“You see, de fox he mighty hongry all de time for rabbit meat; yit, at de same time, he ’fraid to buck up ’gainst a old rabbit, an’ he always pesterin’ after de young ones.
“Sonny Bunny Rabbit’ granny was sick, an’ Sonny Bunny Rabbit’ mammy want to send her a mess o’ sallet. She put it in a poke, an’ hang de poke round de little rabbit boy’s neck.
“‘whar you puttin’ out for? an’ who all is you
gwine see on t’ other side de hill?’” ax mr. fox
“‘Now, my son,’ she says, ‘you tote dis sallet to yo’ granny, an’ don’t stop to play wid none o’ dey critters in de Big Woods.’
“‘Yassum, mammy,’ say Sonny Bunny Rabbit.
“‘Don’t you pass de time o’ day wid no foxes,’ say Mammy Rabbit.
“‘Yassum, mammy,’ say Sonny Bunny Rabbit.
“Dest as he was passin’ some thick chinkapin bushes, up hop a big red fox an’ told him howdy.
“‘Howdy,’ say Sonny Bunny Rabbit. He ain’t study ’bout what his mammy tell him now. He ’bleege to stop an’ make a miration at bein’ noticed by sech a fine pusson as Mr. Fox. ‘Hit’s a fine day—an’ mighty growin’ weather, Mr. Fox.’