An' wen he
seed dat, he got pow'ful mad, an' he 'low'd ter his se'f dat efn de
Lord spar'd him, he inten' fur ter fix dat Woodpecker.
"In dem times de Woodpecker's head wuz right black, same ez er crow,
an' he had er topknot on 'im like er rooster. Gemmun, he wuz er
han'sum bird, too. See 'im uv er Sunday, wid his 'go-ter-meetin''
cloze on, an' dar wan't no bird could totch 'im fur looks.
"Well, he an' Miss Robin dey went on by, er laffin' an' er talkin' wid
one ernudder; an' de Jay he sot dar, wid his head turnt one side, er
steddin an' er steddin ter hisse'f; an' by'mby, atter he made up his
min', he sot right ter wuck, he did, an' fix him er trap.
"He got 'im some sticks, an' he nailt 'em cross'n 'is do' same ez er
plank-fence, only he lef' space 'nuff twix' de bottom stick an' de
nex' one fur er bird ter git thu; den, stid er nailin' de stick nex'
de bottom, he tuck'n prope it up at one een wid er little chip fur ter
hole it, an' den jes res' tudder een 'gins de side er de nes'. Soon's
eber he done dat, he crawlt out thu de crack mighty kyeerful, I tell
yer, caze he wuz fyeared he mout er knock de stick down, an' git his
own se'f cotch in de trap; so yer hyeard me, mum, he crawlt thu mighty
tick'ler.
"Atter he got thu, den he santer 'long, he did, fur ter hunt up de
Woodpecker; an' by'mby he hyeard him peckin' at er log; an' he went up
ter him kin' er kyeerless, an' he sez, 'Good-mornin',' sezee; 'yer
pow'ful busy ter day.
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