Annancy leave, an' come where Wheeler is, an' keep himself very quiet, an' presently Peafowl was passing.
An' Annancy call upon him say:—"Bro'er Peafowl, a living is here for me an' you."
An' Peafowl ask him what is it.
An' he take Peafowl an' carry him where Wheeler is, and he says:—"Bro'er Peafowl, you see that hole. As you hand is so long, don't be afraid, just shub you hand in there now an' you will find something grand."
An' as Peafowl shub in him hand Wheeler hold him.
An' Annancy tell him that he must pull.
An' when him pull he couldn' get 'way.
An' Mr. Annancy feel very proud an' happy till he laugh with joy in his heart.
An' when him done laugh him tell Peafowl to say:—"Who hold me here?"
An' Wheeler say:—"Me, Wheeler."