Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1905-04-29
At the Big House.
Why the Buzzard is Bald.

Copyright. 1904, by the Bobbs-Merrfu co.,
Little Kit was fascinated by the story
of the giant possibly because 1t reminded
him of his favorite story Of Jack-the- giant
killer. He climbed up on Aunt 'Phrony' 5
lap, put his little arms about her neck,
and laying his soft, pink cheek against her
dusky one. begged for "anuZzer giant
story" Aunt 'Phrony's was not a very
responsive nature. but she could not resist
the endearments of the pretty baby boy.
She Rugged him fast, stroking his curls
| and declaring he Should have what he
wanted If she had to bust her breens' to
recall 1t for him. Her brains stood the
strain, however. for she soon announced
to the little boy, Now, den. my lamb,
| my honey-bud, 1 gwine gin you a story
bout de 'twix' Mista Deer an
Nistah Turkey. an willie tain so much all
bout a giant. yit dar's a giant corner inter
hit
Zone time de deer an de turkey wuz
gwine have a race. Mos er de creeturs
thought dish yer wuz plumb reed!kelous,
'kase de deer wus knowed ez de sw1fes
Nv all de beas'eses an hit seem ter dem
dat turkey wuz settin' hissef up nightly
ter race wild sech a runner ez wat de deer
wuz knowed ter be. Dey ses 'Umumph!
jes' look at dat feller's HI haid an you
kin see wy he talk foolish; amt got room
fer mon thimblefu er breens. He dunno
B FUN bulls foot. Struts roun' an sweets
hisse'r up an looks mighty proud an
biggitty, but 1es let him open his mouf
an talk an you kin look in thu de crack
an fin out how empty his haid IS inside.
But yit, after all, de turkey wus a right
swif' bud In dem days, an so Wen de
creeturs all met toge'rr ter bet on de race
dar wuz some I'm EN- wat putt der bets on
de turkey"
Il thought betting was wrong" inter
rupted little Miss Janey, with her most
knowing air.
80 it's so It's" said Aunt 'Phrony rs
you uver year me say twas right? Hits
jes' the same ez men does! you KANT 'epec
dem ter be better dan wat men Is, dough
Il ain so sh'. after ALL but at dey Is bet
ter. De beas' eses 'ud be shame ter kyar'
on de way some humans does. dat dey
would. Anyhows, de creeturs sut'n'y
bet on dat race. Ev'yb'dy wuz dar an
some de towels betted on de deer an
some er de beas'eses betted on de turkey.
but mos er de buds wuz fer der own
man. Mistah Turkey. an mos er de
beas'eses wuz fer Mistah Deer.
"Mistah Coon wuz struttin roun', mighty
empawtant. tryin' ter git folks ter bet
wild i'm I lay you five ter one on Mistah
Deer; come on any I'm you dat ain 'feard
ter putt up sezee, Use teckin' all de bets
kin git dis mawnin.
Done! SEE de OWL sezee, an day bofe
went an han'ed over der proputty ter de
wimnin folks dat wuz teckin' charge er
all de stuff whar bin betted: dar wuz
greet pile Nv hit layin' on de groun' wild
de wimmins keeping gyard over hit. Lots
er things changed hans dat day, ! kin
tell you. Even Mistah Ant done brung
sump'n ter putt up, an 'twuz neener mo-
ner less dan a daid caterpillar dough you
cu'd sea- cely tell hit fer dat. 'kase he done
pull out ev'y single hyar sost he cu'd
drag hit down de hole whar he live"
''Pshaw! Aunt 'Phrony," said Ned. ANTS
don't really do that, do they?"
We'll, L dunno w'at-all ants does" she
answered, but l knows l saw some dat
wuz watchin' one day do dat vey thing
Dey brung Mistah Caterpillar ter de ant
hill an tried ter drag him down de hole
wild all his fuzz on. an wen dey foun' dat
Don do, dey jes natchelly went ter wu'k
an pulled ev'y hya'r out, an watts mo-
dey lef EN- layin' in two straight lines on
each side er de body, an den dey drug him
down de hole. Dem ants Is de smartes'
creeters in de worl', eff dey is 'mongs' de
lilies
Well. now. bout dat race. Ev'ybdy wuz