Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1905-07-15
At the Big House.
The Lazy Fox.


| Jarey said: II should think Mr.. Fox
would have been so mad at Molly Hare
| that he would never have spoken to her
/ again. Didn't he ever try to pay her
| back"
Deed dat he did, said Aunt Nancy.
| IAN he come mighty nigh dom hit too.
| Dish yer wuZ de way NV hit. One day he
wuz r'br hongry 'kase his brer Billy
| bin cleanin out all de hen-rooS'eS in dat
naberhoods 'twel dar wuZ no CHICKENS lef
| fer him; he KANT tell whar de mex meal
| err vittles gwfne come FUN. Las he say
| he gotter have sump'n ter stay hissef wild
an he blieve he lax mighty we'll ter have
! a hyar. But he wuz so mawtul lazy dat
| he ain wanter chase one down, kase W Ell
| de foxes chaSes de hyarS dey matter 90
| a pow full lot err runntn' befo' dey kin git
| EN- Fox he knowed dat; so he go walkla
| long thu de woods, schemin away ter his
SET an tryin' ter mex up plan ter ketch
| 81 hyar' widout chasin her. Oar some
way ter do hit. sho' ez I'm Twin SINNER.
an l gwine wu'k my thinker 'twel l nm
hit out. dat / is, sezee- m one desc
yer thinkin' men, sezee winkin- UP his eye
brows. an wen l puts my min on a
thing hits ez good ez done.
"Jes' den he come cross one'r dem pats
whar de hyar's use wen dey track up an
down thu de woods. an seZee, 'Heyo! yers
a hyar's run. I'll jes fSller dis UP an. see
wat 1 kin see. 1 boun Some er dem fool
creeturs gwine be long yer betwix daylight
ar dark huntln' fer vttles, er gwine down
roun' vistin'. l lay III fix up some scheme
ter ketch one EN-.
HE g'Iong moulin way ter hisse'f, an
all ter onct, In de middle er de pal ne seed
one'r dem ar holes full er mud Whar dey
calls slashes,' and wen he see DAT ne
say. Now yer's whar l gwine lay low an
ketch me d hyar fer my dinner. 80 wa
dat he got down inter de slash an STOOD
dar up ter his neck III iiioa, warm an
Waitin'.
''Pres'n'y he year noise an look up. an
To- behost, some un wuz comm DOWN tte
paf. an 'twuz nob'dy mo- ner less dan Mis-
Molly Cotton-tail hussef, singln dis song
at de top Nv her voice:
sEz went down de new-cut road
met de tap an den de toad; ..-. ....
De toad he gun ter whustle an sing
long come d maj 5l5ia rs ne.,n die.
EFF he dies I'll tan his skin, 's--ss
An ef lie lives I'll ride him agin
Fox he lay back his years an wait not
even so much ez winltn' a eyeied. He wait
'twel Mis- Molly git right long side wv I'm
an den sezee in de most pitifules voice
he kin putt up, Mis- Hyar! on. MIS-
Hyar'! Please Mis- Hyar'! Oh, stop; stop
Mis- Hyar"
Mis- Hyar' she SHE'D clean ter tn rr side
de road wen she year dat noise an prick
ed up her years an stopped snsih ris ~.
in de middle Nv a wu'd an SEE she. w at
Den she look roun an see MN looh1h ian
he WIZ stuck fas' in de mud
HE go on in dat same pitifui voice, on,
Mis- Hyar', Use in de mos es trouble uNer
wuz IN my life.
"sho. look ter me lax you'se in mud
seq she wild a smoker. Nv all de notiohst
wat in de worr mex you wanter res
yose'f in dat slash ar wen Law you yo, scr gor
/ down on? Mighty curious tase you
got, Mistah Fox seq she wild anu'rr snick-
er, 'kase she thought he wuz she nun
stuck fas' in he mud an de notion uckieo
her nightly.
'Naw'm, Use in sho'-'nufr trouble sezee.
| Please ma'am, don you laugh at me-
| Please fer ter hip me out eff you Kim
See she: Gway rum yer, man: you
| hep you out wen I bin yearin' all my M,
life dat foxes eats hyar's? Nav stree bob!
| / amt yo fool dis time
Fox he say, Don lei DAT Oh sayih worry
she saw: dunno bout dat. Better
worry now dan after you done ketched me;
He go on baiggin'. Sezee, Ms Hyar
eff you'll on'y jes' hep me dis onct l won
ak you agin, an l gin you my promusS
nuver ter fergit hit
Mis- Hyar' she look at him sort er
iubous an study bout hit VILE. Las
| she say: I gwine tell you now dat eff
do hep you, you mus'n' fergit hit. gwine
| pend on you fer dat
He say, sezee, deed, dat I won, Mis-
| Molly; you shell alluz have de praises; dat
you she'll
| Den she mex up her min ter hep him.
| 'kase she feel right saw'y fer him; so she
| step up in han reach Nv him an gin him
her paw.
"He wuz plumb ticket ter def by dat,
an hit did him much good dat he drapt
his years back an tended lax he wuz in
wuss fix dan befo'. He say: oh me, Oh
| my! Mis- Hyar. Use so weak. seem lax
| ain gwine be able ter pull outer year. Uh!
| gimme all yo' strenk! Squeeze Tight Lay
| back on me. madam. pull pull hard! uh-
| huh! Wild dat he putt one foot out an
den turr an den tended LAX heZ gwine
| fol in o. in she n Spch
| a extry bus er strenk dat hit come nigh
| bein de def Nv her. an lan'ed him long
| side her on de dry groun'.
"She say wen she cud git her bref nun
| ter talk: Now Mistah Slickry Sly-fox,
, hope you gwine keep outer sech messes
| after dis er else not call on me. fer nigh
bout teetotally ruint mysef he.p.n' you
| outer de fix Tain s'prise me eff / nuver
/ git over dis SEE She holm onter her side
! an jumpin ev'y now an den an yelIin'
/ 'ouchr wen stitch tuck her suddintly
FOX he wuz drippin wild mud an shaktn'
an shiverin' FUN bein' wet so long, an
1 Mis- Molly say. You bes' go right long
! home. now, an git yo'se'f good an dry er
| mex news you know you be havin' de ager.
! She say dat 'kase she gittn' kind er anX-
] ious ter gilt shed NV him, she ain lax de
! look wv his eye wen he wall hit roun' at
| her. He ain bulge wen she talk
bout him goin' home, SO she mex
| you done promuss. sub: you done gin me
| yo' wu'd dat you ain ferg1t wat done fer
! you.
| "He laugh an gin hisse'f shake lax de
| dogs does wen dey bin In de water. an
! sezee: Dasso Mis- Molly. dasso; / done
| promuss you an I mighty sawy fer hit.
| too: kase right yer's whar / gotter break
1 my wu'd. Hit goes hard wild me ter DO -.
| but wen a mans right hongry, wat kin
i he do? You know how tits yo'se'f Mis-
| Molly: wen you git good an hongry you
don stop ter think bout de peas in de ma
| ber's gyardin' not blongin' to you; now,
| does you? 'Clar ter gracious. Mis- Molly.
| you KANT spec me ter have sech luck ez
/ dis an den turn hit a-loose, now kin you?
| Mis- Molly she tuck iii step ter one
| side an thowed back her haid an looke..
| him in de eye right sorrowfui, an seq she:
| Deed. Mistah Fox, didn' think you'd
| disapp'int me dis-a-way; deed didn'.
Please, sub, ter turn me a-loose.'
Fox he KEEP tight hoP wv her paw an
| tuck step w en- she did, an seee, Ha! hal!
| hal! reckon not. maam: not w'tles Use
In my seven senses
! "She plead an she plead an she baig an
| She baig an she argyfy an she argyfy wild
| him. but he ain pay no tention to hit an
| he KEEP sech tight hor her paw dat
| she ain see no chanto0r breakn' way. So
las she let on ter gin up an she say: Well.