Playing Possum
“No, suh,” the ancient negro asserted, with a melancholy shaking of his bald head, “dar hain’t no trustin’ a ’possum. Once on a time, suh, I done watched de hole of a ’possum all night long. An’ at las’, suh, de ’possum done come out of his hole. An’ what yoh t’ink de ole scallywog done did? Well, suh, he done come out, an’ when he done come out, he was a polecat!”