“Den Mr. Rabbit raise hisse’f on his elbow an’ look at Mr. Beaver. He soun’ asleep, an’ he keep on a snorin’. Mr. Rabbit got up easy, an’ slipped roun’ an’ got ’im a great big piece er bark, an’ den he slip back ter de fier an’ run de piece er bark un’ de hot embers des like it wuz a shovel. He flung um up in de air, he did, an’ holler out:
“‘Run fer de water, Brer Beaver! run fer de water! It’s a rainin’ hot embers! Run, Brer Beaver! run!’
“De hot embers drapped on Mr. Beaver, an’ he scuffled ’bout mightily. Time Mr. Rabbit hollered, he flung an’er shower er embers on ’im, an’ Mr. Beaver gun one loud squall an’ splunged inter de water head over heels. Mr. Rabbit grab de fine overcoat an’ run down de bank twel he come ter whar dey wuz a canoe, an’ he got in dat an’ went cross, an’ den he put out ter whar de creeturs gwine ter hol’ der big meetin’. Des ’fo’ he got dar, he put on de overcoat, an’ he ain’t do it none too soon, nudder, kaze some un um had done got so unpatient ’long er waitin’ fer Mr. Beaver dat dey went out on de road a little fer ter meet ’im.
“De overcoat wuz lots too big fer Mr. Rabbit, but it bin sech a long time sence de creeturs had seed Mr. Beaver dat it look all right ter dem, an’ so dey gallanted Mr. Rabbit ter de meetin’-place same like he wuz big man ez Mr. Beaver. Dey tuck ’im dar an’ gallanted ’im up on de flatform, an’ sot ’im down in de big cheer, an’ made ’im de boss er de meetin’. Mr. Rabbit ’gun ter speak an’ tell um he mighty much ’blige fer all deze favers, an’ ’bout dat time Mr. Fox ’low:
“‘Hey! Mr. Beaver done los’ his voice!’”
“Mr. Rabbit say he can’t have no talkin’, an’ he kep on wid his speech. Bimeby Mr. Wolf say: ‘Hey! Mr. Beaver bin sick, kaze his cloze ain’t fit ’im.’ Mr. Rabbit say he bleeze ter have order in de ’sembly, an’ he go on wid his speech. ’Twan’t long ’fo’ Mr. Fox jump an’ holler out:
“‘Hey! Mr. Beaver done bought ‘im some new years!’