anxious. Yes, Sah, Ah done get so anxious Ah just couldn't get any
rest in mah mind. Ah knew Farmer Brown's boy was gwine to find those
tracks, and when he did, he was gwine to follow 'em right smart quick.
Sho' enough, just before sundown, here he comes. He followed mah
tracks right up to the foot of the tree whar Ah was hiding in the
hollow, and Ah heard him say:

"So this is whar yo' live, is it, Mistah Possum? Ah reckon Bowser and
Ah'll make yo' a call to-morrow."

"When I heard him say that, Ah felt right bad. Yes, Sah, Ah sho'ly did
feel right smart bad. Ah studied and Ah studied how Ah was gwine to
fool Farmer Brown's boy and Bowser the Hound. If Ah climbed down and
went somewhere else, Ah would have to leave tracks, and that boy done
bound to find me just the same. Ah done wish Ah had wings like yo' and
Brer Buzzard.

"So po' ol' Unc' Billy sat studying and studying and getting mo' and
mo' troubled in his mind. By and by Ah noticed that a branch from that
holler tree rubbed against a branch of another tree, and a branch of
that tree rubbed against a branch of another tree, and if Ah made a
right smart jump from that Ah could get into this tree, which had a
holler just made fo' me. Ah didn't waste no mo' time studying. No,
Sah, Ah just moved right away, and here Ah am."

"And you didn't leave any tracks, and you didn't have any wings," said
Tommy Tit the Chickadee.

"No," said Unc' Billy, "but Ah done find that yo' can most always find
a way out, if yo' look hard enough. Just now, Ah am looking right