood pop like pistol. Brer Wolf, he holler: